RickTheToad
Moderator
What's wrong with this image? And no, it's that that says MSNBC.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Not too sure about that chico. The headers started to change once he married his current wife (the blond). Which, consequentially, they we both cheating on their previous spouses. So, there you go. This Mika lady is one piece of work. She's a boss lady alright.It has nothing to do with wifes running things. It's a business project and they do have producers, they do whatever audience demands. It's a business move. By the way, I was going to say that joe is probably holding ass of the young guy.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
They are both made for each other. Stats don't lie. Adulterers who cheat and marry do no last. Hey, at least she's attractive. Though, the short hair kills it for me. Paper bag time.He was foolish enough to marry her. But now that he has, hey, at least she is contributing to his work and cause. That's good because when she divorces him and collects his assets, at least she did a little something. She contributed to the household income and didn't just go to Starbucks, go out buying shoes, watch soaps, and sit on Facebook all day while he worked. Maybe he can avoid the alimony this way sense she was doing 'equal' work as him.