You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
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.
I think introversion/extroversion is too simplified when it comes to defining a leader. A leader has a commanding presence in group situations and is a people's person, but also can be a fearless lone wolf if he finds himself in such circumstances.st_99 said:- lean towards the introverted side of the fence
I don't think that necessarily means it's not a leadership quality. A leader should be able to work out solutions on his own. It's precisely situations where other people fail that they need a leader to direct them out of troubles.st_99 said:- have always preferred working out situations/issues/problems on my own instead of by committee or a support group
They get some, they lose some. Leaders get women, for sure, but getting a particular woman? Maybe not. Many famous leaders in history failed to get their women, or "got" women that we don't think much of. However, I have no doubt that women were far from the top of their priorities.The Gamer said:Does being a natural leader get you women?
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.