Trading, boxing, documentaries (particularly on the Universe or history), MMA (only become more of a passion lately as the skill level has elevated making fights clean, as opposed to the sloppy old guys like Tim Sylvia et al).
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.
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.
Modern physics is fun. A lot of weirdness that most of society has no idea that is going on.Gaucho said:Trading, boxing, documentaries (particularly on the Universe or history), MMA (only become more of a passion lately as the skill level has elevated making fights clean, as opposed to the sloppy old guys like Tim Sylvia et al).
Powerlifting is a passion of mine too, especially deadlifts. I wish my total was higher though. Also, sailing is passion, a big one.Jitterbug said:My powerlifting total, dancing, spending time with my dad and looking for a new path in my career.
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.
Mr positive and Kanada, interesting to hear you guys say sailing and fencing. These are two things I have to try!synergy1 said:Modern physics is fun. A lot of weirdness that most of society has no idea that is going on.
Question for trading/ buying securities. do you need a cert/ liscence to do it? do you just use a discount brokerage? Its looking like my field will permit me a lot of disposable income and I want to start a fund or sorts. If your more comfortable, PM me with wisdom you might have.
cheers
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.