I've approached three women in the past year for social reasons. The first was that young, very attractive employee of that business I still patronize. She didn't pan out. The next one was a woman more my age who hangs out at the clubs I go to and who knows a lot of the same people I know. She seems to think she has something "on" me due to some social media faux pas I supposedly committed on a platform we both share. So much for her. The third one was this forty-something year old woman I approached for social reasons during Free Comic Book Day at Bat City Comics. She never wrote me an email like I asked her to. So much for her.
If I'm fated to getting shot down when I approach ANY woman for social reasons, I prefer that the whole of the experience shake out like that third one from Bat City Comics. She was so approachable and accessible, and no shitty negative consequences came from asking her to write me. I've never seen her again. The young, very attractive woman had some shitbird predatory agenda in regards to me, in my opinion, and the whole of that experience just seemed to shake out like some utterly pointless, futile ordeal. I get the feeling a LOT of women liked the way I handled the challenges of that young woman and the game she tried to play, but that's something I don't want to go through any more in my life. Especially since the supposed payoff from dealing with those situations with the massive skill set I've acquired over the years just seems to keep me out of trouble and nothing more, provided I don't fuck THAT up.
I told a male friend in 2019 that I was trying to develop an appreciation for low hanging fruit, so to speak. That woman at Bat City seemed like low hanging fruit. She just kept hanging around me and talking to me until I just blurted out an invitation for her to write an email telling me whether she liked the books she bought from me or not. The whole "ordeal," from her getting on my nerves, to my invitation, didn't last more than an hour, hour and a half, from beginning to end. The whole of the ordeal with that young woman at that business: three years by my reckoning. From the standpoint of which trial by fire proved a lot easier and doable and repeatable, the situation I found myself in on Free Comic Book Day with that nerdish woman wins hands down. That whole ordeal with that young, very attractive woman was just too hard to think about doing again.