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Make Every "Hi" An Invitation To Dance...And Every "Hello" A Lead To Follow

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Instead of asking questions like...

"Ur day?"

Make it a conversation!

Make it a dance!

A dance is usually more fun with a partner.

So, by asking someone how their day is going, you are inviting them for a dance.

Don't invite them and act uninterested.

Invite them to the dance floor with enthusiasm.

Invite them with Gusto!!!

Invite them and demonstrate your interest with great moves

If you chat me up, I'd feel the energy and it's contagious

I'll pick up and vibrate to your frequency

If I always have to drag the conversation you picked all the time, soon, talking with you will be like carrying dead weight.

If we can't sweat and vibrate with our chats, let's not even begin the dance at all.

Don't just ask "ur day?"

And expect

''Fine''

''Ur night?''

''Good.''

These kinds of conversations are a nightmare, a horror to participate in.

Spice it up

"It's a beautiful day today, not as hot as yesterday, hope you are having it as good as I am?"

"Eaten?" No!!!!

"I just finished a full breakfast, guess what I had... I'm sure you are having something or had something fit for royalty...oya tell Me, what did you eat?" YES!!!

When you chat like this, trust me, everyone will look forward to a "hi" from you, because they know what comes next. Rock and Flow!!!

But if you are the ''ok,'' "k", "hi,"  "eaten?" "Night?" "Work?" "Sex?" "Still breathing?" Kind of person

A conversation with you will be a drag, not a dance.

"Hello, nice to e-meet you, do you know your dp reminds me so much of..."

If they are interested, dance

If they aren't

Bounce

Don't embarrass yourself and force conversations on someone who would rather sleep than chat with you...and if you are the one initiating the conversation, the least you can do is make it worthwhile.

You chatted me up, don't make me regret replying.

Make every "Hi" an invitation to dance and every "Hello" a lead to follow.

Happy weekend Famz!!!

My book Water and Fire is still selling, what better way to enjoy your weekend in leap year than with a copy of Water and Fire!!!

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Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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