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.
No big deal, this is one of those women who "flirts for fun" which I personally think is a bunch of (fecal matter)....Flirting should be fun, but done with an actual purpose....simply lose contact with this uninterested one, and pursue other women, and be a bit "cold" when you see her again.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
I think I'd rather get stood up, and get an apology, so at least I know where I stand with the biatch, (Friends only) than waste time, energy, effort and $$$ only to get the same "I only see you as a friend" crap....My logic is that if the woman bothers to go out with you one on one, USUALLY there is some chemistry...sexual chemistry in the making.Originally posted by squirrels
After about 15 minutes, I would've called her and been like, "Where are you??"
Although I've never had to do that...if the girl is interested and she's running late, she'll call YOU and apologize.
It's kind of late to call NOW, though. She'll realize you've been sulking for ALL this time over it.
Come to think of it, why HAVE you been sulking for all this time over it??
I'm not sure what the "Don Juan" thing to do here would be, but I'm pretty sure that that's not it.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
lmao
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.