Those Slick-Looking Dudes Don’t Have To Work At It To Get Women’s Attention
Sometimes, I wish I were the guy that I hate in the bar.
You know the type, the one who looks as if he just popped in because his yacht is over in the Mediterranean for the summer season, he of the pronounced pecs, flat stomach, tall stature, perfectly manicured threads and a big watch that is as thick as his fake Italian accent.
In other words, the kind of guy whom the girls swoon over, start fussing with their hair and whisper into the ears of their girlfriends and giggle. The kind of man that even other men notice and say things like, “look at THAT guy over there; he thinks he’s so cool.”
I have a feeling these guys don’t need to work at it to meet a girl. All they have to is stand there, make their presence known and nod at a women and they are “in” with her. Most of them, in my experience, are better off if they don’t say anything.
Instead, tho, I’m a shade under 6 feet tall, have rounded shoulders, fight having an inherited roundbelly and have never made the kind of money to afford a big watch. And the only accent I can fake is from California, not Italy (“DUDE!”).
An iron is a stranger to my clothes. Let’s face it, most of us guys are better at creating wrinkles than removing them. Even if we get one side perfect, we mess up the other side while doing it.
To get girls, I really have work at it. I can’t just show up and stand by the bar. I’ve never felt opening lines are winners with the ladies, so I just usually say something casual like “hey, how ya doing,” which brings about either a response to encourage me to keep going or a look of disdain that says “you don’t have a chance so why are you trying me?”
Now don’t get me wrong. I’m certainly no wallflower. I have a very good gift of gab and a “this guy looks like he liked to have a lot of fun” disposition. Girls like being around me.
I just wish that sometimes, I would like to be the guy that other guys hate in the bars.