diplomatic_lies
Master Don Juan
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i'm a jedi!
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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
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.
Originally posted by I'm Joe Dirt
I am a Counter Intelligence Agent at GEEK SQUAD!
(for those of you who aren't familiar with what Geek Squad is, visit www.geeksquad.com)
Basically I am a service technician, fixing computers, decoding DVD players, etc. in store.
My 14 year old son makes $8 an hour working the cash window at Wendy's.Originally posted by eggnawgkid
I've been pushing in the shopping carts from the parking lot at a grocery store for 4 and a half months. Worst job ever. Luckily I got my friend a job with me about 6 weeks ago so it's a little better now. I have a couple friends that are bus boys at Black Angus and another that makes pizzas so I'm thinking about having them get me a job when school starts.
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.
What are you an arms dealer?Originally posted by Unscarred
I give army stuff to army people...