We met for the first time tonight. She’s attractive, lively, and funny. Over dinner we finally got around to the subject of astrology. While she admitted that should couldn’t see how it could possibly work at a physical level, she has had some persuasive experiences with two astrologers. I was gratified to see she was not uncritically accepting of it, and that she doesn’t believe in psychics or other aspects of the paranormal.
I explained that “hits” by astrologers, psychics, and stage magicians can all be explained by ordinary phenomena. We talked about cold reading, confirmation bias, Occam’s Razor, etc.
In the meantime, she kept trying to find out my sign, but I wouldn’t say. “Are you a Taurus? Scorpio?” I kept mum. Then I looked at her and said, “Are you an Aquarius?” She was amazed and asked, “Who told you? How did you know?”
It was a pure guess. I had a one in twelve chance, and hit it! (Or maybe I really am psychic, and don’t know it!!! Cue Twilight Zone theme.)
We had an interesting conversation, and I did my best not to seem arrogant or intolerant. We were both able to open up with some relatively personal things, so I think we felt comfortable with each other. We have our differences, but we got along well enough that it’s certainly worth getting to know her a little better.
All in all, a pretty good first date. I’m going out of town for a week, but we agreed to get together again when I get back.
So thanks again for all your advice.
P.S. I never did tell her my birth date. But we agreed that I’ll e-mail her four sets of birth info, one true, and let her try to figure out which sign I am. Interestingly, even though she kept asking me if I was one sign or another, in the course of our whole conversation neither of us mentioned my actual sign. I think it was the only one of the twelve that we didn’t name all night.