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.
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.
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.
Any reason for this? 14 years! dude... 14 YEARS!!!!!!! ok.... I'm interested to see your reply.. so please be so kind as to tell us WHYOriginally posted by drsquat
My last time if i remember right, was in November of 91. I dont think anyone can beat that. Why, I think I have regained my virginity. LOL It aint that bad to deal with.
hahahaha.... agreedOriginally posted by diablo
I never advocate the use of prostitutes, but in this case...
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Well... U need to ignore the fact that you thik that you are ugly and rather let the women decide for themselves what they think of you.. All you need to do is get some nice cloths, smeel good, and look presentable (Eg: nice haircut, shaven facial hair, clean skin, etc)Originally posted by drsquat
Well, it is not by choice. At least i dont see it that way. Of course i have to blame it somthing, so i just tell myself its because i am sinfully ugly. Cant blame it on my winning personality however I am sure my lack of confidence secretly sneaks it way in there somewhere. I can make anybody laugh and I dont have to drop my pants to it. (true, quite small but it clears my zipper, see, no rust) Last date was over 5 years ago. Next night she changed her mind about me. That has happened to me too many times. Some have it or can get it and some of us just cant. Slowly i turn into a misoynist to the point that my next relationship with a girl just might be with a sierra 168bt.
All i say is true and sad but if it can make anyone laugh, I have done well. Enjoy lol
Yep...drsquat heed those words...Originally posted by diablo
I recommend you visit Amsterdam's Red Light District.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.