So I’ve always kinda doubted that zodiac stuff, you know? But after seeing tons of TikTok videos gushing about Leo-Taurus couples, I figured why not test it myself. Started last month by digging out my old journals – gotta have some real-life evidence, right?
The Setup Phase
First thing I did was scroll through five years of Facebook posts and messenger chats. Wrote down every single interaction I ever had with Taurus folks. Total pain honestly – turns out I knew way more Taureans than I thought! My fingers practically cramped from typing all night.
- Pulled up Janine’s 2019 birthday dinner pics (stubborn as hell when choosing the restaurant)
- Re-read Mark’s breakup text thread (took him three days to reply to my “we need to talk”)
- Found receipts from that Taurus coworker who owed me lunch money for literal months
The Live Experiment
Armed with all this? Time for phase two. Started actually hanging out with Taureans again. Made plans with two Leo buddies too for comparison. Here’s how it shook out:
- Met Sarah (Taurus) for coffee. Showed up 20 minutes late “because traffic” then ordered the most expensive latte. Flirted shamelessly.
- Three hours later with Tom (Leo)? He literally brought a slideshow about his new podcast.
- Texted Michael (Taurus) about car troubles. Didn’t reply for 26 hours then sent: “Fixed it yesterday. WD40.”
By week two I was ready to quit. Barely got anything done tracking these people! Forgot to record two Capricorn interactions by accident – whoops.
The Big Revelation
Woke up Thursday after canceling plans with Mike (another Taurus) “because headache.” He showed up at my door anyway with homemade chicken soup. Sat silently watching me eat it for 30 minutes. That’s when it clicked:
- Taureans don’t give you fireworks – they give you goddamn bedrock.
- Leos want constant validation. Taurus just… exists reliably. Even if it means ambushing you with soup.
- My Leo friend actually blocked me for three days when I forgot his promotion post. Meanwhile Sarah sent my cat birthday gifts two years running.
Was about to trash my notebook last night when my husband (Gemini, sigh) joked: “Your Tauruses are like human weighted blankets.” Almost spilled my tea. That’s it exactly! Not fireworks – warmth. Not exciting but… always there. Even when you don’t ask. Even when you’re being a flaky Leo like me.
Still think zodiac’s mostly nonsense though. Mostly. Unless chicken soup is involved.
