zekko said:
How many posts like this do we have to read before guys get it figured out that age isn't that big of a deal to women? That said, it does pay to have your sh!t together. But by your 30s, you should have your sh!t together.
You should at least be working on it in your 30's, and have a definite plan beyond working in a cubicle or driving a forklift until you die. In your 20's you can get away with dreaming big. In your 30's you'd better be making it happen and in your 40's or 50's you should be seeing some fruits of your labor.
Case in point: I'd had an idea for a book for decades, something I was interested in and that I toyed with for a very long time in my spare time -- it's what I now do for a living -- and only recently got a publishing contract to write the book. My agent has been great at getting excerpts and papers published as I'm working on this, and now he's got me speaking at conferences. Getting laid as a conference panelist is like shooting at the floor. You're surrounded by women who are interested in what you're interested in, and who see you as the expert. With you in that expert role, the age gap disappears.
I'm not saying you have to write a book to bang younger women; I'm saying if you have an idea, you need to go with it. If I'd done this 20 years ago I'd have had a completely different life: I'd have been my own man for 15 years, now, instead of 3.
I want to touch on the age gap, too.
Of my 4 FB's, only the one in college is attracted to me *because* she likes older guys. I think it's a rebellious thing, too, because her father and I belong to the same yacht club. (And I know for a fact she's keeping it on the DL. I'm her dirty little secret. Which is, you know, fine.)
- One is a fellow military officer in her early 30's (different service than me), a couple of grades below me. That blows away the age gap, because we have something in common that naturally puts me in an advanced position.
- Another is a girl in her late 20's who I met at the "big kids table" at a 10K, the corner of the beer garden where the serious competitors congregate. I completely destroyed guys much younger than me and proved -- with quantifiable data and social proof -- that my age was not a factor.
- The last one is a very casual thing with a 25-year-old Burning Man enthusiast
I met at an office supply store who has t*ts like God incarnate and legs for miles and smells like vanilla all the time. I have no idea what she sees in me, except that I'm not the kind of guy who normally approaches her. She comes over for dinner sometimes. I cook, and she gives me massages and then bangs my brains out. I'm fairly certain she's stoned whenever she comes over. Hey, whatever. But I think that, in her case, her "free spirit" mentality puts physical satisfaction far above any kind of social correctness. I can work with that.
What I'm getting at is, you have to make the age gap not matter. To do that, you need to convince yourself that it doesn't matter, and then you'll have to meet women to whom the age gap doesn't matter.
