Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
You need a healthy balance of the two. Only with time and experience will you learn the ebb and flow on how to deal with people. Always remain calm, speak in a controlled manner and seem to be in control of the situation; even when you aren't. Be nice at times, but firm. Be understandable at times, but keep people on point.
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.
I haven't read books before the execution situation.
Was this the author of the "manipulated male"?
The Manipulated Man was written by Esther Vilar. I've read that book. Damn is it extreme. But she's absolutely right. I was talking about Ayn Rand before.
Manipulated man IS EXTREME. I don't think she literally think women are stupid. But she was providing the dialog So that men can understand what they are signing up for. And that in the interaction they ate always performing a role. Understand the other gender mindset and strategy.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
You're right, she was providing the dialogue. She's right though. She shows us the "worst" parts of female nature, how they really perceive men and that they don't like us in the least. They solely need us for our functionality and simulate any interest in our favorite topics to create the feeling of love.
It's a really good book for detachment and helping a man to be completely "self-contained". We can perform some services provided we get what we need for it.