The coffee shop is for mornings only. A 7:30 am coffee shop meeting is a power move. And it shows someone that you’re a busy person and not a slacker who sleeps in.
I would like both, but I only feel comfortable doing one of these things on my own. Can’t just leave a baby at home for a quick run to the store or night out. So until I can con a decent guy into marrying me, no baby.
I’ve worked with a number of collegiate coaches, and I would agree that the best of them are psychopaths. To be successful, you have to be a little less human and a lot more selfish. Doesn’t mean you’re like that in all facets of life, just the one you spent 80-90% of your time on.
I once had a guy call me out for being more affectionate towards my dog than towards him. I told him that when he moves across 4 state lines with me and never hurts my heart, I’d consider them even. Team Dog.
I’m a big fan of just surrounding yourself with things that you love. It will somehow come together. Also add some framed photos. Girls love that shit, I promise.
If you can service a car, fix things that break around the house, chop wood for the fireplace and overall do traditional/stereotypical “manly” things, then you can look however you like. Those were the days.
Their actual coffee is terrible. Don’t try to boil your essence down to coffee. Embrace the basics adding in all the sugar and artificial flavors they can.
Girls are weird, man. There’s a strong possibility that she was really into you, but then something in her brain happened and she just changed her mind. It doesn’t make it right or fair, but it happens. After the 3rd-4th date is when I start thinking, “Do I want to make this person a priority?” And most of the time, the answer is that I like them and hanging out with them but I’m not so sure. All of her texts (busy schedule, stay late at work, don’t go out of your way, sorry I missed you) say exactly that. She’s not ready to give up her selfish freedom for you, for anyone. So buddy, it’s not you, it’s her. And that’s the damn truth.
Oh, I agree! I never ask someone if I can buy them a drink. I just buy my own, start a conversation and then if I notice we’re getting empty, I’ll ask “Another one? What are you drinking?” and make a trip to the bar. It’s a genuine offer, and I will 100% follow through but if he says “I’ve got this one,” I’ll also take him up on it. And I like going to the bar together because its usually more crowded there, and you can put out a vibe and decide if you like being in each other’s personal space.
You should always try buying one drink. It’s an opener. If she’s not willing to get the next round, take your $8 loss and move on. I buy drinks for guys all the time.
Will, you drop truth bombs regularly but this is maybe the realest thing you’ve written. I’ll just be over here on my couch dying along like the fall leaves.
This actually makes sense because I would need at least a few days to get my affairs in order before ditching out. If I knew this was possible, I would be on top of things all the time. Don’t let anything wait until tomorrow because tomorrow could be the first day of your free vacation.
Went to therapy for the first time a few months ago because I was just at the end of my rope. Therapist told me that I was ADD, and I was like “Whatever, lady.” Actually did some research on the type and all, and sure enough, I buy it. I had recently made a career change, and my old job was well suited to the way my brain works (periods of hyper focus and then “down” time). My new job isn’t (very procedural and structured), and when I wasn’t naturally good at it, that stressed me out a lot. Anyway, just writing this to say that it’s changed my entire approach to life, and you never know where that much needed kick in the ass will come from.
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And I’m a mess right now. Can’t wait to go home and hug my dog. Good boy, Charlie.
Look, I’m not saying these Brooklynites did it correctly, but only people who’ve never been part of a second line will complain about it.
This piece is weird. Assuming you made it up, you didn’t go far enough in ridiculousness.
Or rather, our world is too ridiculous as is.
The coffee shop is for mornings only. A 7:30 am coffee shop meeting is a power move. And it shows someone that you’re a busy person and not a slacker who sleeps in.
PS- Dave, you really are the best.
I would like both, but I only feel comfortable doing one of these things on my own. Can’t just leave a baby at home for a quick run to the store or night out. So until I can con a decent guy into marrying me, no baby.
I’ve worked with a number of collegiate coaches, and I would agree that the best of them are psychopaths. To be successful, you have to be a little less human and a lot more selfish. Doesn’t mean you’re like that in all facets of life, just the one you spent 80-90% of your time on.
I once had a guy call me out for being more affectionate towards my dog than towards him. I told him that when he moves across 4 state lines with me and never hurts my heart, I’d consider them even. Team Dog.
I’m a big fan of just surrounding yourself with things that you love. It will somehow come together. Also add some framed photos. Girls love that shit, I promise.
If you can service a car, fix things that break around the house, chop wood for the fireplace and overall do traditional/stereotypical “manly” things, then you can look however you like. Those were the days.
Their actual coffee is terrible. Don’t try to boil your essence down to coffee. Embrace the basics adding in all the sugar and artificial flavors they can.
Girls are weird, man. There’s a strong possibility that she was really into you, but then something in her brain happened and she just changed her mind. It doesn’t make it right or fair, but it happens. After the 3rd-4th date is when I start thinking, “Do I want to make this person a priority?” And most of the time, the answer is that I like them and hanging out with them but I’m not so sure. All of her texts (busy schedule, stay late at work, don’t go out of your way, sorry I missed you) say exactly that. She’s not ready to give up her selfish freedom for you, for anyone. So buddy, it’s not you, it’s her. And that’s the damn truth.
You guys just ruined my childhood.
If you think I’d get married during football season, you haven’t been paying attention.
Yes, but you better put out.
Oh, I agree! I never ask someone if I can buy them a drink. I just buy my own, start a conversation and then if I notice we’re getting empty, I’ll ask “Another one? What are you drinking?” and make a trip to the bar. It’s a genuine offer, and I will 100% follow through but if he says “I’ve got this one,” I’ll also take him up on it. And I like going to the bar together because its usually more crowded there, and you can put out a vibe and decide if you like being in each other’s personal space.
You should always try buying one drink. It’s an opener. If she’s not willing to get the next round, take your $8 loss and move on. I buy drinks for guys all the time.
Alone, damn it. Allllll alone.
Will, you drop truth bombs regularly but this is maybe the realest thing you’ve written. I’ll just be over here on my couch dying along like the fall leaves.
This actually makes sense because I would need at least a few days to get my affairs in order before ditching out. If I knew this was possible, I would be on top of things all the time. Don’t let anything wait until tomorrow because tomorrow could be the first day of your free vacation.
Went to therapy for the first time a few months ago because I was just at the end of my rope. Therapist told me that I was ADD, and I was like “Whatever, lady.” Actually did some research on the type and all, and sure enough, I buy it. I had recently made a career change, and my old job was well suited to the way my brain works (periods of hyper focus and then “down” time). My new job isn’t (very procedural and structured), and when I wasn’t naturally good at it, that stressed me out a lot. Anyway, just writing this to say that it’s changed my entire approach to life, and you never know where that much needed kick in the ass will come from.