So, I ran into Charitee as I was waiting for the bus to come home after work. For those of you who don't know her, she's the Student Senate member who spend six hours in the HelpDesk during one day in the summer where I showed her how to transfer files from one computer to another using a flash drive. Yeah....
I didn't really want to talk to her as I had just gotten off of work, but I also didn't want to be an impolite douche, so I decided to try and make a little small talk when she approached me. Then it dawned on me, this was the perfect opportunity to practice my technique. There wouldn't be much of a challenge, but the stakes were little to none and practice is practice.
So I let her talk about herself and prompt her with questions as she does to keep drawing more out of her. I interspersed the conversation with well placed quips when there was a pause or when she asked me a question, but other than that, I said nothing. I gave the minimum of information while still being interesting. The result? Well, the conversation lasted for a little while as we got on the bus together and traveled up towards University. By Springfield, I thought I had her about ready to bust a gut. By the way she was responding, I could tell that I had her practically wrapped around my finger.
Of course, this isn't saying much, considering, but practice is practice and I was still heartened by her warm reaction. Maybe there's hope for me yet.
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