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As many of you know, Plaid often would come on here and talk about women and how he wasn't having much luck with them. And I would almost as often give him a swift verbal kick in the ass and tell him to stop pouting and get in there and make things happen.
I was such a complete hypocrite. As many advisers are, actually. I could give out reasonably good and sound advice, but I couldn't take it myself. As I said to many of my friends, I had no problem closing the deal with women, but I had no "opening game" as it were. I, hardly a shy guy, just could not bring myself to break the ice and start things off. And yet I'd sit here and tell Plaid (and others) to do just that.
I am no longer a hypocrite. Lately, I have been utterly fearless in that department, doing things I never would have done before. A couple of weeks ago, I got a date with a girl rather randomly. That date never came to pass, but whatever. It was still pretty significant to me how I approached it. Last night, yet again, I met a girl I found attractive and interesting, pretty much told her that straight out, got her number, and got a date out of it. We still have to figure out our schedules, but she seems very interesting and very interested, and I am all about it. And even if she is not Miss Right, I'd be totally okay with her being Miss Right Now.
Part of this change in my approach (as in I actually have an approach now, rather than waiting passively for Something To Happen) is due to some wise words from my friend's boyfriend, who told me that whatever I was doing, to do something differently. And part of it was my realization that Plaid had taken my advice better than I had. And damn it, I kinda feel I owe it to the guy to try to be the man that I knew he could be and that he was, but which I was not living up to.
So thanks, Plaid. Thanks for helping me grow and do something I used to say I couldn't do, because I was too much of a pussy to do it most times.
Yes, this is kind of rambling. Whatever. I ramble from time to time.
So again, thanks to Plaid for helping me grow. I think he'd get a kick out of the fact that indirectly he's now helping me get dates. Go figger.
I was such a complete hypocrite. As many advisers are, actually. I could give out reasonably good and sound advice, but I couldn't take it myself. As I said to many of my friends, I had no problem closing the deal with women, but I had no "opening game" as it were. I, hardly a shy guy, just could not bring myself to break the ice and start things off. And yet I'd sit here and tell Plaid (and others) to do just that.
I am no longer a hypocrite. Lately, I have been utterly fearless in that department, doing things I never would have done before. A couple of weeks ago, I got a date with a girl rather randomly. That date never came to pass, but whatever. It was still pretty significant to me how I approached it. Last night, yet again, I met a girl I found attractive and interesting, pretty much told her that straight out, got her number, and got a date out of it. We still have to figure out our schedules, but she seems very interesting and very interested, and I am all about it. And even if she is not Miss Right, I'd be totally okay with her being Miss Right Now.
Part of this change in my approach (as in I actually have an approach now, rather than waiting passively for Something To Happen) is due to some wise words from my friend's boyfriend, who told me that whatever I was doing, to do something differently. And part of it was my realization that Plaid had taken my advice better than I had. And damn it, I kinda feel I owe it to the guy to try to be the man that I knew he could be and that he was, but which I was not living up to.
So thanks, Plaid. Thanks for helping me grow and do something I used to say I couldn't do, because I was too much of a pussy to do it most times.
Yes, this is kind of rambling. Whatever. I ramble from time to time.
So again, thanks to Plaid for helping me grow. I think he'd get a kick out of the fact that indirectly he's now helping me get dates. Go figger.
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