I posted a thread earlier about my experiences yesterday at harp camp with my girlfriend and an ex-coworker. Against my better judgment but for the sake of experiment, I decided to continue wearing the pheromones around my girlfriend Andrea and co-worker Anne. This time, however, I reversed my application points, splitting a spray of IO between my wrists and putting a spray of IFM on each side of my neck. Things didn’t go as well or as obviously today, as my girlfriend was now more alert to Anne’s presence, and I didn’t see Anne that much anyway. There were a couple of things, however. First, I realized Anne and her mom were in the hall outside the classroom in which Andrea, myself, and a few other students were working, so I excused myself to go the bathroom. When I stepped out, Anne turned to see who it was and then walked up and hugged me. Previously, at work, she had given me a couple of hugs, such as on the day she quit and the evening shift all pitched in to get her a going away/good luck in college cake, and everyone gave her a little hug. Those hugs were more token actions however, with the arms wrapping around but very little of the arms touching. More like an, “I barely remember your name but its nice to see you after four years” hug. Today, however, it seemed to be a genuine hug.
This in itself was not that strange; she might have simply felt more comfortable when in a non-work setting. However, in the middle of the hug, she told me to “be careful” and afterwards explained that she had just gotten a tattoo on her hip, and showed it to me. She’s rather thin, and had bruised all the way around to the front of her stomach above the thigh. She wasn’t even comfortable sitting down, yet she had hugged me. She didn’t follow me nearly as much, though she wasn’t around as much either.
Around lunchtime, the group watched a movie for a break, and my girlfriend’s mother brought my girlfriend and me to Raising Cane’s to pick up some chicken. When we got back and were sitting with another friend, Anne walked up behind us and helped herself to a couple of my fries and started talking to me. Girlfriend’s hackles raised, but neither of us were entirely sure what to say. Finally, our friend, who is also a friend of Anne’s, and who I had told about the experience from yesterday, started trying to stop her, and she finally came around and sat down, rather uncomfortably.
Later in the day, Anne’s boyfriend and another friend showed up, and Anne introduced them, saying “I brought some friends,” directly to me. The few other things she said before I had to go to class were also said directly to me. A minute or so before I went to class, her boyfriend was on the phone, and she had been facing away from him and his friend and towards me nearly since they had arrived, she makes eye contact, and rather quietly says my name for no particular reason. About ten seconds after that, I got called into the classroom.
Before I left, I saw her hugging her boyfriend in the hallway, even when some of my friends and class mates were around, but whenever I was around, she seemed more likely to be facing me, like there was a sort of beacon, especially when I was within scent/dispersion range. So, not as exciting as yesterday, and I was also being more cautious, as my girlfriend had talked to me about the whole thing last night.
A couple of other, less significant signs came from students in my class. One girl, the same age as me, hadn’t particularly noticed me until I had to pass near close by her to get a music stand. After that, I kept noticing her looking at me during class. It wasn’t flirty and she never smiled. She would make eye contact from across the room, as if just observing what I was doing. If I made eye contact and broke it, she would return to whatever she had been doing. Later, I decided to go by a little coffee drive-through before work since I was feeling rather tired (a side-effect of the pheromones? or so I’ve read on other posts.) The girl who took my order was the only one working there, and I was close to the window. She opened the window, apologized for making me wait, was about to take my order, and suddenly got very chatty. She asked if “they” had f***ed up my schedule too and started complaining about how she had huge gaps in hers in the morning, the suddenly remembered that I don’t go to her school anymore and asked where I attended and just seemed to keep talking about school and other things. I couldn’t even remember her name, and I don’t think she could remember mine. The only other time I went to the coffee shop, she also took my order. That time, it was more to the point. “What would you like?” “A caffee latte, please.” “Any particular flavor you want in it?” “Mocha, please.” “That’ll be such-and-such dollars.”
So, that’s my report for the day. I’m still learing how to write these reports. Excitement from having the pheromones is making me notice every little detail, so I’m having trouble separating the relevant from the coincidental and trivial.