Just a couple notes:
1) I walked into the room post-makeover without my glasses because I wanted to make the change look as drastic as possible. I put them back on because I don’t wear contacts (my eyes don’t focus in the same place, so without the prescription lenses, I have double vision… which could be advantageous if I want to hang out with twice as many chicks at any one time).
2) As a general rule, I don’t like bothering people when they have an agenda. If I’m on a walk around the neighborhood and someone’s mowing their lawn, I’ll let ‘em keep mowing. If they see me and stop to talk, then I will. Thus, when I’m standing in a mall and a whole bunch of women have their own shit to do, I don’t like having to interrupt them for whatever reason. I found a couple girls who were sitting down and had a lot less trouble chatting with them—it was trying to head people off at the pass to say, “Hey there!” Especially since it was usually followed by, “Oh, shot down…”
3) While talking to those two girls, the “gooey thing in my ear” was my earpiece about to fall out. Granted, it was a pretty bad excuse for reaching up and pushing it back in, but I had to think of something fast—that thing wasn’t going to wait for me to come up with a better reason. And then I had the same problem again when I was about to stand up and leave: it finally popped out. “My friends say I don’t listen to them enough.”
P.S. The reason I freaked in that clip during my makeover was actually because it was so quiet—the tin foil was blocking out the alien radio signals…
