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.
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.
Well aren't you a tricky little girl.Originally posted by MsThang
Just because the website belongs to her doesn't mean it's me. I won't tell you yet because I want you to be honest(But I will, I promise.)
Originally posted by Unbridled_1
Jake,
Yes she is attractive in that picture, but it's only her PROFILE. If you get a straight ahead picture, she's got a somewhat weird face (her cheeks are too big). Check this one out:
http://community.webshots.com/photo/181318665/181318665bZNiww
Originally posted by MsThang
Just because the website belongs to her doesn't mean it's me. I won't tell you yet because I want you to be honest(But I will, I promise.)
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.
Nice job, and there we have it. What was your username before?Originally posted by Helter Skelter
God I must be bored to reply to this, but I saw Ms Thang's name.
Someone I actually remember from the good ole days.
I seem to remember her being a red head.
My guess is the second from the right.
Could be a trick question, maybe it's none of them.
She is or was a red head that's all I remember.
I think it's time for dinner. later
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're not too shabby, MsThang.Originally posted by MsThang
Nice job, and there we have it.
Oh, right, I see how it is.Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
You're not too shabby, MsThang.
But I've got penkitten now. You'll have to settle for one of the other guys.
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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.
yayOriginally posted by Giovanni Casanova
But I've got penkitten now.![]()
Dude! That b!tch-beast in the pic looks pretty similar to Jariel's mom. I gave her the sausage somethin fierce.Originally posted by MsThang
Oh, right, I see how it is.Excuse me a minute. *sniff*
In any case, because you were all such good sports here is a real picture of me:
Don't drool too hard, guys, I'm taken...
Yowza....Originally posted by Unbridled_1
http://community.webshots.com/photo/181318665/181318665bZNiww
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.