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.
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.
lakeshore said:that may be true, but there has to be a trigger or catylist i would think
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
no wonder you were so against me on the assault thread. You're a drug addict, LOLfertileTurtle said:I smoke lots of weed. I feel it almost every day.
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.
I personally have nothing against weed smokers, I used to be a daily smoker... One thing that always drove me insane is people who smoke weed and discuss topics like:Cr1msonKing said:A little ganja never hurt nobody.
With all due respect. You think that really had anything to do with it? The only people who know I smoke are the people I want to know. I hide it well. You wouldn't know I smoked if you knew me, unless I knew you were down with it. I also know of quite a few people in positions of power and even a couple of Judges and so many police officers and lawyers who smoke or are cool with it I can't even name them all.Wiesman44 said:no wonder you were so against me on the assault thread. You're a drug addict, LOL
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.
Wiesman44 said:Not at all. Read up on meditating. There's a lot of info there. I recommend everyone to meditate for at least 5 mins per day. Very good for you.
Oh yeah. I quit drinking too. I don't have anything wrong with me really. I think it was more in my head than anything else. I'm not against medicinal MJ, btw, but I really didn't have a good reason to use it every day like that.Bible_Belt said:I have something wrong with me that makes me sick almost every time I wake up. If I don't smoke I end up throwing up throughout the day
How's your stomach, though? I'm not trying to scare you, but that sounds like Crohn's disease, which is commonly self-medicated with mj. I have heard that Marinol is like eating a brownie. It's not easy to get prescribed, but it is at least legal.