High status car – 23.3% success with women.
Mid status car – 12.8% success with women.
Low status car – 7.8% success with women.
Still not worth crippling your finances.
High status car – 23.3% success with women.
Mid status car – 12.8% success with women.
Low status car – 7.8% success with women.
Still not worth crippling your finances.
Most hilarious comment:
daveinga
I’m pretty sure its true. I did my own experiment yesterday. put on my best white socks, got the mud off my sandals, cleaned up my bicycle and put some new playing cards on the bike’s spokes. it worked really good. the ladies were jogging a lot faster to impress me when I approached. when my welfare check gets here, I’m getting a new speedo and muscle shirt. won’t be long now until I lasso ms. right. wish me luck.
Cheers
Hans Rupprecht, Commander in Chief
1st Saint Nicolaas Army
Army Group “True North”
Naaaaawwwwwwwwwwwww. That’s BS.
It’s got nothing to do with the wheels.
I just put old Jerome, my Greater Glengarry Moosehound in the back of my old F150. A regular chick magnet he is, I tell ya.
Reminds me of an E-mail I got where they showed a photo of a
modern Ferrari and a blurb about the “What does it do?” meaning
how fast is it?
Below that was a photo of 5 women in short skirts with their
panties around their ankles. That was the real answer!
LOL Jamie!
What about no car?
Military vehicle, horse or a tractor, does it for me. It’s who I respect, soldiers, genuine cowboys and farmers.
Since my definition of success with women is staying single, I’d say that my 1998 Corolla, which I have owned since January 1, 1998, and have never washed, does just fine for me.
What/who defines “success with women” ?
That looks like promoting stereotypes to me.
Some women seem to believe that an expensive car means they will be treated with expensive gifts. Those are not the sort of women I want any sort of ‘success’ with.
I agree with Jim, success with women is staying single.
What do women want?
Easy!
A stupid millionaire…who loves to dance…
North of 60, the precise meaning of “success with women” was clearly spelled out at the link: In the controlled experiment, men pulled up in high, middle, and low-status cars and asked women for their phone numbers. Success, in the context of the study, meant the woman gave the man her phone number.
I had a 7-year-old Mercedes when I dated and married my wife. Now I have a 28-year-old Mercedes – there’s message there somewhere…
How is this news? My friends back in high school had a term for it (in the 1970’s): “wheels withdrawal”. We estimated our man.. well, boyhoods.. shrank 2 inches when our cars were in the shop.
I meant the comment in a general rhetorical sense not specifically to the article.
Success with women is personal, not defined by anyone else.
best answer yet
Phone numbers.. success??
Man o man things have sure changed……
Success means …….they give you breakfast.
The ONLY measure.
“Success” is relative,
You should see some of the beauty queens white western fat slobs pick up in South East Asia with nothing but an exposed belly, hairy legs, and a pair of cheap Wal-Mart flips flops.
At every car show I have attended, there are two constants.
First, the only women in the place were dragged there by a man. And they don’t look happy about it. Exceptions do exist, I’ve seen five so far in twenty years.
Second, if you park a really scuzzy rat rod next to a Ferrari, the crowd will be around the rat rod. Every time.
Cars are not useful for picking up chicks, except that they show your income group. If she’s checking your income group before your pants, you’ll be sooooory.
Dogs on the other hand are chick magnets. So are cute ponies. I’m of the opinion that the ugliest guy in the world could get laid right in the middle of University Avenue at rush hour if he had a golden retriever puppy sitting on the back of a three month old Shetland pony. But he’d be sooooory!
Just read the Captain’s book, Bachelor Pad Economics. Viewed through that prism, I’d suggest that this study only means that driving a Ferrari not only blows a hole in your balance sheet, but increases your odds of meeting the kind of woman for whom you will also absolutely require a cast-iron pre-nup. I used to know a bond trader who liked to walk into a bar, and lick a $1,000 bill, sticking it to his forehead, and then turn towards an attractive woman, saying “How do you like me so far?” He was alarmingly successful meeting women, but also divorced 4 times and died broke. Just saying.