Maggie's Farm

Perhaps helpful to timid guys, but useless for women. I wouldn't want somebody I had to pick up. If he had any gumption at all, he would have already struck up a conversation with me.

Oh, Buddy, was that you? Sorry...

I have only been picked up successfully once. So I stand guilty of rejecting several thousand friendly/drunken/lust-crazed/or boredom induced flexing of social muscle attempts. The one successful guy sang in the choir of my church and followed me to the subway station after morning worship. He came up to me and said "You read the lesson really well, have you considered getting ordained?" He succeeded, despite not being especially good looking or charming. Because: he was familiar (I figured he was probably not an axe murderer if he could put up with our choir director week after week), he was from church, it was flattering to be admired (ah, feminine vanity) and he asked a question I had been soul searching about already.

Otherwise, I am an exceptionally timid female socially and, even when I was available, I was so terrified of men that I would literally run away from people who approached me, however complimentary. If I didn't know them from church, or they weren't long-time family acquaintances, or in a course of mine and good public speakers able to out-argue me, I didn't take a chance. My dad so successfully warned me that men were beasts, that I enjoyed arguing with them in school and editing our newspaper, had many male friends, but I was otherwise incredibly wary of them. When total strangers came up to me and flirted, I automatically rejected them. Dare say I missed out on a lot, but my sheltered upbringing made me wary.