Last night the different dorms on our campus played sand volleyball against eachother, so I was in the sand barefoot for about 2 hours. After a while, my feet started to hurt so I thought "no big deal, it will go away." Anyway, this morning I woke up and they hurt when I walked around, so I looked at them and it looks like there are grains of sand shoved under my skin or something. I know it's not athlete's foot because I've had that before (that was awful, make sure you never play really physical sports without using good clean socks). What could it be/how do I get it fixed?
"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
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.
Sand under my skin?
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"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
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Maybe. It may be the same as when you get a splinter?, can you "dig" them out?
They hurt cause you were used to playing that vigorously. If you had any cuts on your foot, it's possible that sand could of slipped in but VERY unlikely. Just watch it for the next week, andt hen consult the doctor if it doesn't get any better.
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When I was messing with bullets a while back... I was shooting them off from my hands with a hammer... stupidity at it's max... but to the point I had little black grains imbedded in my skin for a few weeks after... I think it was gunpowder or shrap or somehting... this sounds simmilar but with sand... mine went away withing a week... and completely gone in about a month or two
"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.
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the gun was broken... If you really want to add to the stupidity I took a blow torch to a bullet while staring at it[I was soddering] the bullet went off but missed my face... it did rickoche(sp? as I know thats not right) and bounce off the cement walls before stoping... so after that I did it again... and it blew again... so then i said screw guns... I have some 30 bullets lets just fire them off ith a hammer with a nail on the end...
It took me about a week to regain my hearing to normal levels where I could hear people... in a month all the ringing was gone.
And just imagine this is actually one of my more docile experiences... and all you people think I have a boring life.
No, they're far down. I know there's something there because I can feel it.
Yeah R3N3GAD3 I guess I'll just watch it for a while and hopefully it will go away, if not I'll have it checked out.
Capi... nevermind.
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Originally posted by CapiCrimini
the gun was broken... If you really want to add to the stupidity I took a blow torch to a bullet while staring at it[I was soddering] the bullet went off but missed my face... it did rickoche(sp? as I know thats not right) and bounce off the cement walls before stoping... so after that I did it again... and it blew again... so then i said screw guns... I have some 30 bullets lets just fire them off ith a hammer with a nail on the end...
It took me about a week to regain my hearing to normal levels where I could hear people... in a month all the ringing was gone.
And just imagine this is actually one of my more docile experiences... and all you people think I have a boring life.
I vote that CapiCrimini post more stories.
I derive great amusment from this! Great stuff!
"Cause of Death: Tiny grains of sand in his foot"
Don't worry about 'em: they'll go away on their own, just like small splinters do if you leave 'em alone for long enough.
I've had the same little piece of gravel in my knee since I wiped out in the 4th grade. You'll be fine.
Don't worry about 'em: they'll go away on their own, just like small splinters do if you leave 'em alone for long enough.
I've had the same little piece of gravel in my knee since I wiped out in the 4th grade. You'll be fine.