Dating Strategies or What I’ve Learned from Failure and Friends

Meeting people is easy…and hard. I have learned over the years how to be an engaging conversationalist. Some of that has grown in stride with my self-confidence. But no one ever taught me what to do next. Why isn’t this part of high school curriculum? As a result, I still definitely strike out more than I succeed.

On more than one occasion, I have talked to an attractive man, where we’re both engaged and interested, for more than an hour and still left the party or bar without the person’s full name or phone number.

How could this be? Fear. The answer is purely and simply, fear.

So, although I’ve titled this post as including advice, I’m probably the last person you should listen to on how to be successful at moving past the initial meeting. But I write this because I know that there are millions out there just as baffled as I am. Maybe you could all post your tips for me in the comments section.

What I’ve learned from failure and friends:

Talk about something they’re interested in. It breaks the ice, puts them in a position of confidence and knowing, and its a great way to find out who they really are. The first step is to find out what they’re interested in. I’ve learned to be cautious about asking about a day job first. Some men get defensive if they think you’re fishing to see if they’re rich or even just empl14778661415_98f3a635e5_zoyed. So I start with hobbies, always looking for common ground. We can’t all share the same hobbies, and there are surely gender differences, but even if you’re not interested in LARPING or horror films, look at the discussion of their favorite thing as a learning experience. The things I’ve learned from conversation with people I’m not interested in dating have helped me have better conversation with the people I am interested in. Pretend you are a reporter. Really listen to what they’re saying, and respond with sincere questions that don’t imply judgement. So instead of, “You actually spend every weekend dressed as a civil war soldier crawling around in a park?” try, “I’ve never met a civil war re-enactor. That sounds like it takes commitment. How did you get started there?”

A friend in the pharmaceutical business told me that he didn’t play golf or even like watching it, but every day, he spent hours talking to doctors about their game. How did he do that? He went to a driving range, hit a bucket of balls, learned the rules of the game, and knew enough to carry on a conversation for at least 15 minutes. So apply this idea to the type of person you’re interested in. If, like me, you’re often attracted to quirky, smart men, learn a little about comic books, engineering or science, space, or science fiction. I rarely play poker or football, but I know the rules of each game, and I know the difference between a wide receiver and a defensive end–and yes, all the positions sound sexual. I also play a solidly mediocre game of pool, Foosball, darts, and beer pong.

Save talk of religion and politics for the next meeting. Unless one or both of these subjects are very important to you, or you’re just out to argue or gloat about your knowledge, you’ll discover gradually how someone feels about these issues without tackling them directly on a first meeting. Just pay attention. By the end of a 30-minute conversation about life, mutual friends, or current events, I can usually tell whether a person is a secular humanist like me and which party they usually vote for. Do we have to think or vote the same to have a quality relationship that includes friendship and intimacy? No. But without some common ground, a long-term connection might not last unless we both agree to just avoid certain topics of conversation, and Facebook, altogether.

Touch them. Of course, you have to be very careful here. I wish it were more straightforward. No means, no, dammit. But I can’t help reaching out and letting a couple of fingers brush across the elbow of someone that has made me really laugh. My gal pal has said that brushing the hip or a breast across the back as you walk by is the ultimate hint. She goes even further, dancing on them with some brushing when a great song comes on. But she’s way better at closing than me. Fearless.

Eye contact is the window to your soul. How can you argue with a Pschyology Today article? Eye contact has always been a struggle for me. eyesI am much more confident communicating with my voice. Holding someone’s gaze is a vulnerable place because you really can see how they feel. So you have to be ready and strong within yourself to accept what you see–or don’t see–there. This is there area I’m going to invest the most effort in on future outings. I think my failure to get a phone number has been connected to fear of letting him know how I really feel about him. I’ll keep you posted after my next field trip, coming up this Friday night. 😉

What strategies to connect have you learned from your not-so-successful outings? Please post your comments. I can use all the help I can get.

Poly Dating is a Bitch

I wouldn’t consider myself aggressive. Confident yes, but not forward or smooth when it comes to taking that leap from acquaintances to “I think you’re smart, funny, and attractive and physical intimacy might be on the table…and perhaps literally on this table right now.”

IMG_0769 (1024x768)I wish we could all just be more direct and honest about who we want to date…and fuck. But that’s not what I’ve observed the world to be. Instead, we have to hint about our feelings and intentions, play coy games. We have to wait two days to text someone or can’t message too much because it might mean something. Instead of worrying about what our behavior might mean, why can’t we just say what we want, instead of making someone guess where we are? I hate how indirect dating communication has gotten. There is no way that I should discover that someone has lost interest in me simply because he has just slowly stopped communicating. Why can’t he just tell me respectfully? I so respect a man who just says, “I’ve really enjoyed our time together but I’m going to spend time with other people.” Its our job to accept when people are honest with us, so they won’t be afraid to do it again in the future.

Flirting is one of my favorite things about the beginning of a relationship. But flirting from a poly position feels dangerous, and not in the good way.

I’m not completely “out” about my poly status for number of reasons:

  1. I’ve lived in the same medium-sized town for over 20 years. I have some level of anonymity, but literally every where I go, I see several people I know. My behavior in public is observed by people who know me, especially if I’m having dinner with a handsome man who is not my husband and we’re making goo-goo eyes. A smaller town would be worse, as would a town with less than 50% poly-accepting hippies as I now enjoy.
  2. My day job requires a certain level of socially-conservative behavior. One e-mail from a “judgmental customer” to my boss about my “lifestyle choice” would result in a shit-storm of egg-shell meetings with HR and eventually probably the elimination of my position.
  3. My day job is not the job I want to have for the rest of my life. As such, I’ve been playing it safe until I achieve economic independence (which you can help by buying my upcoming short stories on Smash Words) or until I find the right day job that doesn’t give a damn what I do after hours.
  4. The last two gal pals I’ve told about my status were so unnerved and unaccepting because they saw my desire to see more than one person as an insult to my wonderful husband and a failing on my part. So obviously, I have no motivation to share it with anyone else.

I’ve only had success finding people to date by using a dating web site that includes the relationship type “non-monogamous.” There I get to say all the things and be completely open about my situation right out of the gate.

Trying to do that in person is another whole ball of wax. For starters, telling someone I’ve only just met that I’m poly is risky business.

  1. Telling them is taking the leap to “sex is on the table.”
  2. Telling someone who is not accepting could scare them away, even as a friend.
  3. There is no guarantee they won’t leak my secret agent status at a later date.

The last two times I’ve revealed my status to someone I was interested in, it did not go well. One never spoke to me again. The other didn’t really know what poly was and thought it meant I was a nymphomaniac who prefers group sex. We never survived the ensuing conversation. That was for the best, but I can’t be sure they’ll keep my secret.

Although trying to date as a poly person is trying at times, I won’t ever give it up. People really bug me, but I also really enjoy getting to know them. I love the phermones that fly between people who have chemistry. I love being attracted to someone who is interesting and makes me laugh. And I love knowing that someone wants me, not just for my voluptuous body, but also because I’m unique, real, clever, and talented. Connecting with people is what life is about, and life is amazingly short, so I see no reason to limit ourselves to one partner at a time as long as we’re ethical.

So, please join me in the revolution to be more respectfully direct in our dating approaches. Please, please comment below if you have something to add to this conversation.

Beautiful Stranger by Audrey Valiant

Beautiful StrangerTo be an erotica writer, or at least a good one, one must also read erotica. If I am anything, I am dutiful, and so I read the work of a friend who also happens to write erotica, Audrey Valiant. In addition to her blog, she has a very tantalizing short story, Beautiful Stranger, free now on smashwords.com.

Audrey’s story is about a saucy small business owner, Colette, who is recently divorced and certainly wanting some serious attention. One evening, just before closing, Colette is paid a visit by one handsome, leather-clad customer. I won’t spoil it by telling you what happens, but let’s just say…her story delivers.

Haven’t we all fantasized about what would happen at work if you could act on your romantic impulses, without all those pesky consequences? Well, Colette and her beautiful stranger get to unleash, and the results are, shall we say, mutually satisfying.

I bought this little number for my e-reader and upon the third reading, I’m still breathless by the end. 😉

I’m excited to see what Audrey will offer next. I follow her on Twitter @AudreyValiant and Facebook so I’ll be the first to know.