Garlic

Ah single life! I love being able to eat garlicky food. Today I love you. *Breathes out heavily* Tomorrow I'll loathe you. That is, when I wake up with a reek that I can't even tolerate. And as for dating, it seems as if I have reached a potential stalemate. I guess there is always my friend's wedding in a couple of days.....

So, irrespective of this 'dull patch', last week something interesting happened. At a party, I was lamenting over how the people you like NEVER seem to like you back if your name is Soleil and I discovered a theory revolving around exactly that: How to make guys go ga-ga for you. And the thing is, the stuff mentioned works. And we already know it's name. It's called flirting.

O.K. So I can hear all of your 'duhs' from my lounge room. I know it's mighty obvious. But what annoys me is that I find it MUCH easier to flirt with people I am not interested in. And the flirting that this so called 'expert on seduction' was talking about involved touching. TOUCHING. A brush on the arm, bumping into someone and passing it off as being clumsy, patting the person when saying hello etc. And this is something I am not very comfortable doing. And..... it wasn't something that I enjoyed experiencing when the seduction expert (Let's call him SE for short) himself tried to make a move.

SE was telling me about the stages of picking up. It was very interesting- the eye contact, the conversations you have with the person you are keen on and the detaching from a person so that they grow fonder. The actual game playing strategy that lures us in, which if misread for the game itself, could just form someone to form a crush. It explains a lot- for me atleast. I fall for flirty guys. The problem is, if I didn't, I possibly wouldn't fall for any guys at all!

Anyway, then the dreaded moment came when SE started touching my leg. And then.... Touching my arm. And then..... Touching my thigh.... It started off as a demonstration, but after a while, it was obvious it was more than this. My friend pipes up 'Should I be concerned? Are you attracted to my friend?' to which the answer was a dreaded and overexhuberant yes, as if I declaration to the entire party.

Now, what is wrong with this so-called master of seduction 'falling for me?' The answer is MORE THAN YOU CAN POSSIBLY IMAGINE.

#1) It all felt to manufactered and sleazy and for that reason, I am not sure that I could use these techniques myself.

#2) How can you trust a guy that actively knows this stuff and uses it on fuck knows how many women?

#3) He had a WIFE. Granted he said she sometimes joins in.... but..... erm...... no thank you!!!!!

And as flattered as a proposition from a 'charming' guy with all the moves makes me feel, I now feel a little strange about the social networking friend request from this sleazeball. If I ever go back to my friend's house for a party and I suspect he will be there, I'll think I'll stock up on all of the garlicky produce I can stomach.