I get approached by strangers semi-frequently. I have no idea what the typical average is, but mine hovers around once every couple months. So, when I was propositioned three times this past week…that blew my average right out of the water! It sunk my battleship!

This makes me think I’ve begun to master the art of looking nonchalantly “available”. And while 2:3 invitations were about job opportunities, there must have been something in my nebulous aura that said “I’m available — Hire me”.

The third incident happened during an intense Sunday hula hooping session. He smiled my way and apologized for not flirting correctly with me. I was intrigued…or maybe I was smitten with his bare-chested topless self decked out in a pirate’s hat. Yep. I can never attract the normal ones. However, at the time I thought he was feeding me a line. It was only until he ran down an entire city block to catch up with me that I realized: this boy must really want to get to know me. I didn’t need to give him my number. After exchanging a handshake, name, and smile, he tracked me down on facebook.

That’s pretty neat. At least I don’t suck at projecting availability.