Went into the buffet on platform 4 at Reading station to get out of the cold, and saw a girl looking at the magazine rack blankly. "Are you looking for anything in particular" I asked, in a fairly loud voice. And I was pleasantly surprised that I didn't feel very self conscious about asking. She initially blanked me, but as I kept looking at her she seemed to come to life and said no nothing in particular, looking a little distressed, and without smiling. She was quite hot I thought, and maybe there was just a little something there, a slight spark.
"cold, isn't it" I suggested, and she nodded agreement, before walking off towards the fruit stand. there were not going to be any flames this night.
On the train from Reading to Bramley I purposely sat opposite to a girl wearing a walkman and looking at her phone. "Anything interesting on that" I enquired. "No" she replied, without keeping any eye contact.
I picked up a feeling that she knew I was hitting on her, and was sniggering at me in her mind at least.
"Just messages I guess" I said to her, but she didn't answer. Oh well.
Well I'm not going to get past the hook point with her, so I'm not going to give her the satisfaction of knowing that I would remain available to her for the rest of the journey. I got up and walked down to the next carriage, and sat opposite another girl jabbering into her phone.
But this conversation went on and on, and at the end of it she mentioned her boyfriend. I got up and walked to the end of the train, but there were no more women.
I spent the evening at the home of my doctor friend Brett, and after I left I thought I'd pop into town (Basingstoke) to try a little "night game".
I walked into Lloyds bar just after 11pm, and before reaching the bar I found two girls chatting. Without delay I walked up to them and said "hello ladies, how are you tonight". Silence from them. I'm Micky, who are you? <offered my hand in a handshake>.
"Anna" one of them replied. Now they did actually look as if they fancied me a little, and were perhaps impressed at my entrance. Which is GREAT. But they were clearly also bemused at me talking to them, and were quite awkward. But there was no hostility as there has been with the previous girls, which I think is a step forward.
Now the trouble was the music was quite loud, and I thought she might have said Annabelle, not Anna. Although I thought it was probably Anna. So I said "sorry did you say your name was Annabelle" hoping that she would correct me to Anna. But no she said it was Annabelle, so it was clear they were taking the micky out of my by giving false names.
Oh well at least they had been polite. I bid them a good evening, and strolled up to the bar for a diet coke.
Next I approached two older women, and said hello. Nothing; they had not heard me. So I said "Hey" in exactly the way proposed by Richard La Ruina, and this got their attention. "How are you" I said, having completely forgotton my lines. "We're both here with our husbands" they replied, but due to the music I wasn't sure that that was what they said. "Sorry" I replied, "I didn't catch that". They completely ignored me, turning their backs somewhat.
On stepping back I saw three guys who were presumably their husbands looking at me in a slightly curious and menacing way.
So I retreated to the bar again.
For the next 10 minutes I surveyed the scene. Although I saw a number of groups of girls I couldn't remember who those were that I had already chatted to. I didn't want to risk chatting to them else if it was the same ones they might get annoyed that I was harrassing them.
I felt that the bouncers were looking at me. But they weren't, in all likelyhood. I sat down to finish the diet coke, and battle my phone at chess, before going home. Although I could have stayed or gone to another pub to chat some more, I was getting a tense feeling in my stomach that indicated that I had been stressed out by the two encounters.
So I managed a final "hello ladies" to two older girls walking along the street in the opposite direction (they cheerfully said hello in reply) and then I went home.
In summary I think I have started to improve. But a long long way to go.
Tomorrow I'll go shopping, and hopefully do better than I did before in finding young women. Maybe I'll get past the hook point this time.
I have to say it does feel very unnatural to go up to women in this way, and is indeed bordering on the weird and rude. But it has to be worth a try because I've got nothing to lose and everything to gain.
To be denounced as weird only has validity if you have had the same kinds of advantages that others have had in regard to getting girlfriends- long friendships and family ties. But from my background I have not had that, so my view is that I can afford to be a bit militant about it. If "they" don't like me going up to girls I don't know, the screw them. I don't owe them anything, and I won't do anything for them.
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