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Social Cues, Wardrobe and the Viagra Triangle Prostitute

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Rachel Canis

Rachel Canis is president of Best Foot Forward.

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For better or worse, I give people more credit than they deserve. I wasn't born yesterday, but I have an open mind and try to look at people and situations in the best light possible. But sometimes that backfires.

Tuesday night after the Sub 51 party for ChicagoNow bloggers (which was a blast, by the way!), my cast of characters went to one of the more popular Rush Street establishments. Blame it on the caffeine or on heredity, but I talk to everyone.

On any given evening, I leave with five new business cards, three new Facebook friends, six great stories and a partridge in a pear tree. I'll even briefly chat with the weirdo or the intoxicated. You get my point. I was particularly wound up from enjoying the night with my new blogger pals.
 
In the reserved VIP section is a darling young lady sitting by herself. She has creamy and beautiful skin, thick and healthy hair, huge eyes and actress-like good looks. She was not overly made up and was wearing jeans and a semi-fitted sweater. Even as a 99.9 percent heterosexual female, you couldn't help but notice she had a rather large chest.

My friend, Bart, who I've known for 20 years decides to chat with her. But I knew I would find out more talking to her on my own. Though I can't remember her name to save my life, she claimed to have just moved to Chicago two weeks ago from Arizona for medical school.

This is supposedly why she was at the bar by herself. She planned on studying dermatology. She was 22, Polish and had very nice posture. She told me where she lived. I was warning her about Chicago winters and talking about my dating company. She was not skanky in the least bit. She actually looked like someone who would've played the clarinet in high school.

Satisfied, I returned to the group and told them she was a doctor. I may have bet on it. I told Bart he was being narrow minded. I said dermatolgists could be pretty, too.

Well, I'll cut right to the chase. As the place filled up, she went to the bathroom and came back. She apparently went to change shoes. The leg started swinging and she had on seven-inch stilletto open-toe boots. Tons of men were buying her drinks. Another Italian, leather-clad guy came out of the woodwork to chat with some of them. She was texting up a storm.

Bart will never let me live this down because clearly she wasn't prescribing zit or wrinkle cream. She was working it, turning tricks and was a member of the oldest profession.

As always, I have a point. Be aware of the social cues you are sending. (Doctors presumably don't behave that way.) First impressions may not be right. Whatever your career path, you should still dress well. Until next time, remember to always put your best foot forward.

For more dating advice, contact Rachel Canis at Best Foot Forward.

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Daniel Scogin said:

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I think this blog is insulting and frankly quit boring! How can you label someone as a prostitute without actually asking her or soliciting her? You are basing this off a pair of shoes?

Did you see money exchanged? Maybe she is doctor AND very confident in her sexuality. Every think about that?

Also, after your grossly awkward segment on ChicagoNow Radio, I feel you should not be giving advice to anyone (and yes I have seen the website; I will get into that in an upcoming blog)!

I urge the singles out there to be cautious with not only who they talk to in a bar, but who the seek out for "professional" advice!

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