easily, or if she just doesn’t know she does it, but the fact is, she does, and it’s something
I have to take into account.
The second problem is the venue. Restaurants are notoriously difficult to approach in,
simply because people are psychologically “boxed off.” If you didn’t join them at their
table as they were seated, they will have a natural aversion to outsiders (who are not their
waiter) coming up to them.
For a moment, I thought about just writing off the opportunity and letting it pass me by.
But this girl was so stunning, the fact that she was by herself at a restaurant reading a
book instead of with another guy told me that she was more than likely available, and it
would be a CRIME to let her go.
I began to look at the situation strategically.
I was with another girl, so that would give me a great deal of lee-way in how bold I could
be in approaching her. If you’re with a girl, that always makes you a “safer” guy to other
women, because they don’t expect you to be hitting on them.
There were also two distinct things about her situation I could comment on. The first was
that she was by herself. The second was the fact she was reading a book.
I was too far away from her table to simply lean over and start talking to her. If I wanted
to approach her, I’d either have to get up and walk over to her, or I would have to time
my approach to coincide when she was leaving the restaurant.
Either way, I didn’t like my options. Again, approaching her at her table would be
difficult because of the psychological barrier. Timing the approach to when she’s leaving
would be hard because she’d be set to go, and I had my friend to worry about, so at best, I
would get a weak number close.
Then, I noticed something.
The waiter who was attending to us was the same waiter who was attending to her!
The waiter, because he’d been serving her, could by-pass the psychological barrier to
outsiders joining her. So I decided to try something I’d never attempted before: I was
going to give my waiter an opener to use on the girl I wished to meet.
I called my waiter over.
“Yes?” he said.
I pointed to the girl. “You see that girl over there?” I asked.
“Yes,” he said.
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