Cool story.Take a comfortable seat by this roaring fire, dear reader, and let me spin you two separate yarns.
STORY 1:
A hefty, overweight woman approaches you at a bar. She has a pretty face but she'd really need to hit the gym for a long time to capture your physical attention. Your first impression is that you're really not that interested.
"Hi, I'm Dana. I'm a CEO and a leader in my field."
She shows off a big blingy gold ring on her finger and tells you that she's a multi-millionaire thanks to her cardboard box factory business. The ring looks tacky enough that it's probably fake, but you shrug. She draws her stool closer, leans in, and starts telling you how the factory allowed her to buy a Ferrari and a private jet. She's wearing a really heavy perfume that while expensive also reeks of desperation. You start to move away slightly but she seizes your wrist.
"Wait." She says. "I have a burning passion for cardboard box factories. They make so much money, it's fascinating. Let me regale you about my success."
She talks for 2 and a half hours about cardboard boxes, you're only staying because of the free drinks. You feel like you want to slice your own ears off.
Eventually you go to leave and she points at her pretty face. "Is it my face you don't like? Don't worry, I'm going to have $1,000,000 of plastic surgery on it soon and get that gorgeous trout pout everyone likes."
STORY 2:
A pretty woman with a svelte figure approaches you at a bar. She has long flowing dark hair and the body of a dancer. She draws a stool up and you find yourself staring into her eyes unconsciously.
"Hey, I'm Sarah." She says. "What's a handsome man like you doing in a place like this?"
Sarah lightly touches your wrist as you talk, and coolly diverts the topic towards her hobbies of travelling, athletics, animal care and computing. She seems really well rounded and the conversation flows very naturally, with the occasional burst of mutual laughter. At the moment she's lacking funds, but she dreams of opening a business one day.
She ends the conversation by handing you her number and landing a playful pat on your thigh. You have to restrain yourself from calling her a couple of hours later, she has a crafted a strange air of mystery about her and you want to know more.
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There you are, story time over. An unconventional approach from a woman rather than the typical approach from a man to illustrate the point - which woman would you go for? The one with enormous financial backing and absolutely zero appreciable personality, or the financially poor one with an accomplished personality, sense of humour and her own sense of game?
Personally it'd be Sarah for me every single time. Every. Single. Time.
I would go for the HOT woman.
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