Kev07
Master Don Juan
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Well you can't expect to give people the finger and have them ignoring it.
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.
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.
First of all, he was the one that started talking **** first. Second of all, if he was by himself this would have been a totally different story.Adone said:You are just seeing it from your point of view. From the other guy's point of view (and from most people's, if you ask me), you were a geek who gave him the finger in order to look cool, but backed up when threatened to a fight.
IMO, his reaction was much more mature than yours.
It's not the end of the world when you do something wrong, but don't try to make other people look like àssholes, when you were the one who started this all, ok?
-=Ice-T=- said:First of all, he was the one that started talking **** first. Second of all, if he was by himself this would have been a totally different story.
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.
Most of the time when someone has enough balls to go up and say "Hey I heard you said (this and that),is this true?" they will shut up and back down from saying anything back about you in the future.Adone said:First of all, when you are older than 8 years old and someone talks shìt about you, you go up to him and ask him what's the problem, you do not give him the finger.
I agree with this.DarkLight said:I think the issue here, that everyone has overlooked is...
Why do you think this happened to you?
I've been in my fair share of sh!t, but I can tell you... this would prob. never happen to me. Fvck how you handled it. What created it? Why did your life, lead you to a situation that turned into what it did?
Thats the question you need to be curious about.
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Besides that... its always cool to be cool. Should have been cool, when homey was trying to throw sh!t at you. (IE, Hey look, I didn't know the stoge meant that much to you, here you go, alls good.) Then bounce the spot in cool/class. If they tried to spark more sh!t... just wave them off, like your saying a "ya, goodnight." Or if your still within talking distance. Be cool again. "Yo, I was just lookin for a stoge, you all looked chillin/cool... thats all. Enjoy your night, peace."
Then walked away.
Would have been solid, cool, w. class. And the chicks would have respected your suave ability in dealing w. a potentially chaotic situation. Furthermore they would have all gotten on the ****wad in questions case, for being just that... a ****wad. If you ever saw them again, odds are... they'd be interested in you. And beyond that, the other guys, would have had a pound of cool respect, also.
So, learn to be greater, suaver... and that begins with, understanding what unconcious influences in our lives lead us into such situations, in the first place.
Peace'
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.
If those three guys can FIGHT, yes, you're in trouble, even if you're a blackbelt (and bjj isn't much good for anything but one on one).First of all to that idiot that says he is a martial artist and could take on 3 guys come on dude. 3 guys have you ever been in an actual street fight with 3 guys trying to hurt You. I know blackbelts in brazilian jiu-jitsu that can't take on 3 guys.
Thank you, I needed that.DarkLight said:I think the issue here, that everyone has overlooked is...
Why do you think this happened to you?
I've been in my fair share of sh!t, but I can tell you... this would prob. never happen to me. Fvck how you handled it. What created it? Why did your life, lead you to a situation that turned into what it did?
Thats the question you need to be curious about.
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Besides that... its always cool to be cool. Should have been cool, when homey was trying to throw sh!t at you. (IE, Hey look, I didn't know the stoge meant that much to you, here you go, alls good.) Then bounce the spot in cool/class. If they tried to spark more sh!t... just wave them off, like your saying a "ya, goodnight." Or if your still within talking distance. Be cool again. "Yo, I was just lookin for a stoge, you all looked chillin/cool... thats all. Enjoy your night, peace."
Then walked away.
Would have been solid, cool, w. class. And the chicks would have respected your suave ability in dealing w. a potentially chaotic situation. Furthermore they would have all gotten on the ****wad in questions case, for being just that... a ****wad. If you ever saw them again, odds are... they'd be interested in you. And beyond that, the other guys, would have had a pound of cool respect, also.
So, learn to be greater, suaver... and that begins with, understanding what unconcious influences in our lives lead us into such situations, in the first place.
Peace'
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.
Hey that sounds like the quote from The Replacements.Socialreject said:Couple brooses? You'll get over it, it'll heal. The real scars are the ones in your mind when you don't stand up for yourself.