happyfilmluvguy
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This is a little continuation of this past thread but more along the lines of both the shy and the outgoing and in between. Today on my way home on a bus, I was looking around curiously and spotted this girl, probably in her 20s, sitting and appeared to be text messaging on her cell phone and smiling. She had a knotted type of hairdo and looked as if she could probably make herself at home here.
Well, the person who was occupying the seat beside her left, I thought to myself to sit down, without the thought of speaking, really. I quietly asked if I could sit next to her and she accepted and I sat. For about a minute, I was contemplating whether or not to strike up a conversation. I have difficulties speaking to people in general and even more so to women who are attractive. My heart was pounding and my hands shaking, but I took a deep breath and waiting until she was looking straight ahead to catch her attention and began by making a comment about her hairdo.
I had noticed it before, so I thought that would be a good subject to begin with. I asked her how long it took to do it and she said that she was having a bad hair day and that it was difficult to do. I said that I have the same situation. I asked if she has ever done any vintage hairdos and she said that a friend of hers has done it for her but she has trouble. I recommended another website (my apologies
) called Nocturne.net, which has a section on fingerwaves and rolls and such. I also mentioned the book, "1940s Hairstyles".
She seemed a little distant, as if she wasn't in that talking mood, and even mentioned she has days like that, but I went on. We talked about various things. I tend to talk about myself unselfishly and see if the person can relate somehow, but she hardly said much about herself and wasn't budging. I tried to keep up the conversation until my stop was approaching. I said that it was nice talking to her, and she said it was nice meeting me, no name exchange, no phone number, just plain conversation. We shook hands and I left. I thought to myself that perhaps she had thought I was going to try to "pick her up" so to speak, but no, and the funny thought of her confusion made me smile. Whether or not we ever meet again, I don't know, but it seemed like we could get along pretty well as friends. After awhile of talking, she opened up a bit, which was an accomplishment in itself.
So how do you approach a conversation between a stranger? What is your strategy and does it extend further into a friendship?
Well, the person who was occupying the seat beside her left, I thought to myself to sit down, without the thought of speaking, really. I quietly asked if I could sit next to her and she accepted and I sat. For about a minute, I was contemplating whether or not to strike up a conversation. I have difficulties speaking to people in general and even more so to women who are attractive. My heart was pounding and my hands shaking, but I took a deep breath and waiting until she was looking straight ahead to catch her attention and began by making a comment about her hairdo.
I had noticed it before, so I thought that would be a good subject to begin with. I asked her how long it took to do it and she said that she was having a bad hair day and that it was difficult to do. I said that I have the same situation. I asked if she has ever done any vintage hairdos and she said that a friend of hers has done it for her but she has trouble. I recommended another website (my apologies
She seemed a little distant, as if she wasn't in that talking mood, and even mentioned she has days like that, but I went on. We talked about various things. I tend to talk about myself unselfishly and see if the person can relate somehow, but she hardly said much about herself and wasn't budging. I tried to keep up the conversation until my stop was approaching. I said that it was nice talking to her, and she said it was nice meeting me, no name exchange, no phone number, just plain conversation. We shook hands and I left. I thought to myself that perhaps she had thought I was going to try to "pick her up" so to speak, but no, and the funny thought of her confusion made me smile. Whether or not we ever meet again, I don't know, but it seemed like we could get along pretty well as friends. After awhile of talking, she opened up a bit, which was an accomplishment in itself.
So how do you approach a conversation between a stranger? What is your strategy and does it extend further into a friendship?