Magma
Senior Don Juan
I'm out on my motorcycle, cruising around downtown. I decide to stop in this coffee shop to get a coffee and was just going to sit outside and chill. I pulled the bike into a parking spot in front and went in and got my coffee. I come out and this HB8 that was sitting there typing on her laptop says, "I really like your bike." It's on.
(I'll try to remember everything as clear as possible, it was a long convo.)
So of course I said thank you. I noticed she had a pack of cigs and a lighter on the table and ask her if I can borrow a light. I then point to the empty chair across from her and say, "Do you mind?" She tells me no, she doesn't mind and that she's going to finish up her email real quick. I sit there, slowly puffing the cig, waiting for her to finish. So she finishes up, closes the notebook, and we begin to talk.
At first the conversation is about motorcycles. She asked me about the bike and I begin to list all the changes and fabrication I did to it (check it out here if you're inclined). She tells me she rides a Harley VRod. So we talk some more about bikes.
Then I move on to her Madonna Lily tattoo and compliment her art work (it was really a nice piece, excellent shading). That got her talking about herself a bit more. (Note: tattoos are great openers, even if you don't care for them. I have some visible tats, so it immediately begins the rapport development. "I like your tattoo. Who does your work? Mine? Well the story behind this one is...") Here's the part I'm having trouble with. At this point, she mentions she got it in Mexico when she was with her *ex-husband.* Now, she goes on to say the word *ex-husband* three more times in the next minute or two and even says that not soon after she got the tattoo "her marriage fell apart."
One thing I want to add here is that I tried out some NLP on this chick. It was my first attempt, and I don't think it went too bad. After she said what she just said, this is how I responded: "You know, for people that don't have tats, they'll never understand how that ink acts as a photo album for their life. When I look at each of mine, I remember who my girlfriend was at the time. I remember how I felt about life and love. I remember the bad times and the good times. Perhaps you'll look at your tattoo and think of the guy you met on the street that day while taking your lunch break, and how easily the two of you talked; feeling like you've known this person you're whole life even though it's only been twenty minutes." I think the eye contact is key here. Fvck guys, I felt like Neo. She was stunned. I almost had to pick her jaw up off the street.
The convo was great, I kino'd her only once (I was sitting across from her, so it made kino kind of hard), but I developed a wide and deep rapport with her. It turns out that we had a lot in common, both family-wise and interest wise. Turns out she's a massage therapist. Even better. When she asks what I do, I tell her I just finished grad school and am teaching history. She laughs really hard and throws her head back.
Now by this time, we're both feeling really comfortable with each other because of the rapport I've built. I'm like, "WTH is so funny about that?" (in a joking manner of course). She reveals that her *ex-husband* said to her (before things went sour in her marriage) that he wanted to go back to college in order to teach history. We both laughed. She just kind of slowly shook her head, smiled very big, and kept looking at me, as if to say to herself, "Who IS this guy?" Without realizing it, I had created intrigue and mystery. Or maybe this was something I was doing subconciously. I'll have to meditate on that more...
We talked for a lot longer. She asked me what my heritage is. (Note: I've found that joking about your heritage is good with women. I'm part Mexican and French, and tell her it makes me an "ornery a-hole." She ate it up. If your heritage is British, tell her about the bland food you had to eat growing up, or some shyt like that) I could tell by her BL at this point that she is just eating this shyt up. But alas, she had to get back to work at the spa. So here's what I say: "Tell you what. You give me your # and we'll go catch some wind on our scoots one of these days. I want to see if you can really ride or are just feeding me a line (service with a smile!)." She quickly agrees and I #close.
SO!!! My question in all of this is how to decipher all the times she dropped *ex-husband* into the convo (I counted at least 4 times). I deciphered it as her saying, "I really want you to understand that I USED to be married, but am no longer married to this guy." It could have also been a shyt test, but I don't think so given the dynamics of the conversation. Every time she mentioned it, I just acted casual as if it was no skin off my balls (which it wasn't). I truly didn't care. What do you guys think? What the hell is this chick trying to tell me with her cryptic "droppings?"
(I'll try to remember everything as clear as possible, it was a long convo.)
So of course I said thank you. I noticed she had a pack of cigs and a lighter on the table and ask her if I can borrow a light. I then point to the empty chair across from her and say, "Do you mind?" She tells me no, she doesn't mind and that she's going to finish up her email real quick. I sit there, slowly puffing the cig, waiting for her to finish. So she finishes up, closes the notebook, and we begin to talk.
At first the conversation is about motorcycles. She asked me about the bike and I begin to list all the changes and fabrication I did to it (check it out here if you're inclined). She tells me she rides a Harley VRod. So we talk some more about bikes.
Then I move on to her Madonna Lily tattoo and compliment her art work (it was really a nice piece, excellent shading). That got her talking about herself a bit more. (Note: tattoos are great openers, even if you don't care for them. I have some visible tats, so it immediately begins the rapport development. "I like your tattoo. Who does your work? Mine? Well the story behind this one is...") Here's the part I'm having trouble with. At this point, she mentions she got it in Mexico when she was with her *ex-husband.* Now, she goes on to say the word *ex-husband* three more times in the next minute or two and even says that not soon after she got the tattoo "her marriage fell apart."
One thing I want to add here is that I tried out some NLP on this chick. It was my first attempt, and I don't think it went too bad. After she said what she just said, this is how I responded: "You know, for people that don't have tats, they'll never understand how that ink acts as a photo album for their life. When I look at each of mine, I remember who my girlfriend was at the time. I remember how I felt about life and love. I remember the bad times and the good times. Perhaps you'll look at your tattoo and think of the guy you met on the street that day while taking your lunch break, and how easily the two of you talked; feeling like you've known this person you're whole life even though it's only been twenty minutes." I think the eye contact is key here. Fvck guys, I felt like Neo. She was stunned. I almost had to pick her jaw up off the street.
The convo was great, I kino'd her only once (I was sitting across from her, so it made kino kind of hard), but I developed a wide and deep rapport with her. It turns out that we had a lot in common, both family-wise and interest wise. Turns out she's a massage therapist. Even better. When she asks what I do, I tell her I just finished grad school and am teaching history. She laughs really hard and throws her head back.
Now by this time, we're both feeling really comfortable with each other because of the rapport I've built. I'm like, "WTH is so funny about that?" (in a joking manner of course). She reveals that her *ex-husband* said to her (before things went sour in her marriage) that he wanted to go back to college in order to teach history. We both laughed. She just kind of slowly shook her head, smiled very big, and kept looking at me, as if to say to herself, "Who IS this guy?" Without realizing it, I had created intrigue and mystery. Or maybe this was something I was doing subconciously. I'll have to meditate on that more...
We talked for a lot longer. She asked me what my heritage is. (Note: I've found that joking about your heritage is good with women. I'm part Mexican and French, and tell her it makes me an "ornery a-hole." She ate it up. If your heritage is British, tell her about the bland food you had to eat growing up, or some shyt like that) I could tell by her BL at this point that she is just eating this shyt up. But alas, she had to get back to work at the spa. So here's what I say: "Tell you what. You give me your # and we'll go catch some wind on our scoots one of these days. I want to see if you can really ride or are just feeding me a line (service with a smile!)." She quickly agrees and I #close.
SO!!! My question in all of this is how to decipher all the times she dropped *ex-husband* into the convo (I counted at least 4 times). I deciphered it as her saying, "I really want you to understand that I USED to be married, but am no longer married to this guy." It could have also been a shyt test, but I don't think so given the dynamics of the conversation. Every time she mentioned it, I just acted casual as if it was no skin off my balls (which it wasn't). I truly didn't care. What do you guys think? What the hell is this chick trying to tell me with her cryptic "droppings?"
