Okay, here’s one event that happened to me that is a counter point to this little story. I was at a conference in San F some years ago. I was in some noisy disco type bar (remember those?) of the St Francis Hotel drinking with ‘the boss’ and some of the heavy hitters of the firm. Out of the corner of my eye I see this woman making a bee line for me. She marches right up, presents herself, and makes me a direct propositionon the spot without any small talk, and within ear shot of the guys. “I have been watching you� she says, “and you are exactly the type of man I like.� How would you like to come home to my place for a drink? LOL..silly me. I declined, saying that I had a 07:00 a.m. breakfast meeting and I wanted to get back to the room and get some sleep. She passed me her card, and said if you change your mind, call me. As she marched away, I read the card. A local manager of some I.B.M. division. She wasn’t a bad looker either, probably better than average. I was living with a woman at the time and this would have been a social faux pas with the company crowd. Now here was a woman that knew exactly how to get what she wanted. (no, I never did call her, those days, for me, getting encounters with women was like shooting fish in a barrel.) Ya gotta love SanF for this type of action though. One of the better places in North America for being picked up by a woman.