Sometimes less is more when it comes to game, especially if you are playing for your own amusement (which you should be anyway, because that’s how you detach outcomes from your ego.)
I went to the library over the weekend to get some reading done; I seem to spend all of my reading time on the Internet when I’m at home. Sitting in the upper atrium, I noticed a woman with a colorful sack walk past the seating area. A few minutes later, the colorful bag reappeared coming in the same direction. (Obviously she had circled around the building interior.)
I initiated eye contact and said “wait, you already came this way…am I in the matrix?”
“Oh! Haha, no I went around in a circle…sorry to confuse you!”
SANITY IS THE COURAGE TO LAUGH AT THE WORLD BEFORE IT LAUGHS AT ITSELF
As closing time neared, a library security woman trudged about alerting people to shut down their computers so as to get out on time. A schizophrenic vagrant who is a regulard started to pack up his scarf and notebook. The employee said to him “I’ll see you tomorrow, I’m sure.”
In perfect deadpan, the vagrant replied “I shut down MY computer.” (He obviously didn’t have one.) Miss Trunchbull laughed heartily.
On the way home I was carrying Athol Kay’s book with the title exposed. A dude in the elevator says “married man sex life, huh? So what’s his secret?”
“Pretty simple – you gotta make yourself a high-value man. ”
“Shit man, sounds great,” he said with the air of exhaustion you can always detect in the voices of exasperated husbands and boyfriends.
“You should check out his website, I think you might enjoy it.” I gave him the address, twice for good measure, and hoped one more man would come to the truth, for his own sake and for hers.