Besides this commercial sending mixed messages, as the comments would state;
how is this a signal of interest for men (to approach the girl), and how is that supposed to work (not to mention, how did the guy not get maced for being a creep while at it)?And if it's all body language, then I need an eldritch tome to translate it, or something, because it's in a language that is indecipherable to me (or at least, I asked countless sources, and no takers; as if I was supposed to learn it by instinct or countless failures). I mean, I glance around my environments all the time to make sure nobody runs into me and such, and that's what it looked like she was doing in this commercial. I read no signals whatsoever, and apparently, one was sent in this commercial. I need some lessons on the latest "dating/hookup language", because I'm out of date with "be direct and honest (with yourself, as well as others)" as the default norm. not this linguistic puzzle.
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For introverts, like myself, social interaction is complicated enough; for extroverts, it isn't complicated enough. That's my analysis.
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At least, when I approached girls the same way as the dude (which was apparently charming in the commercial), I generally got hostile reactions and word spreading out that I was a creep. Getting the hint (after the dozenth or so (minimum) failure), role reversal is my solution. Cease any and all approaches, and have women humiliate themselves approaching me instead. I may or may not be motivated to be trigger-happy shooting them down as harshly as I am familiar with as a default response (eg- public humiliation as a standard response; regardless if they're a 10/10, smart, kind, funny, etc.; I tend to strike rather indiscriminately.), so heads-up. Of course, being a nice guy, I will at least hear them out first; see what
'material' they have in store for me to buy as an excuse of giving them the time of day. Unfortunately, that much failure, sans success anywhere in my lifetime, may give me a few temptations to do some psychology experiments, whether they win or lose against me. I want my lifetime's worth for what I had to put up with, and the
lack of help for as long as I can recall.
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If all else fails, I'll find some carcasses, seaweed, shells and the like, and go *BRAW* at the top of my lungs, while flapping my arms and standing on one foot on top of the mound I made. That might help things a tad.