On confidence, part II
Sep. 19th, 2002 11:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mik3capOkay, another situation to run by folks; a fun recalling of today's events.
So yesterday and today I spent time at the Centrum at the New England Business Expo. While walking through the exhibit halls, I heard the strains of "The Shoop Shoop Song" wafting through the air. This is the song that I sing as a duet in the upcoming musical, so I was drawn to its source - which turned out to be a karaoke machine in one of the booths.
Three women were on the stage, one singing and two dancing. They finished, and I walked up to the pair of dancers and remarked that I was singing that song in an upcoming musical - and I had piqued the interest of this blond girl who was about my height with that statement. She and I got to chatting, and I learned that she was there at the expo to see about getting her name out for doing freelance graphic design work (actually tagging along with her mom, the second dancer, who works for the radio station sponsoring the booth). She went on to talk about how she studied graphic design at Assumption but didn't come out with a portfolio or anything like she would have gotten from an art school, so it was tough to find places that would be willing to hire her without such.
She actively kept the conversation going talking about things she did at school, software she worked with and so on - and I have some expertise with graphics software too, so I got to share some knowledge with her and such, all of which she was really interested in. At one point, her mom came by and said: "hey, I'm going to the radio station to do such-and-such, do you want to come?"
Now - you know what this is... it's actually code for: "do you want me to rescue you from this random guy?" And she replied: "no, that's okay, I'm just going to hang out here for a while."
So, I tell the girl that I can work some of my contacts and see about getting her some info and leads; so I say: "why don't you give me your contact info?" And she grabs a card, and writes her name, email, and a phone number on the back. She hands it to me and says: "that's my phone number."
Okay, so again, now - she didn't have to give me her phone number. She wrote the email, that would have been fine for contact info... but she wrote her number, and said to me "this is my number"... I mean, obviously it's a phone number!
Am I reading too much into this, or are these subtle clues that she's kind of interested? I mean honestly, would a woman give out her phone number to a random guy when it wasn't necessary...? Am I on crack for thinking that the mom thing was code?
Of course, the best thing is to just play it cool - and I do indeed have a subtle plan. I will relate details as things continue to unfold... (or not, if the case be that I truly am on cracky-smacks)
So yesterday and today I spent time at the Centrum at the New England Business Expo. While walking through the exhibit halls, I heard the strains of "The Shoop Shoop Song" wafting through the air. This is the song that I sing as a duet in the upcoming musical, so I was drawn to its source - which turned out to be a karaoke machine in one of the booths.
Three women were on the stage, one singing and two dancing. They finished, and I walked up to the pair of dancers and remarked that I was singing that song in an upcoming musical - and I had piqued the interest of this blond girl who was about my height with that statement. She and I got to chatting, and I learned that she was there at the expo to see about getting her name out for doing freelance graphic design work (actually tagging along with her mom, the second dancer, who works for the radio station sponsoring the booth). She went on to talk about how she studied graphic design at Assumption but didn't come out with a portfolio or anything like she would have gotten from an art school, so it was tough to find places that would be willing to hire her without such.
She actively kept the conversation going talking about things she did at school, software she worked with and so on - and I have some expertise with graphics software too, so I got to share some knowledge with her and such, all of which she was really interested in. At one point, her mom came by and said: "hey, I'm going to the radio station to do such-and-such, do you want to come?"
Now - you know what this is... it's actually code for: "do you want me to rescue you from this random guy?" And she replied: "no, that's okay, I'm just going to hang out here for a while."
So, I tell the girl that I can work some of my contacts and see about getting her some info and leads; so I say: "why don't you give me your contact info?" And she grabs a card, and writes her name, email, and a phone number on the back. She hands it to me and says: "that's my phone number."
Okay, so again, now - she didn't have to give me her phone number. She wrote the email, that would have been fine for contact info... but she wrote her number, and said to me "this is my number"... I mean, obviously it's a phone number!
Am I reading too much into this, or are these subtle clues that she's kind of interested? I mean honestly, would a woman give out her phone number to a random guy when it wasn't necessary...? Am I on crack for thinking that the mom thing was code?
Of course, the best thing is to just play it cool - and I do indeed have a subtle plan. I will relate details as things continue to unfold... (or not, if the case be that I truly am on cracky-smacks)