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.
banGbro said:Hahahaha.
Here is a good line:
HER: I have a boyfriend.
YOU: You have a boyfriend??? ......... Im gonna have to STEAL you.
Especially after her sending you messages and clues for several days that she has a boyfriend.
You cant use it now but sure will be able in the future with any woman you come across who has a boyfriend. If you say it right in front of her friends, co workers, etc, that makes them wet!
Nah, you gotta approach, if shes walking, hey can I talk to you for a minute. She stops you take it from there, eye contact, ignore the other dude, dont give a sh1t attitude, and very confident. She says I gotta go somewhere, tell her its only one minute, if she keeps walking or says no, what you do is come next to her, put your arm around her shoulders, confidentely, tell her, Ill walk with you then, as you look from the side into her eyes and then down her body, and then straight forward, no smiles, **** a55 b1tch. Then look at her again, whats your name?
This stuff is easy, especially with women that ignore you, such as when talking on the phone and looking the other way.
I had this one young slut that done that, so I change my direction and walk to the other side, to the side she was looking to. Hiiiiiiiii. Can I talk to you for a minute. She was like, wtf? So I exchaggerate her look and go wtf. I ended up walking her to her car, by that time she hang up and was hot for me. Next time I met her she was eager to talk to me.
You gotta approach. A solution to any situation is to approach.
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.
Thats true.banGbro said:If she didnt give you her address then its creepy to contact her. That means you looked her up, or are browsing for women. Eh, just talk to her. Note that the more you thing of the hoe, the more chances you will have of screwing up.
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 always same the same stuff boldlybanGbro said:Yea, use that line like you mean. You gotta display dominant body language with the girl, and the guy.
Man, this one chick lives in my building, whenever I think about her I cant approach her. The idea is to fvck her and her mom, but if I think about what to say, what will happen, all that bull sh1t, I just cant approach them. The other day couple of weeks ago I came across her mom in the elevator, totally unexpected, and totally natural. Made her laught a bit. Her mom is hot for me. I guess they talk about it, and now I see her doing things so she could meet with me.