How many of you guys will play wingman for your buddies if the other chick is fat/ugly/etc.? I'll do it, basically so my boy's can hook up and it's not like you have to do the chick. Just wandering if you guys do this for your friends?
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.
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.
First and foremost, that guy is more than a wingman, he has the status of Kamikaze. With that title and associated duties, the Wing Commander should reimburse him for his drinks, club cover and any incidentals (including rabies shots).Originally posted by tomyv
How many of you guys will play wingman for your buddies if the other chick is fat/ugly/etc.? I'll do it, basically so my boy's can hook up and it's not like you have to do the chick. Just wandering if you guys do this for your friends?
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Grenade??? Some of these women could be the weapons of mass destruction we've been looking for!!!!!Originally posted by Pancho
Yep....its called throwing yourself on a grenade. A friend who will throw himself on a grenade, is a friend to keep.
Pancho