It takes less than a minute to decide if I really want to get in it:
It starts with a glance, then to a stare; I look her down, and up; from her toes to her hair. Pants or skirt, it does not matter, I’m about to get with this chitter chatter. Crude and sometime crass, but be real, I’m trying to get that…
The fury of questions start in rapid succession
- Do I want to hit that?
- What do you think she’s like in bed?
- Does she have on a ring?
- Has she noticed me yet?
- How much work is it going to take to get that?
- Is the prize worth the effort?
If at least 5 of the 6 questions, excluding the ring (go to Plan B), come back positive, then I’ll approach. What I might say, I have no set rule. I check the elements, think of something clever, and then make my move. This takes less than a minute!
Plan B- if the circumstances mean this really is not my chance to let her know how I feel then, you smile say a polite “Hello, hope you’re having a nice day” and let it marinate for a future possibility.
Some women try to play it off; like they don’t know what a man is thinking when they’re running through their own list of questions. Attraction is natural and animalistic but that’s how we’re wired, it’s supposes to be like that. So why all the confusion, stop the allusion that it’s about his money, his career, or his status; if you like what you see then greet me with the attitude of “you can have this if you’re willing to work for it.” It takes less than a minute.
By Da Dude.