Two weird failures today.

I shot a match today, did pretty well. I shoot USPSA/IPSC by the way, check it out at www.uspsa.org if you'd like. Anywho, there were a few ladies there, and by ladies I mean 40 - 60, HB2-3 most of them. There was one, HB5ish maybe, she was probably a 7 or an 8 about 20 years ago, about 40 probably now. Anyway she was squadded with me, and long story short was complimenting me and making reasons to talk to me. She's married though right, so I feel like I'm kinda safe, so I thought to myself, "hey great time to practice game."

So later she doesn't understand my hand gestures, and I say "what the crap? you don't know what means? game over. we'll never last." And she shoved me. I was kinda surprised, with her husband there, thought this was pretty flirtatious but hey maybe she feels safe because of that and knows it can't go anywhere. I kept practicing my negs though, at another point I told her, "you know I wouldn't have to repeat myself if you would just listen. Talk less and listen more!" Then at diner (we all went to cracker barrel after the match) her husband is sitting next to her, and she says "Man, I want *THAT* for desert" and she points at the little advertisement sitting in between her and I. I say "woah woah, I'm not on the menu!" before realizing that, hey dummy, her husband is right there. So I glance over and luckily her husband realizes I'm just screwing around and not really trying to hit on his wife. But I see this as good, as my game is becoming pretty natural and fluid.

On the way out, I'm the first guy in line to pay our bills, and it's a cute girl, maybe 5 or 6, doing the cashier thing. I've noticed before that at cracker barrel they have little stars on their aprons, and this one has only 1 star. So I ask her about the star, she says they give them based on time there and you have to pass tests. She has a croatian accent, and I speak with her for a second as the credit card goes through and ALMOST press on, but chicken out and move off. I should have kept pressing, my anxiety was that my new friends would think I was weird hitting on her like that. But afterwards I realized I would have probably only gotten good rep from it, I know I would have only respected a guy who did that. If he got shot down I'd think he had balls for at least trying, and if he got the # then well that goes with out saying. At least I now have enough data to start creating a routine especially for cracker barrel girls. Give me a few weeks, and stay posted, I'll let you know when I field test it.