M'kay, new to the forum. Please do not kill/humiliate/whatever.
I'm terrible at meeting women. That little voice in the back of my head saying "naw, not her, she's too pretty. Not her either, she's walking her dog. Don't even think about that one, she's obviously engrossed in that mocha latte" is the bane of my ever lovin' existence. But if I can manage to get past that and have an actual conversation with a girl I can (depending on my mood and amount of liquid courage imbibed) ACTUALLY HOLD HER INTEREST.
Which brings me to the crux of my issue; I'm remarkably selective about the kind of woman I'm attracted to. If, during said CONVERSATION, she's less than engrossing I suddenly find myself uninterested. If she's as bright as a lightbulb dipped in tar my interest dwindles until I wander off to find something more fun. I live in College Station, TX, an area filled to bursting with hot sorority girls decked out in hot pink tank tops that rise just enough to show their tramp stamp and not a single one of them has a thought in their peroxide soaked head. I have witnessed men stumble out of a bar and literally trip in to a 5'5" buxom slice of hotness and not a single one of them do anything for me. If a girl aspires to own a dog small enough to carry in a purse I just don't give a damn.
So is this something I need to work on? Do I need to press past whatever conceited part of my mind that says "ugh, she doesn't know who Bacchus is?" to get more comfortable meeting women? Should I try to run game on only women I'm interested in, even though they're the minority?
Looking back I think I come off a little pompous. I don't mean to imply that I'm more intelligent than most women. Mostly it's an issue of the density of the "omiGAWD" valley girls in my area.
I'm terrible at meeting women. That little voice in the back of my head saying "naw, not her, she's too pretty. Not her either, she's walking her dog. Don't even think about that one, she's obviously engrossed in that mocha latte" is the bane of my ever lovin' existence. But if I can manage to get past that and have an actual conversation with a girl I can (depending on my mood and amount of liquid courage imbibed) ACTUALLY HOLD HER INTEREST.
Which brings me to the crux of my issue; I'm remarkably selective about the kind of woman I'm attracted to. If, during said CONVERSATION, she's less than engrossing I suddenly find myself uninterested. If she's as bright as a lightbulb dipped in tar my interest dwindles until I wander off to find something more fun. I live in College Station, TX, an area filled to bursting with hot sorority girls decked out in hot pink tank tops that rise just enough to show their tramp stamp and not a single one of them has a thought in their peroxide soaked head. I have witnessed men stumble out of a bar and literally trip in to a 5'5" buxom slice of hotness and not a single one of them do anything for me. If a girl aspires to own a dog small enough to carry in a purse I just don't give a damn.
So is this something I need to work on? Do I need to press past whatever conceited part of my mind that says "ugh, she doesn't know who Bacchus is?" to get more comfortable meeting women? Should I try to run game on only women I'm interested in, even though they're the minority?
Looking back I think I come off a little pompous. I don't mean to imply that I'm more intelligent than most women. Mostly it's an issue of the density of the "omiGAWD" valley girls in my area.