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.
Slick, you took the words directly out of my mouth. Randy/ten, I won't tell you how you gave yourself away besides the register dates and number of posts. Don't you have homework to do or something? On second thought, please don't respond---you nor your alter ego.Originally posted by Slickster
I call bullsh!t!
I'll bet that tensummonertales and randyblueeyes are the same guy. Look at the # of posts and register dates.
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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.
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.
NJS called. You left your helmet on the short bus again.Originally posted by tensummonerstales
SPIC - one born with the lettuce picking/hotwiring talents. in the female variety we have also found that they are born pregnant.
Just checked the IP's. Good call Slick, they are infact, one in the same.Originally posted by Slickster
I call bullsh!t!
I'll bet that tensummonertales and randyblueeyes are the same guy. Look at the # of posts and register dates.
Mods?