Women, what crazy things have seen men doing to impress you?

Radrook said:
him trying to boss her around in the same way. She also might consider him cruel and lacking empathy for the feelings of others. So the female will definitely tend to bolt.
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That's it. When I was a lot younger, that used to impress me but I grew out of it, I guess.
 

I can't say because it might be considered inappropriate but when I was in my early teens a boy who I had started to date showed me his manhood to impress me. I screamed and he laughed. We broke up soon after. I thought he was so crude.

I was more positively impressed by boys buying me gifts or taking me out to dinner. Grown up things. That always worked well.
 

chic said:
I can't say because it might be considered inappropriate but when I was in my early teens a boy who I had started to date showed me his manhood to impress me. I screamed and he laughed. We broke up soon after. I thought he was so crude.

I was more positively impressed by boys buying me gifts or taking me out to dinner. Grown up things. That always worked well.
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OMG!! Did he go on to be a rapist ?
 
chic said:
I can't say because it might be considered inappropriate but when I was in my early teens a boy who I had started to date showed me his manhood to impress me. I screamed and he laughed. We broke up soon after. I thought he was so crude.

I was more positively impressed by boys buying me gifts or taking me out to dinner. Grown up things. That always worked well.
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:eek: That definitely the wrong way. Respect is the proper way to proceed.
 
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Paco Dennis said:
Some girls really likes guitar players, so I got to meet a lot of girls that way.... It got weird sometimes dealing with other good male guitar players.
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Funny, now I wonder if you wrote the scene in the Barbie movie where the Barbies purposely upset their Kens by switching to listening to different Kens' guitar playing.
 
chic said:
I can't say because it might be considered inappropriate but when I was in my early teens a boy who I had started to date showed me his manhood to impress me. I screamed and he laughed. We broke up soon after. I thought he was so crude.

I was more positively impressed by boys buying me gifts or taking me out to dinner. Grown up things. That always worked well.
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This is a good example of young men not knowing what impresses the ladies.

And most of these comments are about when we were teens. When I became a fully-fledged adult, I stopped trying to impress the ladies. By then, I had learned that tactics are unnecessary and that tactics don't work anyway.

All that is necessary is getting acquainted, and all that takes is what's called a coffee date. Just meet someplace where the two of you can sit and relax and chat; ask each other questions and answer honestly. That's it.

That can lead to dating, it can become a relationship or a marriage, or it might lead to never seeing them again, but it starts with just getting acquainted.
 
Not sure it was to impress but it sure worked. In undergrad, our friend group had a place we always congregated at the student union. Coffee was served in those little 8-10 oz white styrofoam cups. My future boyfriend came to sit next to me and had a cup that I didn't know had tiny bits of another styrofoam cup he'd shredded inside it. He faked a huge sneeze and blew styrofoam shreds all over me. The other guys knew he was going to do it and they (and I!) thought it was hysterically funny ...we were 18, 19 years old. He had an incredibly great sense of humor and personality and we dated for nearly two years.
 
hollydolly said:
OMG!! Did he go on to be a rapist ?
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No but he was in trouble with the cops a lot and threatened to hit me which my dad would have had something to say about if he tried. He treated one of my friends badly when he dated her after me. He was just a horrible guy. He died recently. So he didn't make very old bones. He left me with very bad memories to this day.
 
Radrook said:
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Murrmurr said:
This is a good example of young men not knowing what impresses the ladies.

And most of these comments are about when we were teens. When I became a fully-fledged adult, I stopped trying to impress the ladies. By then, I had learned that tactics are unnecessary and that tactics don't work anyway.

All that is necessary is getting acquainted, and all that takes is what's called a coffee date. Just meet someplace where the two of you can sit and relax and chat; ask each other questions and answer honestly. That's it.

That can lead to dating, it can become a relationship or a marriage, or it might lead to never seeing them again, but it starts with just getting acquainted.
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It's the initial trick of breaking the ice that many of us still fear into adulthood. You know, like the dude George McFly, in the film Back to The Future felt. I mean, leaping into that pitch-black water in order to impress that girl I mentioned in my story was far easier for me than actually going up to her and confidently introducing myself. Why? Well, because it risked the humiliation of and getting rudely mercilessly rebuffed again. Such repeated experiences can cause some of us less fortunate fellows to become very cautious. So we might choose to do somersaults and cartwheels instead.

 
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Radrook said:
It's the initial trick of breaking the ice that many of us still fear into adulthood. You know, like the dude George McFly, in the film Back to The Future felt. I mean, leaping into that pitch-black water in order to impress that girl I mentioned in my story was far easier for me than actually going up to her and confidently introducing myself. Why? Well, because it risked the humiliation of and getting rudely mercilessly rebuffed again. Such repeated experiences can cause some of us less fortunate fellows to become very cautious. So we might choose to do somersaults and cartwheels instead.
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If grown men think they need to use some sort of trick to impress women, or that they even need to impress them (as opposed to just getting acquainted with them), then they need to talk to a friend who's having an easy time of it. That friend learned that women don't need to be impressed, because grown women learned that whatever those teenage and young adult males did to impress them back in the day was a trick or an act in the first place.

Grown women don't want to be impressed....not like that, anyway. They want to know if you're confident, trustworthy, and that you have ethics, and a plan, and that, if your plan is in line with her plan, you are willing to compromise or are a team player so you can make that plan come together, together.

And a grown woman can gather enough information in just one coffee date to know whether or not she wants to pursue more information or move on.

Girls can't do that. I'm talking about girls of any age, especially if they don't have a father. And by "father" I mean a grown man who was a part of her life, gave her guidance, and set a good example of manhood and healthy relationships and cooperation between the sexes.

There's a couple generations of those girls out there....at least a couple....and you encounter them in greater and greater numbers these days. They don't know what they want, so they are easily impressed. And tricked. They have no idea what to look for in a man, or the difference between a good man and a dumb a$$.

But that's a whole other topic.
 
Murrmurr said:
If grown men think they need to use some sort of trick to impress women, or that they even need to impress them (as opposed to just getting acquainted with them), then they need to talk to a friend who's having an easy time of it. That friend learned that women don't need to be impressed, because grown women learned that whatever those teenage and young adult males did to impress them back in the day was a trick or an act in the first place.

Grown women don't want to be impressed....not like that, anyway. They want to know if you're confident, trustworthy, and that you have ethics, and a plan, and that, if your plan is in line with her plan, you are willing to compromise or are a team player so you can make that plan come together, together.

And a grown woman can gather enough information in just one coffee date to know whether or not she wants to pursue more information or move on.

Girls can't do that. I'm talking about girls of any age, especially if they don't have a father. And by "father" I mean a grown man who was a part of her life, gave her guidance, and set a good example of manhood and healthy relationships and cooperation between the sexes.

There's a couple generations of those girls out there....at least a couple....and you encounter them in greater and greater numbers these days. They don't know what they want, so they are easily impressed. And tricked. They have no idea what to look for in a man, or the difference between a good man and a dumb a$$.

But that's a whole other topic.
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I agree 100%, the right way is to get acquainted. Also that there are different reactions from different types of women. Culture also plays a big part in what women might be expecting from men. For example, women from certain cultures expect a man to gradually earn his way into their hearts while they feign indifference for a while before finally giving in. Others of different culture readily express acceptance if they like the man. Women of some cultures are more acceptant of older men, while women of other cultures have a very strong aversion to the idea and will perceive an advance by older men as an insult.
 
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In high school we had a gym with seats on three sides. The girls sat on the right and guys on the left with couples or groups in the middle. They would play records at lunchtime and a few couples would dance. A confident guy would walk around with all eyes on him and ask a girl to dance. I don't recall anyone ever being rejected but I thought it brave of the guys who took the chance.
 
I once attempted to impress two human females by agreeing to dispatch a rat that was in their hotel room. They had actually sought my help thinking me capable of it. Unfortunately, I was terrified of rodents. But faced with backing away or impressing the two human females, I chose to impress. So arming myself with a large kitchen knife, and with my heart in my throat, I went to their room. Well, once inside, I froze with fear and began feeling like I was prey being hunted.

I waited and I heard nothing. So I heaved a sigh of relief. That's exactly when this brown and white rat, who was as large as a rabbit, suddenly emerged traveling towards my feet leading with its hideous rat snout. Instinctively I panicked and began hopping around trying desperately to avoid getting bitten.

Fortunately, it chose to ignore me, kept going, and finally disappeared into a crevice at the base of the kitchen wall. Now, I tried to look nonchalant when I emerged from that room, of course. However, their look of trust in my human male ability and in my courage was gone. They had probably heard me hopping and stomping around frenetically and had easily figured out what had really transpired. My quivering hands and the blood having drained from my face didn't help either.
 
Radrook said:
I once attempted to impress two human females by agreeing to dispatch a rat that was in their hotel room. They had actually sought my help thinking me capable of it. Unfortunately, I was terrified of rodents. But faced with backing away or impressing the two human females, I chose to impress. So arming myself with a large kitchen knife, and with my heart in my throat, I went to their room. Well, once inside, I froze with fear and began feeling like I was prey being hunted.

I waited and I heard nothing. So I heaved a sigh of relief. That's exactly when this brown and white rat, who was as large as a rabbit, suddenly emerged traveling towards my feet leading with its hideous rat snout. Instinctively I panicked and began hopping around trying desperately to avoid getting bitten.

Fortunately, it chose to ignore me, kept going, and finally disappeared into a crevice at the base of the kitchen wall. Now, I tried to look nonchalant when I emerged from that room, of course. However, their look of trust in my human male ability and in my courage was gone. They had probably heard me hopping and stomping around frenetically and had easily figured out what had really transpired. My quivering hands and the blood having drained from my face didn't help either.
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I've got to hand it to them; that was a pretty ingenious way to size you up.
 
Murrmurr said:
I've got to hand it to them; that was a pretty ingenious way to size you up.
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That was at the Miami Florida Gibson hotel circa 1975. I was approx. 28 years old.

About their assessment? Well, they were 100% correct. I had indeed been terrified. In fact, had there been a window available with a fire escape, I would have availed myself of it.

BTW The reason that they had considered me capable of dealing easily with the rat, was based on how I had confidently dealt with a boil on their father's arm. You see, he had requested help, and I had calmly dealt with the situation while her father fainted from the stress.

So they had expected my confidence to transfer over to dealing with the rat. But it doesn't necessarily follow. You see, that boil posed no danger to me. It could not bite nor hunt me down in a small room. In stark contrast, that humongous rat sported sharp teeth and could probably outrun me. Once latched onto my neck, how was to get it off? One bite on my jugular vein, and I would have been a goner.

Yet, how could these human females have known of my aversions and my concerns? After all, I had previously cut an exceedingly confident figure of calm masculinity in their feminine eyes. You know, similar to the mythological hero whom maidens in distress would summon and would always magically appear sheathed in glistening armor and riding a sturdy white stallion.

But sadly, and regrettably, I very unceremoniously let them both down. Now, as if that hadn't been enough, upon being told, their ingrate father started mocking me for not having dispatched the rat, and began boasting that he would have easily killed and roasted and eaten it. Believe me, if he had suffered from another boil on his arm, he would not have gotten my help.

 
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Radrook said:
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I'm not sure what this is intended to signify.

Is it something about the Rainbow Connection? Distancing oneself from women? A contrast with normalized bestiality or something?

I can't tell whether it is implying some sort of commentary or just awkward.
 
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