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Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Day 13

So I didn't really have an opening line going in, so whatever I used for my first one was going to be the line for the day.  I stopped off at Metcalfe's by west towne (mostly because if I kill time there, the traffic on the way home isn't nearly as bad.)  The first woman I saw was wearing glasses, so I decided that would be it.  I complimented her on her glasses, saying that they made her look distinguished.  I asked her what she did, and I found out that she's in marketing.  She does marketing for green companies, which is pretty cool.  She was wearing an infinity charm on her necklace, so I asked her about that.  She told me that her boyfriend gave it to her.  I asked her what she did in her spare time and she said she liked hanging out with friends and going to Badger games.  I wasn't really interested in asking for her number, so I didn't.

The second woman I approached was also in Metcalfe's.  I was getting a little greedy after yesterday, so I did two approaches in the same place.  She had a tattoo on the back of her neck.  I asked her what it meant and she said it's her husband's last name.  I said that was cool and that was it. 

The third woman I approached was in Barnes & Noble.  She was also a high schooler.  Just kidding.  She was dressed rather classy, so I complimented her on that.  I asked her what she did, and she said that she was a social worker at a nursing home.  We talked about that for a bit, and the conversation just kinda fizzled out.

The fourth woman I approached was at HyVee.  While passing by her, I smiled and she smiled back, so I complimented her on her smile.  I introduced myself and she said she was married, so I went into my regular "married/boyfriend" bit.  I asked her what she did and she told me she was a teacher.  So, we had some common ground there, as I used to be a teacher.  We talked about the politics behind teacher and the economic difficulties.  I probably talked with her for about 5 minutes or so, then went on my way. 

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