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.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
I didn't really like her personality either. My thoughts are that she might be good for a quick bang if I'm ever in the need.Originally posted by dragonrb
Take this as you want, it's just my opinion.
I think picking up girls online is too easy. And in my experience, when I get things too easily, the enjoyment of them doesn't last very long.
As for this particular girl, she seems extremely shallow. The only thing she seems to be interested in is what kind of car you drive or how much money you make. And finally, her intelligence seems to be rather diminished based on my analysis of the way she communicated in the IM transaction.
Though not exactly the same thing, her question about which car you drive reminded me of this scene from the movie "Swingers," where the AFC finally musters up the courage to approach a hot girl at a party, to which he is shot down immediately by her question: "what kind of car do you drive?"
That being said, if you manage to get this girl, you should exploit her for her money. She's apparently loaded anyways.
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.