Originally Posted by Adam Strange
Last week, a male ESI and I went out for a drink (him scotch, me iced tea) at a local restaurant and our server was a female IEE who was flirting mercilessly with my divorced friend. I felt that she was taking advantage of a guy who is thirsting for drink in a desert, and maybe she wasn't intentionally being mean by dangling water in front of him, but it came to the same thing.
After a couple drinks and during an interlude, he said to me that she was really HOT and he'd just love to take her home and make wild love to her.
I told him that that wasn't the approach that would work with her. Instead, he needed to tone it down completely and act inert.
He couldn't believe it, since she was acting so sexily assertively, kind of with complete abandon.
I said "Nope. She's testing you to see if you respond like you want her. If you come on to her, she'll cut you off in a heartbeat.
"Here. I'm really familiar with her Duals. I'll act like one the next time she comes around. Just watch this."
Up to this point, she had been pretty much ignoring me, but when she came back, she started flirting mercilessly with my friend, and I said quietly, "Why are you working in a bar? I'll bet you're great with little kids."
She looked at me like she was seeing me for the first time. "I loooove kids. I AM great with them."
"And I'll bet that you'd be fun to travel with. To Paris, for example."
She swooned. "I LOOOOVE Paris! I'd do anything to get there."
Then she caught herself. "Wait a minute. How do you know so much about me?"
I pointedly looked at my friend. See this, dude? Socionics is all true. Then I said to her, with deadpan Te, "The shoes. I always look at the shoes."
My friend was laughing.
She recovered her balance. "You should come home with me and see my shoe collection."
I looked at her in a timid way. "I don't think that would be a good idea. I don't think that's a good idea at all."
"You'd love it!" She leaned close, over the table, in case I hadn't noticed that she's female. "I'm not married, you know," she said, apologetically. "The only thing is, I have nine cats."
"Of course you do."
Another waitress called her away to serve some other customers, and my ESI friend was laughing. "How did you do that? It's impossible!"
I said, "Man, there are only sixteen people. And each one is only looking for one person. All you have to do is be that person. Or imitate them."
He looked at his third drink. "I can't believe this."