Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
LOL... you are old now and it shows... but dont worry young hos love old dudes just not in public... and not for free...LOLmackdaddy27 said:went to get a mcdonalds sandwich and the lady at the window said , here you go , sir
my jaw dropped and just stared at her back as if to say , come back ehre ,what the fcck did you say
and then I was about to do a favre move from Supertrooper and jump trhough the windows to kick that persons ass ...if it was a joke
went to talk to a hb 6.5 as she was walking out, but as soon as opened with where is this store, she said " no sir, its not on this floor" shes not even an employee..
wtf ? should I start fcck buying gray hairs for men coverup and start talking my doctor about viagra..
I am only 27 , all my life I have never been called sir. I swear to good i m going to lay as many as i can before I turn 28
MacAvoy said:Question for you Beavis.
Do you find taking such a negative view helps your situation? I'm not disagreeing with what you say but I don't see the point in looking for a negative in every situation.
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.
A negative social side effect of excessive competition brought on by excessive capitalism.MacAvoy said:This is one of the small things that is wrong with this world. People have forgotten about respect and manners.
Maybe it had nothing to do with you? Perhaps they refer to all non-teenage men as "sir" when doing their jobs.mackdaddy27 said:went to get a mcdonalds sandwich and the lady at the window said , here you go , sir
my jaw dropped and just stared at her back as if to say , come back ehre ,what the fcck did you say
and then I was about to do a favre move from Supertrooper and jump trhough the windows to kick that persons ass ...if it was a joke
went to talk to a hb 6.5 as she was walking out, but as soon as opened with where is this store, she said " no sir, its not on this floor" shes not even an employee..
wtf ? should I start fcck buying gray hairs for men coverup and start talking my doctor about viagra..
I am only 27 , all my life I have never been called sir. I swear to good i m going to lay as many as i can before I turn 28
Thats entirely the point of my thread. I don't need morals to be a good person or to have a positive outlook on life. I don't see anything cynical about it.PrinceBeavis said:Interesting accusation coming from the guy who asked why we need morals.
That seems quite cynical to me..
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.