You're at a bar talking to a girl. She asks what you do. You reply, "I'm a world-class clay potter. I do exhibits here in D.C." She rolls her eyes. "What a loser, bragging about clay pots," she thinks. Conversation dies minutes later. Logic dictates directly stating accomplishments beds girls, but it doesn't work. If logic worked, guys would wear t-shirts displaying yearly income or dick size, yet they'd be labeled douches. Russian girls respect mystery more than Western bragging.