A few days ago I was sitting in a cafe, reading a book and enjoying myself. At the next table was a woman in her fourties. Not ugly but not overly attractive as well.
I was reading a book and when I was searching for my cigarettes I put the book on the table. The woman bend forward and looked at the title. It was a book by Peter Scholl-Latour, a journalist who traveled the world and who died recently. He has profound knowledge and insight into the far east and has met a lot of politicians. The title of the book was "Die Welt aus den Fugen". You could roughly translate that to: "The world falling apart".
Sweet little cupcake didnīt seem to like the title of that book. She asked me "Can I ask you a question?" I said "Sure". She continued: "This is a very negative title. There are more positive books. We should read books about how to make the world a better place!"
Ok...I had a long day at work and wanted to read something stimulating. But unfortunatelly, I havenīt asked little cupcake for her opinion, when I bought that book.
I told her: "Well that is all nice...but in order to make the world better, we have to understand the problems first. Donīt you think?"
She then tried to have a conversation with me. I emphasize "tried". Whenever she said something, it was very vague. Someting like "You know, times are so difficult and people are not treating each other well. In former times, the world wasnīt so cold. Nowadays it seems people donīt treat each other with respect and it is all about power and money."
I then told her that the world was also pretty messed up in the past. And that during the cold war, there was a constant threat of nuclear warfare. And that the Cuba crisis wasnīt so funny after all.
She then continued how politicians are all greedy nowadays and that the world and the people are somehow not what they once were....and people do not connect with each other...and everything was so difficult and confusing.
I then told her that politicians have always been greedy and corrupted and that cruelty is nothing new...that the inquisition has killed and tortured thousands of people. I have to admit that I got a sadistic pleasure from taking all her naive comments apart. I spared her a detailed explanation of waterboarding or an excourse to people like Charles Manson. I was afraid she might get scared and start crying.
Now, me being a realist (some would say a pessismist) and sometimes a misanthrope understood what she wanted to say, but she was very confused and all over the place. I was quickly losing my patience with her but out of a sadistic pleasure, I played along and I countered every statement of her with a question. "What exactly do you mean? Can you explain that?" and so on.
This was definitely not going the way she was expecting. I could see that she was very irritated by my questions. After a while she stopped talking.
I understand that she was just trying to chat me up and maybe she just tried to flirt with me. But a woman in her fourties should at least have a basic understanding how flirting works. (Not that this would have helped in any way, because she was not my type at all).
Women always claim that they are have a higher "emotional intelligence" and they are better communicators then men. Where the fuck are those women? Most women seem to be unable to chat up a guy without stuttering or being all over the place. And even when I was flirting with a woman I was interested in, she would often cause irritating breaks in the conversation, even when I tried to build bridges for her, helping her to keep the flow and offering her multiple points she could connect.
If that woman would just have tried to flirt with me, even if it would have been silly, I could have appreciated that. I would not have given her my number but at least it would not have been such an awkward experience. Lady, if you have no clue, what you are talking about, plase shut the fuck up!
Thank god, I didnīt have a book about a computer related topic. Otherwise she might have told me that computers are "creepy" and that they always freak her out when something doesnīt work.
If I had the same "flirting skills" like that woman in her fourties, I would still be a virgin!
Women are better communicators! My ass!