cavfancier wrote:Heliotrope, you have the whole chick magnet thing already in place....you're in a band, a smart educated guy, photographer and businessman....I'm confused why this isn't working for you.
You're confused !!??
I'm climbing the farking walls !
I just don't seem to be able to meet people.
I'll give you a situation.
Last Friday night I was at a gig taking pictures. Lots of lassies around. I'm busy taking photos naturally. Getting hot, sweaty and doing my job. Got some great shots of three bands. When it's all over the venue closes and it's time to go so I pack the truck up and vanish. I think the only words I said all night were "a pint of coke with ice please".
So where is the time to stand around and chat chicks up ?
In any case I haven't the first idea of how to go about chatting a lass up never having chatted anyone up ever ! I'm serious.
All the relationships I've been in have just come out of the blue.
In any case bars and clubs are a pain in the arse and basically I can't stand them. I go there because I'm working or I'm playing.
If I'm playing I'm playing, and when we're done I pack my stuff up and go because I'm shattered after 2 hours of 300bpm triplets. By the time I'm done the place is closed and there's no one there to even think about speaking to.
And even if there was I'm bloody useless at small talk.
I mean what's the point anyway ? It doesn't help anyone least of all me standing around gibbering about some trash soap opera, the football (which I don't watch) or some other totally irrelevant rubbish.
No one is remotely interested in having a decent discussion about anything and the ones that think they are just spout platitudes and garbage they saw on the sports news.
So as for 'trying too hard' well, I'm speechless. I don't think I'm trying at all. What the hell are you supposed to do anyway ?
Walk around the place asking every chick if she wants a date ?
Everyone is standing around in their own groups gibbering shite about their absent friends anyway. As if I'm even remotely interested in 'what Susan did the other day'.
Or am I supposed to walk around with a tshirt saying "hey ! I have the whole chick magnet thing already in place....I'm in a band, I'm a smart educated guy, photographer and businessman." ?
No one is interested in my drumming, business, photography, physics or anything else.
If they were, they'd have said something lonnnnnnnng before now.