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.
But that's the problem. If he thinks "dirtbag" after reading that, then a lot of women are going to think the same. Therefore he stands to blow his chance with lots of women all because of wording.( . )( . ) said:So he's a " dirtbag " for DARING to have HIS own standards and a lack of descriptive words to give it a P.C sugar coating for you.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Search the forum for a post by Rollo T. talking about a personal ad.Call_Me_Daddy said:Where?
Like all low status males you worry too much about what a b!tch thinks of you. Also men and women think differently.The Truth said:But that's the problem. If he thinks "dirtbag" after reading that, then a lot of women are going to think the same. Therefore he stands to blow his chance with lots of women all because of wording.
That "P.C sugar coating" has its merits.
You mean the one where he read a chick's ad and redid it based on his preferences?Francisco d'Anconia said:Search the forum for a post by Rollo T. talking about a personal ad.
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.
You guys don't get it. Most women have a concern with their weight in some way or another, no matter their size. Although he'll offend the fatties, he's going to look like an @ss to the other women. They're going to wonder what he'd say about them if they gained an extra 5 pounds.Ol'BlueEyes said:I don't see why not. I've seen the typical girl-on-MySpace pages, and offending a few fat girls is the least of your concerns.
Exactly.Although he'll offend the fatties, he's going to look like an @ss to the other women