Growing up, I wasn’t the most confident person socially, but I was incredibly confident intellectually. This lead me to be an introvert for most of my childhood. Once I got to highschool things changed. I’ve always been comfortable in my own skin, and the older you get that translates into confidence. By the end of high school I was 6’7″ and it seemed like everybody knew me, even though I didn’t work overly hard to cultivate that. I just stuck to being me. I was honest at a level most people aren’t. I was honest with myself. I wound up dating one of the most popular girls at a high school that wasn’t mine, but I didn’t care what that meant. I liked her for her so I approached her in exactly that fashion.
Once I made the sojourn into college and adult life, I lived by that mantra. I stayed honest to myself and by extension everyone else, which means I was 21 before I even considered having sex. When I decided it was time to try, though… I could have easily “picked up” any woman I wanted because there is one thing that women want that they almost never seem to get: honesty. Lying and deceiving require so much more preparation and thought than just being honest. I knew that eventually I’d find someone that wanted to be with me because of who I was… why rush it?
So long story short, that’s how I picked up women. I was honest from day 1…. about everything. I would even make a point of having a conversation once I knew I liked her beyond physical attraction that I wanted to experience her intimately… and either I have good timing or I’m horribly naive about modern women… but I was never turned down and it never felt forced.
Either way, that was my greatest triumph and I learned it well before I even cared about the opposite sex.