As I was taking Bart this morning, I had the opportunity to observe a guy’s game in action. He was trying to talk to a girl who was sitting next to him. She was attractive and he was not bad looking at all – a well dressed, non-douchy looking gentleman in his later 30’s / early 40’s (go figure). No matter what he would say to her or what kind of witty observation he would make, she would just smile, say “yes/no”, nod and go back to texting. After 5-6 attempts to break the ice he finally gave up and went to texting as well. Assuming that the girl was single and available, that guy should still not take this personally. (I know, I know – it’s easier said than done). The reason for this behavior is simple. She wasn’t interested. No, no – I don’t mean in him. She wasn’t interested period.
How do I know?
Because when your typical girl in SF wants something, she spares no time, money or effort to get it. She would get up at 5 am to take a yoga or spin class. She would jump on a Google or Apple bus or drive for an hour for her 12 hour work day in South Bay ever day. She would break her knees training for a marathon. She would spend hours on posting photos on Facebook and crafting extensive reviews of restaurants on yelp. She would spend hundreds on dining at overrated restaurants, and she would not hesitate to pay $12 for a bottle of juice and $15 for a salad that has little more than a pound of lettuce in it. She would wait an hour or more to have brunch on Sunday. So, if she wanted something from a man – attention, affection, intellectual stimulation, touch, sex or all of the above – she would surely do what it takes to help the guy carry that conversation where it needs to go.