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.
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.
Well, perhaps you need to start mentioning it. Not to brag or try to impress, but include it in the conversation as in "I often cook for my family", now that will show so many positive aspects of your personality without you having to state them one by one.onyx said:I can cook I originally wanted to become a chef, and spent a 3 years training before deciding to do something else that was safer for me in the long run, Not really made a difference with me though, i've never really mentioned it, I cook for my family on a regular basis though.
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.
You're a fvcking fool. I suppose a woman being barefoot and pregnant is your idea of heaven?aussiegoat55 said:I'm personally more of a traditionalist and appreciate being cooked for, being treated like a king. However, I believe it to be a romantic gesture to cook for a woman on special occasions (anniversaries, birthdays, Valentines) or every once in a while (she comes home late from work, is real tired, ill).
Just to quote Anti Dump, I like this one,... "Real men are not available. They are climbing mountains. They are swimming across rivers. What are YOU doing? Making spagetti?!?!?! "
It's always good to have basic and some advanced knowledge of prepping, cooking, food, and wine, but like I said, I prefer my women do the cooking.
Giada is my best friend :flowers: Man I love that woman. She's gorgeous.KarmaSutra said:You're a fvcking fool. I suppose a woman being barefoot and pregnant is your idea of heaven?
You spout this rubbish and I'll bet it's because you can't boil water.
Watch Good Eats on Food Network and let Alton Brown become your best friend.
yes and it is because women know that if a man can cook for himself, he will not settle down with just any old broad that can throw together some hamburger helper. it means he never has to settle, because we were taught "the best way to a man's heart is thru his belly."Charm&Style said:screw what the women thinks...a man who can cook is healthier, happier, and more successful.
"penkitten said:yes and it is because women know that if a man can cook for himself, he will not settle down with just any old broad that can throw together some hamburger helper. it means he never has to settle, because we were taught "the best way to a man's heart is thru his belly."
it means that you have to do everything to impress him, because it will not be your cooking.
i encourage all of you to learn to cook for yourselves before you choose someone to be in a ltr with. i am going to teach my sons before they leave home just as i will teach my daughter's how to maintain the most usual things in a house and car before they leave home. it is because i never want them to feel like they have to settle for the first person that comes along just because they don't know how to do something vital.
does that make any sense or am i rambling?
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Ummm, when I was dating in college I'd cooked dinners for my dates which was a mix of marked down strip steaks, frozen mixed vegetables and Ramen noodles. For under $5 I was able to prepare a dinner for two (sometimes with leftovers for the next day). The coeds thought I was fvcking Emeril!Prof said:Works for some and not so much for others. In either case, you're at least not eating ramen...
Whoa, don't get your apron all in a bunch. I bet you're getting defensive because you don't know how to tie knots, row a raft down grade 10 rapids, or climb a mountain. Yeah, lets make assumptions! In my world, women would be pregnant,... and yours? Men would?KarmaSutra said:You're a fvcking fool. I suppose a woman being barefoot and pregnant is your idea of heaven?
You spout this rubbish and I'll bet it's because you can't boil water.
Watch Good Eats on Food Network and let Alton Brown become your best friend.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.