Lets do this!

Ok so I was thinking that maybe I should get this "I'm starting my new job" blog post over with...

On Monday I start my service commitment for 10 months with City Year Milwaukee which ended up being a better fit for now instead of the Peace Corps. Along with a spanking brand new snazzy uniform I get to meet around 60-70 new people and that ladies and gentlemen is FREAKING me out... But I'm also nervous about these new places I'm about to go to, not literally since I'm staying in Milwaukee, but I will most definitely be leaving my comfort zone and my social butterfly switch will most likely be on the "on" setting all the time (how exhausting) regardless, its a different world that I'm not used to and maybe it will take some getting used to. One thing I know for sure I'm going to try my best to enjoy it!

Ok now that the above message has been shared let us get to the nitty gritty : )

So I decided to go to Wisconsin's greatest festival for Heart Attacks Waiting to Happen... or in other words Wisconsin State Fair and because the day was gloomy and I was going against my will (only a little) I dressed while putting little effort... translation would be literally my comfy mom jeans (can you still call them that if you are not a mom?), a blah grey T-Shirt, because it was chilly a yellow scarf, and my sensible black flats. No makeup, nothing special to the hair and I didn't even bother with contacts. I was attempting to send a message, IT DIDN'T COME THROUGH! So here I am being called over by a guy that seems to be selling something so like the shopaholic I am I approach him... Little did I know it was to get my number and to be my friend.... 8 - /...
Although I have to give him points for properly introducing himself, he quickly lost them when he went for the number after the introduction... Really? Sorry I don't give my number like that. Second fail? Asking if we could be friends when your intentions were far from friendship. Third fail? Assuming the reason I did not give you my number was because you were African-American.
This my friends made it very very very easy to walk away from him.
Although I did get flustered because my friends ditched me in my moment of need, I knew that that was not what I expect an approach to be like.
Perfect approach?
It has to be confident but not overly so, sweet but not melodramatic, there must be an interest expressed and there has to be a wow factor... In short, I'll know when I see it.
Maybe he could have complemented the color of my scarf, asked my name before my number...

Oh boys please go back in time and learn from the real men.
Seriously wishing I was stuck in a movie with Gregory Peck, Cary Grant or Gene Kelly... I'm not picky you choose.

Until next time, when my vintage dreams clash with my modern reality