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.
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.
Well not exactly the same situation but..I got a girls number..invited her out a few days later but never heard back from her, so I didnt bother pursuing. Lo and behold 5 or 6 months later she sent me a text at 1 am asking me to come "cuddle" lol, and she claimed I never actually "asked her out".(goes to show how bizarre girls can be at times). I didnt bother because at that point I honestly had totally forgotten about her and didnt feel like it, but I guess it goes to show its never too late. Im sure others have similar experiences.Renegade357 said:
