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.
You took that from another post. I think it was posted by krs-one who got banned a few days ago.
Actually I took it from maddox's website... but krs-one probably did the same thing.Originally posted by m4a1
You took that from another post. I think it was posted by krs-one who got banned a few days ago.
I will take this time to point out that jealousy is NOT a very "DJ" trait.
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'll be missed.
yah and like the lyrics go.." its like a fuggin army marchin in back of me..."
Shut up Roy. I'm enjoying thisOriginally posted by check_mate_kid_uk
yeah, i have a thread to complain about. this one!
but seriously this clogs up the boards, its much easy to just clik the report post to mod button. But genraly im not easily bothered by a bad post. i dont go away all upset over a newbie post like some of you do, so i really dont care aobut these posts.
WOW 1 person stayed netrual, 1 person didnt attack you, and that was me, and now you (lightly i must agree lol) attacked me, oh well i guess every 1 hates you now
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Oh my god! Not you too! So what you gonna do? Ride over me on your bike? Gees....Originally posted by check_mate_kid_uk
WOW 1 person stayed netrual, 1 person didnt attack you, and that was me, and now you (lightly i must agree lol) attacked me, oh well i guess every 1 hates you now
Well go and enjoy doing your Geography homework rather than clogging up this site with stupid posts.
Really? So that wouldn't be a RESPONSE I just spotted posted above this very post would it? Oh how clever of you editing the post boy whilst I'm replying so you don't look quite so daft when I make an ass of you!Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Back up sunshine...
Go on I DARE you to lie, I'll blast your ass STRAIGHT out of the water! Ass.Wrong again. I registered in 2002 (january) under a different name. So don't lecture me about what the forum used to be like. No i didn't write that.
Nah, i did....Will you? I've never tried that. You dare you question my spelling. Now who's doing some quick ass editing.
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.