Mr.Positive
Master Don Juan
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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.
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.
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.
Oil behaves differently under different contexts. The long-term impact of the spill is uncertain but may be measured in decades, not centuries—which may not make much a difference for us but our children's children, and most of the oil will naturally biodegrade, leaving a relative small amount to remain for decades. In fact, it may be helpful if when a hurricane hits, as it would accelerate the biodegradation process.Mr.Positive said:The beaches are ****ed, they are ****ed for ****ing goddamn centuries...and BP, gets mother****ing supported by our ****ing goverment. Your taxes, ****, are **** **** damn to all that see it. Do you think they will pay? **** no, we all pay the godamn price and the earth has been raped for the love of oil.
Goddamn us all. Mother****ers.
I respect Steve Quayle enough to pay attention to him, but I think he can be an alarmist sometimes.f283000 said:EXTREME RED ALERT! Evacuation about to happen! Storms are mobilizing FEMA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=05xZcyVgI5s
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.
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.
Do you know how to catch wild pigs?j0n24 said:It's not going to hit the US BUT I find it interesting the new tactic that the news is saying is a "Good," Thing.