Beautiful women terrify me. It's difficult to initiate a conversation and I'm terrified I'll somehow blow it.
One of my now good friends and a coworker at work is drop dead gorgeous! Petite, dark hair, perfect shape, Latino, just drop dead gorgeous! I had been assigned to LVL4 support cases that had been elevated to engineering. By default I got the Russian/Ukrainian ones, but this particular case was in Spanish.
I had requested the assistance of a Spanish speaker and they sent "Marta" to assist me! GULP!!
Fortunately, she had printed out the case files and had begun making some notes in English for me. To this day, the only analysis I've been able to do with that case was due to re-reading the English notes.
According to my other coworkers, she translated and explained the entire file for me but I was totally lost and don't remember a thing about that initial conference! My coworkers still tease me to this day about that session. They said I looked like I was in extreme distress! I was! All I could remember is that I could not breath and I think I stared holes in the printout because I was terrified to look at her! Now occasionally, she keeps reminding me that she doesn't bite!
There is a phenomenon that happens with me that my friends have pointed out to me. They've labeled it the "Blue Eyes Effect" and they swear I need to bottle it. Trust me, if I could, I would and I would drown myself in it! Shortly after they pointed it out to me, I tried to figure it out, tried to make it work and that was the driest time of my life! When I gave up trying to "find" it and force it to work, it began working again.
It doesn't happen all the time, and when it does, I'm "lost," again. I can be in a restaurant, in a store, at the park or at the mall and a strange women will walk up to me and comment on my eyes. Sometimes I'm asked if I do theater or movies. (No idea where that comes from). These women are always very good looking and according to my friends, mostly foreign. My best friend and I were at a restaurant and this gorgeous Eastern European woman, (according to my buddy) stops at our table and asked my buddy to take her picture with me! She said I had the most beautiful eyes and something about being a perfect "other half".
When she walked away, my buddy slapped the table and said, "Dude! You've got to bottle that!" Damn! Wish I could! It has brought me a relationship or two and that's been nice.
My first meeting with Natasha was by chance and in the chaos of the airport. Later we met briefly for coffee and exchanged contact info. When I returned home, I was very surprised to also find a message from her on EM. We wrote cards, letters, many emails, sms's and spoke on the phone daily, (that was work!!) and even though I 'thought' I felt comfortable with her, I was a nervous wreck the first 2 days we were together when I went back to visit her exclusively. I've got to say she did the most to make me feel at ease and for that I'm eternally thankful.
I met 'Barbie' at the gun range. Another chance meeting. She was intimidating, however I was able to lose myself in the process of unjamming her rifle and explaining how it functioned and how it was maintained. She made me promise to come back the next week and teach her more. Things just kind of evolved from there.
Oh, and there was "Kara" in early 2005 . . .
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"Kara" was an Air France stewardess I met going over on one of my first trips before I fell for Ancestral ladies!