holy ****.. this day could not have started any worse. First i go to drop off a resume at this car-lot. I was there ther other day and the secretary was ugly and i chatted her up for a bit. Then today i go back to tal kto the manager and this smoking HB8 was working.. i could barely even mutter out words to her and then the manage comes over and im almost positive i made a **** of myself by mumbling and have 0 confidence. To top if off on the way home, i see a smashed up car and think of my ex-gf (major one-itis still..over a year after our relationship ended), cuz we were in a huge crash together. Wait though, it gets better... I acually see her driving on my way home and I just started to feel sick to my stomach and i've been thinking bout her for the last 45 min straight. Man this has to end, I absolutly must learn to talk to people to acheive what i want...Girls,Jobs... everything... Im Lost...
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
on the verge of a meltdown
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