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.
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.
Are there any stuck-up crackheads? If so, that sounds like the perfect place for a night out?
I can answer this with firstand experience. Hell no
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 found that people in the DC area are friendlier in social situations, even the ladies. I’m talking about Alexandria, Arlington and even DC itself. People there are a lot more open to meeting new people than in the Denver area. It’s further out I remember having more problems, though I’m thinking mainly of Woodbridge but even that place is more fun than a lot of Colorado.
Roosh (pre-hardcore Christianity conversion) and Heartiste used to talk very negatively about the DC mating environment.
Good thing I jettisoned religion from my life a long time ago. They probably hate hookup culture. “Virginia is for Lover” they say. Colorado is for crackheads and cuckservatives.
Roosh from the early 2000s-2019 was a big time participant in hookup culture and that's when he was negatively speaking about the DC mating environment. Heartiste was never a religion participant to my knowledge. This isn't a religion issue at all.
Yeah I’m thinking of moving there. I actually lived there briefly as a kid and visited a couple times since. Even know some people there.
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.