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.
Yes, the point of this is that if you're gonna use gimmicks, like canned material, etc. you might as well make it rediculous and tell the girls your doing it so you can all have laugh together. Instead of actually trying to trick someone, which is a pretty sad approach.The Inside Man said:
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.
.Yes, this is another fun idea. Your on the right track. :yes:ketostix said:The problem is your trying to use a gimmick, and one that reviels "fight club" at that, for the comfort phase as an opener before you got into C1 (comfort) in the Mystery model. You got to carry your book around as a peacock/prop to get girls to open you and be intriqued, then ignore your targets incessant questioning about why you have a book wity you at a bar and what the books about. NEg her and talk to her fatty UG/****block friend... Ok I'm just talking out of my ass now, but it's obvious you're humoring us with your post here
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.