I am a horrible sober-flirt. I either gush or freeze up. It's infuriating because I know all the tactics, I know exactly what I'm supposed to say, to do, how to use my body language appropriately.... But when it come to action, I might as well be having my first go at a person who's caught my fancy.
But once I've had a drink (yes one, because my tolerance is very low), I'm in top form. I can charm any person in the room. I've done this before, with positive and negative results.
I have performance anxiety. And this when there's not much performing going on, if you know what I mean. I am resolved to rectify this... shortcoming by doing the following:
1) Smile. I've been told by more than a dozen of my friends that I scowl. I'd like to call the expression 'pensive', but apprently that's not how it comes off.
2) Making eye contact. I'm Black, and eye contact can be viewed as confrontational. But since I'm among mostly Caucasian folk, I have to tweak this detail.
3) Step out of my comfort zone. I'm an introvert and talking face-to-face with strangers is difficult, verging on nauseating. Especially when I fancy them.
Alright. Beginning now, I'm going to adhere to the three points listed above. I refuse to be conquered by old habits and idiosyncrasies. I have to "take chances, get messy, and make mistakes." And seeing as how my luck hasn't been noteworthy thus far, I think it's time to incorporate some new methods.
I have a particular person who has caught my eye, and I'm going to take a dive. While I don't have the best record with taking these kinds of chances, Olympia is a new start.
This isn't really how the other blurb went, but whatever.
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