Compliments are bullshit. Whenever a woman says "You have nice eyes/hands/lips/cock/mind/wallet/shoes" what I hear is "[I have just compared you to every other Tom Dick and Hairy and] You have blah blah blah [in comparison to them]." To which I think, oh I'm sorry, did I remember to say Fuck You? I passed on sex with probably 1/3 of my dates out this kind of frustration. People blow smoke up my ass all day long, when a woman focuses on my shit and then passes judgment, it is all I can do to remain calm enough to get through the invitation to leave. I don't give a shit what a woman thinks about me in comparison to someone else.
I will decide on my own how I measure up and adapt accordingly where possible. As I am sure you will (both interpretations).
The compliment is when a woman says "
I like your shirt/smile/the way you touch me/the way you notice/listen/talk/fuck". She is telling me
how she personally feels, about me. That, I care a lot about. That, is the compliment. If you don't feel it, don't fucking say it. If you do feel it, tell me how
you feel, not how
I compare. I'd rather go through the whole date without any compliments at all because you didn't personally feel moved, than hear some drivel I can get by sending myself a fucking Hallmark card through the mail (adult if necessary).
If you want to give a compliment I will love to hear it but in the process how about leave the rest of the fucking world out of it.
p.s. And if you feel moved to tell me about a problem or feel moved to insult me, by all means let it rip, it might even make a difference, but for christ fucking sake start the sentence with
I don't like...