ketostix said:
On the contrary, most of what we do is counter-intuitive to the way men think and were taught to deal with women,
Actually, you are doing what every other guy is doing – putting on an act to get a woman to like you, at least for a little while, with the primary concern of getting laid.
I don’t know what you were taught but I was raised to have manners and to treat others with respect.
My dad used to hit on women all the time and usually rather cheesily, not much different from what many modern PUA’s do. All those routines for waitresses that I read on this and other sites, I heard them all before I was even 5. It used to embarrass me. He used to regularly tell me that if I played my cards right that I could get just about any woman I wanted.
My mom, my aunts, my older sister’s friends and later, the girls at school all tended to interact with me in a flirty kind of way. My mom always told me to stand up straight, to be strong, and honest. She told me that when it wasn’t working out with one girl to dump her and find another - because there would always be girls who would like me.
My dad likes to tell this story about how when I was a kid he took me out to a restaurant and that when the waitress came to our table he told her that he didn’t tip but that I did, if she smiled. After we left he asked me how much I tipped her and I told him that I didn’t because she didn’t smile.
What really happened was that he took me on a road trip with him. I was 13. We stopped at this café and when the waitress came to our table he started in with his usual bit. I was watching the waitress, watching how she was reacting to him. In the process our eyes met and from then on we kept making strong eye contact and she smiled at me in a way that made me feel good. After we ate our meal I ordered desert, a sundae. When she brought it to me it was a super duper sundae with all the trimmings and when she sat it down before me, the way that she looked at me told me that she had made it special because she thought that I was special. When we about to leave I left her a couple of dollars for a tip, the first time I had ever tipped anyone.
Aware of the smiling between the previous waitress and me, the next day, when we stopped in at a restaurant he told the waitress that he didn’t tip but that I did, if she smiled. I was never able to establish a connection with that waitress and I never left her a tip. When my dad asked, I just told him that she never smiled.
Since then I have been acutely aware that to look into a woman’s eyes and smile, to establish a connection, will get her going. I make little differentiation between levels of beauty or desirability. Yet, in the end, I only slip off with those with whom I feel a strong emotional connection.
I once read something that a woman had written online. She said that she never quite saw what it was about George Clooney that made so many women like him. Then she met him. She said that he looked deep into her eyes and smiled, and then she knew.
Most men don’t know how to look at a woman, how to read her body language.
