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.
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.
So how do you explain ugly b*stards who are successful with direct game then?SickAgain said:Mode One. Google that, that guy has a decent method: pretty much talk for 2 mins then ask if she wants to go out. IMO very direct game only works if you're either extremely good looking or if you have balls of solid steel.
Guitar_Whizz said:So how do you explain ugly b*stards who are successful with direct game then?
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.
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Direct-method.com no longer exists. As I said, it's been taken over by some retarded dating site!ChrizZ said:lol
Yeah, if that's your cup of tea then join Zenmack.
Direct game is pretty much the only thing that makes sense to me.
www.direct-method.com
it's the same site. It's still about direct game.Guitar_Whizz said:Direct-method.com no longer exists. As I said, it's been taken over by some retarded dating site!