disdain update
There's something in the 48 laws of power about Treating the things you cannot have with disdain. (Ignore them)
Let me share a story to back up the what the wise stocktrader stated here. [url]http://www.sosuave.com/vBulletin/showthread.php?s=&threadid=43862[/URL]
While I was just a regular guy at the pub, before I started working the door, there was this girl who was pretty charming and rather attractive. She had come over to our table to wait on us, and pretty much acted as if she were paid by the flirtation rate per minute. She didn't really work there, though. She was an attention wh*re, trying to help the owners.
I flirted right back with her, but didn't get anywhere. Well, I saw her leave with this one guy that night.
Three weeks later, she leaves with a different guy. Men, I'm telling you, she left with a lot of guys. All this time, since I got nowhere with my harmless flirtation, I just ignored her. When she would speak to me, I would be act lethargic, not really caring a bit about what she had to say.
She asked me to buy her a drink. I got the drink, brought it to her and told her it would be 4.50. She told me it was only 3.50. I told her that there was a 1.00 delivery charge. She said she wouldn't pay it, so I drank it.
Ever since then, she's like this bee around honey. All over me. She even stuck her tongue in my ear! Twice. I looked at her like she was nuts.
Last week she made me cookies. (not too bad, either) I shared them with the entire pub and I thought she was going to cry.
I told her that she wouldn't respect me if I didn't share.
I will never do the nasty with this chick, because my standards have risen. But, if I wanted to, it's nice to know that in this case, it works.
Remember, social proof works in conjunction with disdainment very well. In this one case, too well.
One of the younger guys (from here) was asking me how it was going with a fantastic girl who "didn't give out her number".
This chick had come up to me and introduced herself, after asking if I remembered her. I did not. ( I say that, even if I do.)
She was smiling big, playing with my hair, and schmuck that I am, I was loving it! After an hour of chatting about my weekend plans, her lack of same, and other fluff, I asked for her number.
As I stated, she declined.
I told him (young fella from here) it was too soon to say. How's this girl going to know I'm treating her with disdain if I only see her once every two weeks?
That's what I get for drinking too much. Ever notice how easy it is to come up with the clever thing to say after the opportunity has passed?
Guess I'll just "next" myself for screwing that opportunity up.
I'm sure she was playing a game, like "let's give the bouncer a woody." Alcohol does cloud the judgment!
I guess I'll see how disdain works on this next cutie.
There's something in the 48 laws of power about Treating the things you cannot have with disdain. (Ignore them)
Let me share a story to back up the what the wise stocktrader stated here. [url]http://www.sosuave.com/vBulletin/showthread.php?s=&threadid=43862[/URL]
While I was just a regular guy at the pub, before I started working the door, there was this girl who was pretty charming and rather attractive. She had come over to our table to wait on us, and pretty much acted as if she were paid by the flirtation rate per minute. She didn't really work there, though. She was an attention wh*re, trying to help the owners.
I flirted right back with her, but didn't get anywhere. Well, I saw her leave with this one guy that night.
Three weeks later, she leaves with a different guy. Men, I'm telling you, she left with a lot of guys. All this time, since I got nowhere with my harmless flirtation, I just ignored her. When she would speak to me, I would be act lethargic, not really caring a bit about what she had to say.
She asked me to buy her a drink. I got the drink, brought it to her and told her it would be 4.50. She told me it was only 3.50. I told her that there was a 1.00 delivery charge. She said she wouldn't pay it, so I drank it.
Ever since then, she's like this bee around honey. All over me. She even stuck her tongue in my ear! Twice. I looked at her like she was nuts.
Last week she made me cookies. (not too bad, either) I shared them with the entire pub and I thought she was going to cry.
I told her that she wouldn't respect me if I didn't share.
I will never do the nasty with this chick, because my standards have risen. But, if I wanted to, it's nice to know that in this case, it works.
Remember, social proof works in conjunction with disdainment very well. In this one case, too well.
One of the younger guys (from here) was asking me how it was going with a fantastic girl who "didn't give out her number".
This chick had come up to me and introduced herself, after asking if I remembered her. I did not. ( I say that, even if I do.)
She was smiling big, playing with my hair, and schmuck that I am, I was loving it! After an hour of chatting about my weekend plans, her lack of same, and other fluff, I asked for her number.
As I stated, she declined.
I told him (young fella from here) it was too soon to say. How's this girl going to know I'm treating her with disdain if I only see her once every two weeks?
That's what I get for drinking too much. Ever notice how easy it is to come up with the clever thing to say after the opportunity has passed?
Guess I'll just "next" myself for screwing that opportunity up.
I'm sure she was playing a game, like "let's give the bouncer a woody." Alcohol does cloud the judgment!
I guess I'll see how disdain works on this next cutie.
Last edited:
