Extreme Asshole

I am a man of extremes. I picked up girls every single day for several months. I change my look every few months, going from computer geek to punk rocker to hippie to island safari guy. I went from being an awkward, shy, scared introvert to an extreme asshole. Kinda like Tucker Max, but without my own book.

I don’t do this because I’m an adrenaline junkie, I do it to face my fears and grow as a person. When I try things incrementally, I hit roadblocks early on and it gives me a false sense of limitation. But when I go to the extreme, expecting 100% failure, I more often than not hit success. For example, I’ve been walking barefoot for the past month and a half. I felt fear walking into each store, but I knew that the worst that could happen was they’d ask me to leave. More likely, they’ll ask me to put on my shoes, which I had on with me anyway. Knowing it’s irrational, I faced my fear and did it anyway. To date, I’ve been asked to put on my shoes twice. Never been arrested, never stepped on a nail and gotten AIDS. I’ve even been to dinner with friends at Ruth’s Chris barefoot.

I do the same thing every time I feel fear. If the worst case scenarios are not too bad (getting kicked out of a store, being looked at funny), I do it. This is especially relevant for social situations, since the worst case scenario is usually “the girl stops talking to me”.

Of course, extreme behavior won’t be successful all the time. When my extreme behavior starts getting negative results, I pull back and find that sweet spot in the middle.

With the extreme approach, I can find the sweet spot quickly, whereas with the incremental approach I never quite get past the first bump on the road. Try it out!