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.
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.
Forgive me for liking sexy artcordoncordon said:Out of the 6 people posting in this thread, half of them have wallpaper of an emo looking cartoon girl. I mean, no ifs ands or buts, that is GAY and NOT masculine in the slightest.
Well yours was at least somewhat sexy... I guess haha. But those other two are just gay and emo.Desdinova said:Forgive me for liking sexy art
On another note, it's nice to see the abundance of those using an OS other than Windows.
I change my Wallpapers weekly as i change my GF's...cordoncordon said:I have wondered before about the type of guy that posts on this site because of problems they are having with women. I have always had my suspicions, but now those suspicions are confirmed. Out of the 6 people posting in this thread, half of them have wallpaper of an emo looking cartoon girl. I mean, no ifs ands or buts, that is GAY and NOT masculine in the slightest.
Man up people.
FYI-the guy who posted the pic of the dock heading out into the water....nice pic.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Exactly what i was thinking.On another note, it's nice to see the abundance of those using an OS other than Windows.