Ahh, man, that ended up being way more exhausting than I thought it would. The weird thing is, my approach anxiety doesn't FEEL very strong, so I assumed I'd have no problem...I just have a very strong reflex against actually doing anything. Once I make up my mind to, it isn't so bad.
So, I thought I had approached/opened six girls the other night, but in retrospect, it was actually five. Guess it's a redo! I'll post the results here, anyway.
I ended up scoping out a local grocery store, a couple of transit lines between a major public square and where I live, and said major public square.
In the elevator on the way out of the building I live in, there was a girl in the elevator with a bag full of donut boxes. I glanced over at her and said,
"Bag full of donuts. That's a nice bag."
"Yeah? They're actually recycled boxes, no donuts."
"Wow, that's a fuckin' stupid bag." (I said this with a totally deadpan expression on my face, like I just got incredibly annoyed/bored with what was going on)
At this point, she was grinning.
"Well, it's got home made pecan pie and upside down cakes."
"I want that bag."
"Sorry, it's for a birthday."
"...My birthday?"
"Is it your birthday?"
"It could be...if you wanted it to be."
She was laughing and actually giving an expression I've come to associate with girls who are sort-of resisting your advances, but taken in. You know the one -- where they look happy, they start to look at the ground a lot, but if you make a move they'll sort of scoot off, blush, whatever. However, I am in fact still something of a pansy and didn't do anything with it.
"I think I'll save them for the real birthday."
"Well...enjoy, then. Take care."
The next girl I opened was a pretty cashier at the local grocery store (total cheating, all the more reason to redo this assignment). It ended with her asking me what I was doing with the rest of my day, me telling her I was going to go swing dancing, her saying, "That actually does sound pretty cool.", and me saying, "Yeah, it is, I recommend it." and taking off.
The next girl I opened was also sort of cheating -- an old guy actually sat down next to me and opened me. She was sitting on the other side of me, and I roped her into the conversation. We were all waiting for a transit line, so I just kept her engaged and talking and when we started to go for the door right in front of us to get on, I held my hand out front and to the left side, indicating that I was going to be turning in that direction -- she turned with me, since she was on my left side and she'd have to go through me or wait to go dead ahead. So, I altered her course and took her back a cab from the old guy that opened me. We talked quite a bit on the train about a book she was reading, I commented on her shirt, and a few stops later I told her I was getting off and it was nice meeting her. She was clearly disappointed.
I then spent a very long time not approaching anyone. I'd wander by someone, think they were interesting, be about to approach and then...nothing. I also had it in my head that I'd opened four people at this point, so I kept thinking, "Okay, two more..."
I counted at least 3 girls I'd be interested in meeting even by my strictest standards, so there definitely wasn't a lack of targets, it was my own hesitance. It's good to know I had so much -- before I'd assumed it was largely because I "didn't do" cold approaches, and now I'm realizing I have some definite inhibitions about it.
I spent the better part of an hour stuck on 'two more'. Eventually, it started to get dark and places started to clear out. I was texting a girl I'd hit it off with in my social circle to set up a date as this was happening, and I'll be cooking her dinner Saturday night -- so I decided I was going to go back to the grocery store. I was getting desperate and tired, so any time I saw something interesting about a person, I'd say 'Hi, ' and follow up with a comment/compliment.
The first one was a girl with a really good fire truck red dye job hair and an eyebrow piercing. She was gorgeous (so many LOVELY alt chicks in this city), and I said, "Hi, cool hair." in a casual, off-handed fashion as I walked by. She gave me a "thanks" in a really warm voice. I didn't see her face at that point, as we were both moving -- she was actually with a dude, so they kept each other engaged.
The second girl I approached in desperation mode was one with a REALLY cool tattoo of a heart on her chest -- not somewhere it'd normally be visible, but her shirt was pretty low cut. I pointed at it as I walked by and said, "Nice ink." (everyone and their dog has a tattoo in this city, I swear). I said this as I was walking by, and she actually stopped, turned her body to face me as I walked by, kept turning as I passed her, and said, "Hey, thanks..." So...that definitely seemed like something I could have followed up on.
So, the good news is that I got warm receptions pretty much all around. The bad news is, I don't approach for shit and I'll have to give this another guy. I'm in a rush and not going to post a lot about the eye contact experiment, except to say that rolling your eyes at people after making eye contact as they walk by is hilarious -- they don't know what to do!