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.
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.
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.
Yeh... It's been KinoOI for a looong time. He went from Lorenzo to Kino to Scarface.Originally posted by PEACEDJ
Lorenzo's new Msg. Brd. name is Kino0I.. I Think
Originally posted by Zelemont
SAME HERE!!!! I was depressed in 8th grade, so I started going to a psychologist and taking Zoloft, and I started feeling better, and I was fine for a long time, and I was GREAT all summer because I was reading this board and I felt good about myself, but then about a month ago I just started feeling like ****. I was just about to tell my parents that I was depressed and I needed to get more Zoloft, but I came to this board and started reading the bible again, and I have been working out this week, and I feel fine. Today was GREAT. I was happy at school! That is strange for me. I was being funny and I was making good conversation with everyone... I am really starting to like myself again.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.