I knew a guy like that growing up. He would bum around and buy us beer then drink it with us, and sell us weed and smoke it with us and was the creepy older guy to all of our 16 year old girlfriends. Maybe a week or so after I turned 18 he owed me some money because I fronted him some weed. He kept putting me off until I lured him out of a local bar and beat him to a pulp.
I went to jail for that one and got a couple of years of probation, but everybody at that bar bought me beers for like a year for pummeling him.
Turns out he stiffed a lot of people and really wasn’t very cool. Apparently he didn’t know kung-fu like he used to tell everybody either.
I eventually stopped hanging out with the guy mostly because of his attitude toward girls. If two girls were walking down the street, or we passed them walking, he could not let them go by without shouting something lame like “Hey you guys are super cute” or some really horrible pickup attempt. He’d tell lies, like his uncle was the CEO of Exxon, or that he had all this money invested in the stock market.
He also had a habit of borrowing money and not returning it. Kind of a bummer.
I honestly felt bad for him, because at his age none of them were interested, especially because he was weird as well, but the way he addressed many of them was borderline harassment and I wanted no involvement. One time he almost got the shit kicked out of him because he was being rude to a guy’s girlfriend.
Still though, as per his age, he knew a thing or two and helped me out a few times. But evidently when it came to the opposite gender, his brain failed to develop past that of an 17 year old. He claimed he hadn’t smoked weed until 31, probably the biggest lie I have ever heard. He was like a teenage boy in a grown man’s body, which was sad yet painful to watch.
My other pothead friend is 37, way more more mature and more respectful toward women. That said, he also has threesomes, so…
We were going easy on you because you were 23 and just coming around to some of these life skills like getting laid and self analysis, and figured you might be a little soft in the head.
Now that we know you are 22 we’re going to hold you to a higher standard.
At 22 I buried my dad. Literally paid for the casket. My brother bought the plot, and the VA provided a head stone. At 23 me and another guy from school had partnered up and started a tree company.
You need to knock off the navel gazing and start getting some shit done. You have 6 months to throw a guy down some steps during a jail house scrap over using the phone, ruin your life, build a new one, and start a company. Maybe get a scar on your face from a right hook you didn’t see coming. Right up by the orbital socket where it splits really easy.
I know man. I’m just busting your stones a little. None of what I wrote applies to anything but the unnecessarily difficult life of a misguided tantrum throwing man child.
Brick has related some good experience here, as have a few others.
The thing is, what you are asking is specific to each circumstance. For me, getting laid and interacting with women was a forgone conclusion past the age of 14. I honestly couldn’t help you with that any more than a bird could tell you how to fly because I’ve never even had to think about it.
On self improvement- This is a whole site full of people dedicated to self improvement. Tons of good advice that works. You just have to find what works for you, and use it.
I’d learn what sarcasm is. Women enjoy a man with sense of humor.
Also, stop worrying about your age. The fact you boosted your age by six months is weird. Just own it, try to see how much you can accomplish at the youngest age possible.
The PUA stuff is crap, the only valid points of it are the raw confidence and taking the leap of faith in yourself necessary to even try. Women have grown aware of guys who read all that hocus-pocus. I just try to be me and act interested in what I am talking about, but also to listen to what they do. And as much as I fall on my face I need to take the mindset if they reject me it is their loss not mine. I’m a decent guy, yes I’ve been a bit naive but learning quickly. And I will treat her well and respect her, as long as she respects and appreciates me. I don’t think that’s unreasonable to ask.
It sounds arrogant, but Gene Simmons said something that I almost agree with; it’s better to err on the side of too much confidence in yourself then eternal inferiority.
Also I’ve learned a lot just by hanging out with different types of people - even just as a social experiment. Not just the couples in sincere loving relationships, but the players and skanky girls. There is something to be learned from everyone IMO. I once met an ex-stripper in NYC who said I was cute and that there are plenty of callgirls she knew who would spend the night with me and I could have gotten numbers right then and there. But I take these things for learning moments because my goal is a lasting thing; it’s likely not looks but more a combination of personality and the dynamic between the type of women I am shooting for. More difficult but ultimately more rewarding
I.e. i go out to bars and see more baby-faced guys than me with hot girls. sooooo…
Honestly I think it comes down to the way you smell. I’ve never worn colognes or deodorants, but am usually relatively clean and presentable. Women have always told me that I smell good and that they feel safe when they’re near me.
Conversely, if I get near a woman and she smells weird or something, I don’t want anything to do with her.
I wear scentless deodorant, that way I just smell like nothing unless i am exceptionally aromatic that day. Which reminds me, I think chemical attraction like that between people is a thing and is also down to biology to an extent, but I can’t really control my body’s output of pheremones. At 22 I’d like to think i at least produce some of those compounds that supposedly drift through the air and arouse the opposite gender
Blame Discovery Channel for these thoughts, not me
