Thursday, 09 July 2009

  • Have Wit, Will Flirt

     

     

    It’s a universally acknowledged fact that I am a flirt.  And a smartass.  But mostly a flirt.  Sometimes, I attempt to rein myself it, specifically if I don’t want to give someone the wrong impression.  Been there.  Done that.  Suffered the unfortunate and awkward “I don’t like you like that” conversations.  That's a good reminder to use my powers for good instead of evil. 

     

    With flirting, it isn’t so much what you say but how you say it.  Facial expression, tone, and emphasis matter.  Most of you have seen me teasing people, acting coy, or blurting out semi-inappropriate statements.  Online.  On the phone.  In person.  So.much.fun.  (Yes, this probably makes me seem like a brainless ninny.  Don’t make me drag out my high IQ just to prove otherwise!)

     

    It’s not appropriate to flirt all of the time.  There’s a time and a place.  But if I think you can take it?  I’ll flirt your pants off.  Figuratively speaking of course.  Most of the time. *wink*  Honestly, good banter amuses me, and yes—banter is a subset of flirting.  Or it can be. 

     

    Flirting can always be a bit precarious.  For instance, if I’m actually interested in you—but you’re attached, or otherwise unavailable—I might flirt with you less.  (There are exceptions to this rule, though.)  Otherwise, I’m torturing myself.  Or wasting good material.  Possibly both.  Truthfully, flirting doesn’t always have to go somewhere, and a lot of times, it’s just fun.  Some people might feel safe flirting with those who are already taken, because it can’t lead anywhere.  Well, not can’t.  But usually not.  For me?  That’s like waving coffee in front of me at six in the morning—and then not giving it to me.  It can only careen downhill from there.

     

    Sometimes, flirting pushes boundaries that one wouldn’t normally push.  I’ve been the object of a few accidental rumors, before, because I was a little liberal with my attentions.  Whoops.  Hey, I’m not so much of an angel.  Sure, sure—I might look the part.  But that’s just my clever disguise. 

     

    It’s easy to tell when a woman is flirting and wants it to go somewhere.  The attitude is distinctly different.  It’s flirting with a smile vs. flirting with a smirk.  It's flirting for amusement vs. flirting with intent.  And if you have any questions about the difference, feel free to see me after class. 

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