I used to hate meeting people. I'd mumble "hey" and look at the floor. About 20 years ago, I lived across the street from a lady who became my best friend at the time. Both of us were stay at home moms, and she had two boys, one the same age as my little boy. She was very sure of herself and outgoing with everybody. I was comfortable with her, and by that time, I had learned to be comfortable with people I knew in small group. We would hang out and talk all the time. Remember, I didn't get diagnosed until a few years ago, so people just thought I was "wierd" or "sometimes shy". She asked me why I did that when I met people, or why I left the room when new people came in. I told her I didn't know. She taught (made) me how to meet people. Told me to look them in the eye, smile, offer my hand and taught me how to give a surprisingly firm handshake. Not as firm for other women. She told me I would win men's respect if I greeted them that way. I tried it the first time when her Pastor came to visit. She had convinced me that because he is a Pastor, it's ok. He's not going to laugh at me. I tried it. It wasn't bad. Well, it wasn't too bad. I tried to remind myself all the time to do that. Over the years, it's become a reflex. I always do that now, and I feel that I have a pretty good ability to size somebody up by the way they respond. It doesn't bother me to actually meet people at all anymore. What bothers me is sometimes after meeting them I have to listen to them talk and pay attention, which I really don't want to do because they usually aren't very interesting.
The only time I ever get nervous meeting people is when I meet extremely good looking men. I've been married 25 years to a good looking husband. Most women I know tell me without me asking how good looking he is. I love him very much and don't want anyone else. I don't know why being around a very good looking man does that to me. It's like I don't even want him to look at me. I can't talk to him at all. That's for very good looking men over about 25. If they are under 25, in my mind they go into the "kid" catagory. I don't shake hands with kids or anything, I just wave. I call all kids "sweetie" or "honey", and I'm very motherly. In a way that cannot be misinstrued as coming on to them. I don't make it that way on purpose, thats just how it is. But if that man is over about 25 or so, you can forget me saying more than two words to him or even being in the same room with him for long at all. If one were to flirt with me, I would probably just get up and walk out because I would think he was making fun of me. And, I've been told I'm very pretty. I just don't see it. Never have.
Frances