Mingling Machine

This weekend I was a mingling machine. The funny part is, the first random person I actually struck up a conversation with (I pulled the "so what beers are good here?" card) happened to be married. I noticed the ring just as the words were leaving my mouth. Oh the irony. But it got better! Miracle of miracles I actually went up to a group of guys I'd been making eye contact with and started chatting. I didn't even have to get wasted to do it (ok I had had a drink or two but was no where near inebriated).

Obviously even I'm surprised at myself, since I've previously written about how I suck at socializing. I really can't pin point what happened this weekend, otherwise I'd be sure to share my wisdom with the masses. I just sucked it up and did it. I took the repeated eye contact as my cue that the other party was interested and boom, "hey what's up guys?"

"Oh hey fellas" photo courtesy of Kristen

Pretty much, I threw caution to the wind. That's all it takes, 5 seconds of not being self conscious. Every time I go out I always tell myself that I'm going to be awesome and approachable and just exude self confidence; the only difference is that this time I actually did it. And generally people respond favorably to that. If they aren't a total dickhead then they will at least humor you for a little while (and if they are rude, then consider yourself lucky that you didn't have to waste one more second putting up with that!).