Men, here is the greatest exercise you can possibly do: go to a chick flick on a Saturday night and sit behind three women.

Don’t watch the movie; just listen to the movie and watch them.

When the leading character fucks up – because that’s what we do, we don’t say what we should have, and we fuck up. It’s the Hugh Grant moment where he realizes, why didn’t I tell her that I loved her at that moment? He’s just sitting there with his friends at a pub, and he realizes it.

And then he sees her out, and he still can’t tell her. When he finally goes and does it, watch the women’s reaction. Forget about watching the actors on screen; watch the reactions of the women in front of you.