Will people ignore you, reject you, treat you like you’re some kind of dog turd on the bottom of their pointy-toed shoe? You bet. Will married folk instantly activate their “We Shields,” designed to ward off all invading singles within a twenty-yard radius? (“Yes, we’ve eaten at this restaurant a few times. We think it’s really great.”) Of course. Will a handful of wishful thinkers misinterpret basic friendliness for some kind of fuckbuddy fishing expedition? Most likely. Will any of this kill you? Absolutely not.
Because for every lustful leer or exaggerated snub, you’ll find at least one kindred spirit, someone who’s every bit as normal and fun and friendly as you. Naturally, you’ll stumble upon a few freaks as well, but so what? Just because you talk to somebody in line at the bank doesn’t mean you have to marry them. Besides, most of us are pretty adept at spotting the nut jobs. If someone looks sketchy, don’t talk to them. If they look normal but turn out to be sketchy, then find a quick excuse to extricate yourself (“Dear God, look at the time! I’ve got to pick up my wife at chemotherapy!”)
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“The local dog run, the tax accountant’s office, or the inside of a noisy train car may not seem like the most romantic places in the world. But any place you meet that special someone becomes a special place to you. Be prepared to flirt with whomever you meet wherever you are, and you’re guaranteed to meet interesting men and women everywhere you go.”
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