Ok, today was a bike day. I’m going to try and keep this short. I’m going for a subtle mixture to try and soften my image and not cause too many self-effects, since I’ll be operating a potentially risky motor vehicle- a motorcycle. And, how can I put this delicately- my jacket always smells stale. It probably has plenty of androstenone in it. I wash it once in a while but it still smells a bit washing it once or twice a month.
Today I wore WAGG and Instant Female Magic covered with lotion. I put on some gauntlet gloves to keep the wind off my arms. It’s warm here but these are special gloves with an Outlast lining and they wick away heat, my hands don’t perspire much until the temps hit 90+. I get on the bike (it’s a little 250 sportbike, not exactly testosterone laden but fun to ride- gets excellent mpg, I usually get about 60-75… my other rides are scooters) and go to the gas station, fill up, and go talk to the Pakistani guy working there. He’s reserved and I buy a few things.
I go next to the coffee shop, go to the bathroom. People are watching me a little anyways, as I stick out wearing a motorcycle jacket. I put on a spray of Instant Shine and Instant Honesty. I walk out to go order some coffee after a bit, letting the neroli die down and washing off my hands.
The guy behind the counter, whom I’ve seen before on several occasions, is really glad to see me. I make eye contact with him, not too much. There seems to be a sense of trust I am sending him. I order some coffee and he’s very polite and upbeat the whole time. I go and sit down to drink the iced coffee.
A woman and her boyfriend are there ordering coffee. The woman comes to sit down right across from me on the sofa, and gives me a brief look, and I give her a little more than a glance, looking her in the eyes. Then 30 seconds later, she seems to realize “oh, I have a boyfriend”. She gets up and returns to her boyfriend, who is chatting with the counter jockey/barista and is oblivious. I get up to sit near the window, pretending to be disturbed that I might have shocked her. People seem calm around me. I get up to go sit outside and another blond woman eyes (early middle age, perhaps?) follow me on the way out, and I turn my head briefly and glance at her.
I go back in. Blond woman B seems interested in me. I go talk to the barista, maybe try for some small talk. “Hey, are you guys hiring?” “Oh, no… sorry. We just got some new hires… students.”. “Yeah, that’s OK, thanks anyways”. Typical around here, but I don’t press the issue. I probably look overqualified anyways, and I’m not desperate for work; this was just an attempt to solicit small talk. Blond Woman B watches me walk out, and I get on the motorcycle and go to the grocery store.
I get to the grocery and I can still smell a little of the Neroli, so it’s still there. I pick up some milk and a few things, go to the checkout. There’s a woman with dark brown hair there. I look at her, she looks at my eyes briefly. I can’t tell her ethnicity- Hispanic? Italian? Her accent is normal. I’m polite, but don’t say too much, but I do look at her alot. She seems beautiful, in a simple kind of way, and I’m noticing this alot. She like a beautiful, delicate wildflower. She looks shy, and doesn’t look back. She picks up my bag and hands it to me, making brief eye contact. She seems to be shaking slightly, or a bit nervous. Her hand is shaking lightly… what does this mean? Is she attracted to me? I don’t know, but it was an interesting experience, and I tell her "thank you and look into her eyes, but she looks away.. I felt bad I made her a bit nervous, but then again, maybe I gave her a thrill?
I ride home about 2 1/2 miles and I still notice some self effects from the instant shine and instant honesty- I’m getting more used to the self effects and can dismiss them easier. During the ride I notice some minor things, such as a feeling I’m riding especially gracefully and smooth, taking corners with ease- my speed and riding style are otherwise normal, but I don’t slow down in corners quite as much and rely more on counter-steering. The “flying” sensation is really enhanced and I’m in a groove. I get home and I still notice some self-effects, but again they are easier for me to “look through” now. Everything I do seems to be smooth and my awareness is enhanced, wheather it is blipping the throttle on downshifts or coasting down to a stop. I don’t really feel impared, rather I’m doing it better.
I think it stood up to the wind test OK, not sure how it would fare going more than 3-4 miles, though. It definitely does get rid of the neroli, though.