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.
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.
I'll bring the chloroform.Iceberg said:Dante, I totally lost my puppy a few hours ago. I was wondering if you'd hop in the back of my rape van and help me look for him.
Classic is right:yes: Has anyone seen my chifon evening dress? I can't seem to find it anywhere.....lakeshore said:Has to easily be the funniest thread on SS ever.
"I feel pretty stupid about this in retrospect.."
F*cking classic!
:crackup:
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.
Haha, seriously. You really didn't know what was going on when you got into his car to drink a beer alone with him?Kailex said:More kino. He's doing really well so far... wait, you were having a beer in his car?
Hahahah :crackup:Ease said:Dante my gf's away for the week, i got some beers lying around, wanna come over?
Should tell you my heaters broke and overheating though, its cool we can just chill in our underwear.
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.
8ball said:Relax. A gay guy thinks you're hot. This is not a bad thing. Means you're good looking.
Take it in stride and be cool.
And, take note: dancing in a gay bar yields much cash (if you have the mental fortitude).
laughed out loud! hit up my BlogTV pre-show to tomorrow's Lesson 1 on the M.A.C. systemAmazing said:Hey everyone this is the guy from the OP's story!
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
haha! funny stuff. my original comments stand.Amazing said:Hey everyone this is the guy from the OP's story!
8ball said:haha! funny stuff. my original comments stand.
Dante420 said:laughed out loud! hit up my BlogTV pre-show to tomorrow's Lesson 1 on the M.A.C. system
Your ****ing homo dude, get the **** outta here with your chump talk. your still trying to pass the insecurity stage and how old r u? 26? dawg if u think its even a question after the age of 13 then you needa look at yourself, people made their choices by nowAmazing said:Thanks but no thanks. But I'll pass it on to those guys I talked about earlier. It seems they can learn a thing or two about attracting dudes from you.
Dante420 said:Your ****ing homo dude, get the **** outta here with your chump talk. your still trying to pass the insecurity stage and how old r u? 26? dawg if u think its even a question after the age of 13 then you needa look at yourself, people made their choices by now
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.