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.
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.
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.
in theory: high blood pressure, blood in the urine, liver trouble..blinkwatt said:According to the calculator on gotmercury.org I'm on average intaking 400% of of what I should be.
I'm going to check into this further because I haven't had an adverse side effects yet but I want to know what could happen.
Hmm. You got me thinking.Warboss Alex said:in theory: high blood pressure, blood in the urine, liver trouble..
in practice unless you're taking in a dozen cans a day: not a lot. except you'll stink like fish.
Hey, I noticed the same thing when I took a piss this morning. I thought to myself, "Do I smell tuna? Nah...couldn't be" and thought I was just imagining things.blinkwatt said:but the urine smells like straight tuna.
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.
I didn't catch that! But even still, does that mean that the info is necessarily wrong? I'm sure they have an agenda, but that doens't mean the numbers are wrong per se.Suicide said:Oh please...
That counter is worthless bull****. Did you read the source and who put that up there? It's a lobbying organization for the protection of sea turtles and marine life who'd like to curtail fishing operations.
That is propagandistic trash.
Maybe not, but I'd be extremely suspicious since it's telling most people here that they're giving themselves de facto mercury poisoning with a few cans of tuna each week.speakeasy said:I didn't catch that! But even still, does that mean that the info is necessarily wrong? I'm sure they have an agenda, but that doens't mean the numbers are wrong per se.
LOL, actually, I HAVE found tuna does make your spunk smell more fishy, and the chick reports it tastes more fishy as well..Poor girlyQuiksilver said:Haha blink, your urine smells like tuna? Does that mean your spunk smells like fish as well? I'd hate to be your girlfriend!
About tuna, just stick to 1 to 2 cans per day at most and you don't have cause for concern. Especially if you're relatively active, because your body flushes toxins from the body faster if you are.
Those numbers are meant for the average, sedentary american who doesn't know what a gym is, or what running shoes are.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.