Are things really this bad in SF? Do guys with IQs high enough to code software need a guide that tells them how to approach a woman at a networking party? Um… you’re networking, it’s a party. Try “So, what do you do?” This is not rocket science, my friends. Then again, this article did have an brilliant piece of general advice for men on the prowl:
“Take a look at some of the spreads in Details. Do
you look like that? No? Get yourself down to the
Castro or whatever gay district exists in your
town, march into the most fashionable and snooty
clothing store you find and demand that a gay
male employee find an outfit for you. ”
Someone gave me some “Tea Leaf Soap” as a gift awhile back. I finally opened it when I ran out of regular soap and used it this morning. It’s a pretty deep green with little brown tea leaves embedded in it, and it smells nice. Of course, I was covered with little brown tea leaves when I finished washing. When I mentioned to a friend that a debris-laden soap seemed counter productive, she looked at me incredulously, as though I’d missed an entire chapter in the girl handbook. “Rinse it off,” she said. Oh. Right.