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.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
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.
^Cosign.BlackMack177 said:tryin to holler at a chick that is surrounded by dudes is lame. All you become is another dog trying to get the bone.
I would just say screw her and find another chick and later if she is finally able to breath i would go maybe talk to her. But by that time she's gotten her attention filled up and her shields are gonna be less receptive of you even if you seem to have better game,looks, or whatever
there's more fish in the see. Don't obsess over on chick like the 3 dudes in the picture
Don't do it, I am sure by this time a lot of people already saw that movie. It will just make you look unoriginalTheMale said:what do you think ? someone here tested it ?
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.
lol, you pretty much just described a scene from the movie "Hitch"TheMale said:basically if you're in a bar and there's only one chick or only one hot chick ... ist definitely not the place where you wanna be !
maybe i'll try the same thing taken from hitch (the movie)
just go straight to her and order some drinks for my friend and i ... and without her answer i'll go back to my friend
me: 'hey 2 beer and 1 vodka redbull'
she: follow me so she is isolate 'i'm not the bartender'
and then i'll handle the situation
if she's not coming so can alway go back to her and ask her what about the drinks
i don't know if it's working but i like to try new things
what do you think ? someone here tested it ?
^ thats what he just said. lol.Sabol said:lol, you pretty much just described a scene from the movie "Hitch"
Hahaha! Gee, pedestaling much?dudewut said:Good answers! However, as I said, this is that ONE chick that you cannot just let go or replace YOU GOTTA HAVE HER OR YOUR PEN!S WILL HATE YOU AND BE FLACCID FOREVER
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.