I agree with you 100%. But some men go into AFC mode as they age. Many of those men used to be DJs too. Very sad the story on this thread...indeed.Francisco d'Anconia said:The wife of a work associate... I don't think that I'd even touch that one.
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.
I agree with you 100%. But some men go into AFC mode as they age. Many of those men used to be DJs too. Very sad the story on this thread...indeed.Francisco d'Anconia said:The wife of a work associate... I don't think that I'd even touch that one.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Dude, you're scaring me. I don't worry about incontinence nor prostate cancer but the chance of reverting to AFC conditioning???!!! Whoa, that's some deep sh1t.... :nervous:Latinoman said:I agree with you 100%. But some men go into AFC mode as they age...
Thanks for giving them an explanation. I've yet to come across any poon that's worth putting my career and the ability to eat and pay the mortgage in jeopardy.Latinoman said:Let me be blunt as I sense most of the advice given to you come from people that don’t understand career dynamics.....
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Yea, with ANY interaction with women you have to weigh out the risk/effort vs reward.Francisco d'Anconia said:Thanks for giving them an explanation. I've yet to come across any poon that's worth putting my career and the ability to eat and pay the mortgage in jeopardy.
Latinoman said:Some points:
1) If this couple was into the "alternate lifestyle"...HE (not her) would have been the one approaching you with this.
2) Risking your career or professional reputation is AFC.
3) You are already experiencing one-itis.
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.