| I just arrived home from a great night out on the town. I went to a hipster bar in Boston, an environment where I always shine. I was meeting a few groups of people there from varying social circles.
I could talk about the sexy red head lawyer I met, or the blond girl that just got home from Ireland, but I'm not going to. Instead I'd like to focus on a simple interaction.
While I was walking around the bar, I bumped into a girl who I had been on a few dates with in the past. I could say that in the right circumstances she would have a shot at being a girl I could legitimately date. She is one of the smartest girls I know and her sense of humor trumps most. She is very attractive with a big smile and piercing blue eyes. Unfortunately she is a pre-med student in a far off land.
She brings me over and introduces me to her friends. They all seem pretty fun and are having a good time. I am ready to dance and socialize. A short stocky guy aggressively comes over and sticks out his hand. She yells in my ear..."this is my brother Chris"
I shake his hand. This is different than meeting any other guy in a group of friends. The psychology behind these types of interactions are sometimes the most interesting ones. Instantly we now have a battle of dominance. She does not realize this, but I do. Chris is also aware...but he does not realize that I have met thousands of overprotective brothers. He is ill equipped for the situation.
"What's your name?"
He aggressively asks me my name, without a smile and with an overly firm handshake. I tell him my name, and return the firm handshake. He then yells...
"I'm Chris, I am her brother!"
The bar is loud, but I hear him just fine. Regardless, I look at him as if I don't understand. Our handshake is now still and we are just gripping hands tightly. He takes a step in to repeat himself....
"I'm Chris!!"
He leans in and yells a little louder. I do not lean in at all. I do not raise my voice. The more submissive person will always accommodate for the conversation.
I ask, "What is your name??... Tim?"
I purposely get his name wrong and so he tries even harder to speak clearly. He is up on his toes, and screaming his name. I definitely won this latent battle. This is subconscious to Chris, but I am in control of this whole conversation. I let him off the hook at this point and tell him,
"Oh okay, nice to meet you Chris." and we finally release our handshakes.
I grab his sister, and we go out 10 feet away to dance. I'd forget he was there all together except that I can see him out of the corner of my eye, leaning against the wall watching me. It doesn't bother me in the least, and I contemplate pushing his buttons even more. I don't because I understand his motive for being aggressive and it is genuine for his younger sister.
I dance with her friends as and talk to the other guys in the group. Chris asks me about my intentions with his sister. I don't take this question serious...
"I'm hoping for marriage but I haven't quite asked her yet."
He is not taking these jokes too lightly, but I am. I tell him some bull shit story how we met on the Internet and I can just see his jaw drop in disbelief, because he has no idea if I am serious or not. Then I tell him vaguely how we actually met. I ask him a couple questions, comment on some of the other women here, and encourage him to approach them. I knew he wouldn't but I can tell he is semi appreciative of the encouragement. I talk about how I have a younger sister and how I always try to intimidate any of her dating partners. He thinks that we are bonding on this subject and before long, Chris is buying me drinks while I am grinding on his sister.
Chris may have had too many drinks by the end to actually form an opinion of me, but his opinion doesn't matter. We deal with these obstacles just to get what we want.
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