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 need a healthy balance of the two. Only with time and experience will you learn the ebb and flow on how to deal with people. Always remain calm, speak in a controlled manner and seem to be in control of the situation; even when you aren't. Be nice at times, but firm. Be understandable at times, but keep people on point.
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.
I haven't read books before the execution situation.
Was this the author of the "manipulated male"?
The Manipulated Man was written by Esther Vilar. I've read that book. Damn is it extreme. But she's absolutely right. I was talking about Ayn Rand before.
Manipulated man IS EXTREME. I don't think she literally think women are stupid. But she was providing the dialog So that men can understand what they are signing up for. And that in the interaction they ate always performing a role. Understand the other gender mindset and strategy.
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.
You're right, she was providing the dialogue. She's right though. She shows us the "worst" parts of female nature, how they really perceive men and that they don't like us in the least. They solely need us for our functionality and simulate any interest in our favorite topics to create the feeling of love.
It's a really good book for detachment and helping a man to be completely "self-contained". We can perform some services provided we get what we need for it.