A strange encounter on my way back from the library. Tall, blonde she is standing on the pavement outside a house as I approach. She asks me for a favour. She tells me she is locked outside her house and is trying to break a window and asks if I can do it. I tell her I am not breaking anyone's window and suggest she ask the elderly couple that is approaching who I assure her would be happy to oblige.
"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
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.
Damsel In Distress Needs a Favour!!
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