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.
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.
go to a salon and tell them you want your hair changed, they will ask how you want it done. ask if they have any books. ask them what the fashions are.Originally posted by donjuan87
Does anyone know of any sites that have guy's hairstyles? I really want to change my hairstyle, and want a site that shows different styles and how to achieve the look of each.
Can anyone help?
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.
I never like to insult anybody and try to be as nice as I can on here, but that is seriously one of the worst haircut styles I have ever seen. I mean really, its that bad in my opinion.Originally posted by seanchai
This is what my hair looks like.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/6music/events/hub/media/pw7.jpg
I don't look like anyone but Paul Weller.
Hahaha, I appreciate the candor. People I know seem to like it more than you do, but I realize it's not widely applicable like the spiky gel dealy that someone else posted.Originally posted by coolguy676767
I never like to insult anybody and try to be as nice as I can on here, but that is seriously one of the worst haircut styles I have ever seen. I mean really, its that bad in my opinion.
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.
Its great that you have such a good attitude. I guess you cant take too much consideration into my opinion, because as far as style and fashion goes I am more traditional I you have to take that into account to.Originally posted by seanchai
Hahaha, I appreciate the candor. People I know seem to like it more than you do, but I realize it's not widely applicable like the spiky gel dealy that someone else posted.
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.