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Old 04-06-2008, 12:37 PM   #27 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by Martian
And do you think there's a single guy in this thread who hasn't been shot down more than twice?
I hear what you're saying. But, I was only responding to Lasereth's comment "there is a VERY small chance that the guy will back away". I just don't think it's as small as that. People often joke it's so easy to get a guy's attention, but I think men have their own standards and feelings too and it's not as predictable as all that.

Also, when I referred to portuguese men, I meant to say that I get the feeling that they get a little spooked if the girl makes a move first, because they want to be the ones "in charge" (macho portuguese thing).

Only because in the particular situations I was referring to, I got the sense there was real chemistry on the guy's part before I made a move, and one that wasn't totally unenticing, as in I didn't say - I like you will you go out with me - straight out, and then when I did make a move to let them know I was receptive, they totally changed their attitude, quite fast. I found that very strange, and I felt like they'd been playing with me, and couldn't understand why...Just hard luck perhaps.

I guess for guys it's easier to get shot down more often because they are more often the initiators. I'm sorry if you felt offended by my little moan there.

I'm all for making the first move and I find it attractive. For both sides. I haven't given up yet!
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