New clothes for the emperor

On a couple of recent occassions out on the town, I looked around and realized that I'd forgotten how to approach women, or chat them up even. Not that I was ever profilic in this regard. I was indeed a member of the breezers club [I think floating was the vocabulary used where I came from], and even then would be literally lost for words in the company of attractive women.

Apart from providing the courage to approach someone, alcohol also generally provides one with lots of stuff to say. Killing 2 tricky birds with one stone. And I did experiment a little before realizing that some things aren't for everyone. I remember once in campus after a couple of drinks [pushkins] we headed off to box, and a number of chics' rooms. One in particular asked me sometime afterwards if I remembered what I'd been telling her that night. All I remember is that I was happy and she was laughing. Yes. In that order. I wish I could remember what I went on about. Probably the kind of stuff I could never come up with while sober. It's amazing what can happen when one is without inhibition. So, now that I'm sober and have been out of the game for quite a while, the only thing I can come up with is "can I buy you a drink?" And even in the scenarios where this is appropriate or gets a positive response, that's it. I'm done.

There's hope though. It's like riding a bike. The more you practise, the better you get. Well, I guess in that sense it's like a lot of other things. What a guy needs is to get back into the thick of things. Get Kamikaze to provide a few lines. Start on a clean slate. Not exactly sure where to start. Was it aJamaa who mentioned that in SA guys approach women even in supermarkets. It was probably someone else. Anyway, where there's a will, there's a number