You’ve been waiting forever to meet him in real life. Which is why asking for the location of quality men is the wrong question. So while I’m excited to offer you more coaching and guide you through the dating process, let me make things very clear: don’t waste your time worrying about “where” he is.
And I was about to supply a few brilliant options, until I read this response: I see.
Out of all the free stuff I offer to you, my next endeavor should be to build a tool so that any woman in any city can plug in her ZIP code and the search engine would spit out the local spot where all the tall, dark, handsome, sophisticated, quality, “real” men are hanging out and giving each other secret handshakes? “So, where do all the young, thin, sexy, witty, optimistic, confident, understanding, self-aware women hang out? ” “I hear some porn stars in the Valley are really sweet.” “You can hang out in a yoga retreat but most women find it creepy if you hit on them there.” You know what I’d say to him?
Surprising (to me, anyway) was that the second most-important thing to you was “meeting men in real life”.
Last week, I sent out a survey to my subscribers, just to hear what their most pressing questions were about men and relationships. Over 1300 women took the time to fill out my survey last week.
What became abundantly clear after, oh, the first 954 responses, was that you’re craving more information, more clarity, more POWER over your own love life.
There has to be a place because I can’t seem to find a “real” woman who is my equal ANYWHERE! “You’re asking the wrong question.” There is no one place where all the “quality” women or men hang out.
There’s no bar or store or city or dating site that has managed to weed out all the losers, liars, chumps and dweebs, thereby preserving only the cream of the crop for your choosing. They’re just mixed in with all the rest of the guys out there. Quality men play golf and watch football on weekends. But unless you’re going to hitchhike for guys, crash his golf foursome, break into his house or stalk him in his office, you’re simply not meeting him in real life.
First of all, I just want to thank you for being a regular blog reader.I know that these posts are sometimes provocative (in both good and bad ways), but I greatly appreciate your readership and am always trying to figure out how to do a better job.