A little weirdness doesn't hurt. I took some time to be weird last night.
If a woman drops her pen on the street, the typical thing to do would be pick it up and hand it to her. She would say "Thanks" ("Oh, another loser").
But just a tiny bit of weirdness got me somewhere. I walked along the broken, dirty sidewalks when a woman dropped a ballpoint pen on the ground. I stopped and said,
"Hey, Woman! You dropped your stupid pen on the dirty sidewalk!"
She waited for me to pick it up for her.
"Did You hear me lady? PICK UP THE FRICKING PEN!"
She was extremely startled. I was standing a few millimeters from the pen. She walked over, keeping eye contact, bent down to my foot, picked up the pen and started walking away. I quickly ran up behind her.
"No! No! No! I am NOT done with you yet! We're going to have a little chat over the telephone. Now give me your phone number!"
She laughed out loud for almost twenty seconds, gave me her number and walked away.
Unfortunately, the same night I got rejected by other women like ten times in a row but that's a different story.
If a woman drops her pen on the street, the typical thing to do would be pick it up and hand it to her. She would say "Thanks" ("Oh, another loser").
But just a tiny bit of weirdness got me somewhere. I walked along the broken, dirty sidewalks when a woman dropped a ballpoint pen on the ground. I stopped and said,
"Hey, Woman! You dropped your stupid pen on the dirty sidewalk!"
She waited for me to pick it up for her.
"Did You hear me lady? PICK UP THE FRICKING PEN!"
She was extremely startled. I was standing a few millimeters from the pen. She walked over, keeping eye contact, bent down to my foot, picked up the pen and started walking away. I quickly ran up behind her.
"No! No! No! I am NOT done with you yet! We're going to have a little chat over the telephone. Now give me your phone number!"
She laughed out loud for almost twenty seconds, gave me her number and walked away.
Unfortunately, the same night I got rejected by other women like ten times in a row but that's a different story.