[ WP ] You 're at a pub when you see an attractive woman sitting alone at a table , after you approach her and talk for a while you hit it off ; only to find out that she is there to meet someone she met online .

“ Come on Jim go talk to her. ” One of my friends coerced me. I had refused to look at the girl he kept gesturing to with his beer stone on principal. I didn ’ t pick up girls at bars. I was looking for a long term relationship, and the odds just weren ’ t good of finding one here. 
 
 I decided to humor him because this was the fourth time he ’ d asked, and he was my best friend. I was very glad I did. She was a normal girl next door kind of pretty. She was by herself, which made approaching easier. She wore glasses which meant she had a higher than average probability of being intelligent, or more likely, she wanted to look intelligent. Either was good because it meant she placed a high value on intellect either way. What sealed the deal, was she had a t-shirt from my blog store. 
 
 My blog didn ’ t do well at all, and only had a handful of loyal followers. I had only ever sold one t-shirt, and she was wearing it. I had stayed up at night wondering who had thought it was worth spending fifteen dollars on me, and here was the answer, kind of cute, and wearing glasses, just begging to be chatted up. 
 
 “ I ’ ll be right back. ” I told my friend. He patted me on the back said. 
 
 “ Told you. ” My friend knew about my blog, and also knew about the t-shirt. 
 
 I didn ’ t have any situational openers for bars, but I did know a lot about my own blog, so the opener was easy. 
 
 “ Age before video games? ” I asked as I sat down. She laughed and nodded. 
 
 “ I can ’ t believe anyone else reads that blog. ” She responded, looking excited to see me. 
 
 “ I know right? There ’ s what 22 followers? ” I asked again. 
 
 “ 23 last I checked. ” She responded. “ I got my friend hooked to. ” 
 
 “ So tell me. ” I said. “ You like country dancing, flipping other people ’ s kayaks, putting stink bombs in geocaches, and sitting in the back at church so if you fall asleep the priest doesn ’ t notice. ” She nodded at each activity. 
 
 “ I got most of the ideas from the blog, but yes to all. ” Before I could continue she interjected. 
 
 “ Hey, can I talk to you later. I setup this date online and he should be here any minute. ” I was a bit sad at the dismissal, but she did make a point of inviting me to talk again. 
 
 “ Sure. ” I said. “ By the way, do you have a smart phone that gets internet access here? I know this can be a bit of dead zone. ” She nodded and showed me her phone as proof. 
 
 “ Why? ” She asked. 
 
 “ You ’ ll see. ” I said, and went to sit back down. 
 
 The guy came in, and they talked for an hour, while I fiddled with my phone and chatted with my buddy. He wanted me to go over and start something, but I assured him everything was under control. He got more and more agitated as time went on, but I was cool as a cucumber. This was a done deal. 
 
 After the guy left for the evening I went back over and sat down. 
 
 “ So. ” She said. “ Where were we? ” 
 
 “ Open the blog, he just posted something. ” She obliged and opened her phone. 
 
 “ Just met this cute girl at a bar. We ’ re going kayaking and geocaching this weekend. Alright ordered the stink bombs from amazon. ”
