You're Welsh. One of the reasons I enjoyed my stay in Wales so much was that quite a few women there were very forthcoming. You're too classy for that of course, but just saying like.
Shyness can be a major barrier and when mixed with social anxiety, can make asking someone out a situation filled with anxiety, fear and procrastination. Of course, that approach normally, from past experience leads to disappointment, negative thoughts and regret.
Past experience also taught me that doing the positive thing and asking someone out usually leads to "I have a boyfriend" or "I only see you as a friend" (the dreaded "Friend Zone"). Hope that luck changes in the near future.
I was a shy teen, but somehow managed to meet up with enough girls to find myself, miraculously, going steady with them. So even for me it seemed relatively easy then.
I was married at 19 and single again by 28. The contrast was startling - I couldn't get arrested with a woman. I think getting married so young I'd missed out on some of the training you need to interpret the signals of interest that adults give out. If only it was as easy as when we're young.
I'm fine at talking to folk in situations where it's natural, like parties or clubs or at uni, and I'm ok with talking to people who're sat by me on the train, or have conversations which follow on from some incident e.g. I got chatting to a guy on my way to a seminar yesterday because he thought he'd dropped something and I helped him look. But no way could I approach someone who just made positive eye contact in a shop or something, or in the street.
Well I am sure if some gorgeous hunk of a man was to go up and start chatting to a woman, she would be quite happy with the situation feeling flattered and the rest. However if I was to replace that hunk in the situation there would furtive glances for exit strategies and possible looks as if I was something they stepped in.
I fumble with glances, not knowing if looking and smiling is the right thing to do. My honest 'hello' smiles have been met with some withering looks and so I am never sure what is welcome and what is an intrusion.
Perhaps it is the remains of the starchy Victorian era in the UK but in Spain and most East Europe countries people actually look at one another, from getting in trains to entering a bar. Good hard looks and smiles too from those of the opposite sex who find me worth smiling at.
In the UK people are always looking at the floor as they pass - what good is that? Its like saying 'don't even think about speaking to me - I'm not interested'. Much better to hold your head high and nod a greeting or similar. What is it with all these odd and useless social regimes?
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You're Welsh. One of the reasons I enjoyed my stay in Wales so much was that quite a few women there were very forthcoming. You're too classy for that of course, but just saying like.
Past experience also taught me that doing the positive thing and asking someone out usually leads to "I have a boyfriend" or "I only see you as a friend" (the dreaded "Friend Zone"). Hope that luck changes in the near future.
Unless you are a pre-operative transsexual, you haven't, nor are you ever likely to have, balls, full stop.
Or maybe she does and she's hanging around in the wrong places, so to speak
I was married at 19 and single again by 28. The contrast was startling - I couldn't get arrested with a woman. I think getting married so young I'd missed out on some of the training you need to interpret the signals of interest that adults give out. If only it was as easy as when we're young.
You were looking for his guts?
You go for the sympathy?
But would this potential relationship ever take off?
He's clearly a high flyer
It doesnt half hurt when you hit it off the side of the bathroom handbasin though.:o
Touche old chap, touche
If i had a penny for every time that didn't happen, i'd be a millionaire by now.
lmao!!!:D
Well I am sure if some gorgeous hunk of a man was to go up and start chatting to a woman, she would be quite happy with the situation feeling flattered and the rest. However if I was to replace that hunk in the situation there would furtive glances for exit strategies and possible looks as if I was something they stepped in.
I freely admit I am not everyones cup of tea
Perhaps it is the remains of the starchy Victorian era in the UK but in Spain and most East Europe countries people actually look at one another, from getting in trains to entering a bar. Good hard looks and smiles too from those of the opposite sex who find me worth smiling at.
In the UK people are always looking at the floor as they pass - what good is that? Its like saying 'don't even think about speaking to me - I'm not interested'. Much better to hold your head high and nod a greeting or similar. What is it with all these odd and useless social regimes?
Three is my maximum juggling wise.