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You want to meet hot and healthy girls, right? Where’s a better place to meet them than at the salad bar? This is what we call the Green Approach™. Lesson 1: Before you go Green, or on C.P.P. — commando pickup patrol, always be aware of your surroundings. Let the surroundings be the spark that leads to an opening. Forget those tried-and-cheesy pickup lines. Go with the flow, my man. How it happened: I was at, yes, the salad bar, behind a very tall and lovely blonde. Of course, I didn’t want to rush her through, it might have been the only time she was eating all week. Playing over the store’s speakers was Barry White’s “Can’t Get Enough of Your Love Babe.” I must have been under the influence of The Barry, because I turned to her and said: “Nothing like Barry White and a salad bar. Just makes you wanna move.” She laughed, and said something to the effect of: “Yeah, I was just thinking the same thing.” Over on the other side of the bar, near the sunflower seeds, bleu cheese and various foo-foo shit you can put on your greens, I made my next move. It was simple. I asked her how her weekend went. No lines, no pretense, no BS, just right at it. So she started to tell me about her weekend. How it wasn’t easy, she was driving up and down the coast, moving, was tired, etc. Within the conversation, she managed to drop the name of one of my favorite columnists Thomas Friedman. My thought: “What’s wrong with this picture?” Because, it’s not everyday that you get a tall, 20-something beautiful blonde bringing up the names of anyone they didn’t read about in US Magazine. I was impressed. Especially after she told me the part about how she just got back from trying to save the world in Africa, and was headed over again after school finished. This was not a young woman you meet everyday. I shook her hand and told her how cool it was that she was trying to make a difference in the world. And then I left. Note: If you live in a big city…. DO NOT LEAVE THE PREMISES! Chances are, if she’s talking to you that long, she’ll give you her number. But here’s what I did: I posted a missed connection at Craigs List. Guess what? In a town of 80,000 (not including the 125,000 illegal aliens), she found it. True story. Stay tuned. There may be a part 2. * |
