I actually feel sorry for guys. They do have it harder in some aspects of life. They are expected to make the first move. They need to have a second and third move planned in case said first move actually works. They need to pay for the movie, the dinner, the parking fee, the drinks, the midnight snack, the everything. Which is perhaps why men make more in the working world? Then they need to continue to come up with new ways of being cute, cuter than the last guy. So, it's pretty tough out there.
My sympathy goes out to you guys.
My advice? Just be your fucking self.
Don't let her walk all over you. Don't be a douchebag.
Are you the nice guy that "finishes last?"
My advice: Date girls that date assholes.
Speaking from experience, she'll love the refreshing breath of fresh air. She most likely hasn't been treated like a princess. She most likely won't be used to the simple things that can make an average joe look like mister right.. you know, those easy to do things like: calling when you say you will, putting smiley faces in your texts, arriving to her front door on time, opening doors for her, compliments, etc.
THE BEST ADVICE I CAN GIVE TO ANYONE IS: LISTEN.
Listening is a simple act that costs nothing but time and patience. Active listening is preferred, and if you can do more than a nod well, you're in business. A lot of guys are just into themselves, so it's a nice change of pace when a guy waits for you to speak and listens intently as if you're the only person speaking in this moment.
Anyhow, the last thing I'd like to say besides Sorry to all those I was ever a bitch to, is that you should always take a chance.
Sure you could get rejected- but the pain from that will only last as long as you let it. Never having that chance again, well that is an everlasting loss that you'll probably beat yourself up over for a while.
it is tough. it's hard to tell how to proceed at first, some get weirded out when you call back quickly, others get annoyed. i always go by the mantra, "desperation is a stinky cologne," which usually suffices. But it's all b.s. anyway.
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