He told me I sucked at flirting, and boy was he right.
I’m terrible at flirting.
Honestly, I’m one of those people who (unless it’s totally obvious my love interest is also interested in me) basically tries to ignore my potential mate.
Feeling attracted to someone brings a flush of emotions – turn on being the most notable among them.
And it feels SO GOOD!
But there’s also notably FEAR.
Yes, I get scared.
Is he going to flirt with me? Does he like me? Should I flirt with him first?
So let’s get back to the guy who told me I sucked at flirting.
Two years ago, in a bar at Burning Man – a place basically CREATED with hookups in mind – and I’m trying desperately to get the attention of a charismatic older man.
Sure enough my attempts to flirt are bombing.
It probably would have been better if I hadn’t sent my friend in to find out more details about him – a textbook 6th grade flirting technique.
So then I became BOLD.
I stared at his lips.
I smiled at him and played with my hair.
And sure enough, he let me kiss him.
So it’s not like I TOTALLY BOMBED at flirting.
But I’d say that a 6th grade approach to flirting is a LITTLE outdated and should be abandoned for a more appropriate and mature approach.
So I mustered up all my courage and. . .
I invited him to my RV.
Yup. I sure did.
It’s a steep learning curve, but I eventually will get it.