Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
This is ridiculous. Calling a woman you just met in this day and age will make you come off as desperate and weird and with too much time on your hands. Save that sh*t for relationships."Text game," exists in the same realm that unicorns, leprechauns, pink elephants, and mermaids live in. Be a man and have an actual conversation on the phone.
I agree with this.This is ridiculous. Calling a woman you just met in this day and age will make you come off as desperate and weird and with too much time on your hands. Save that sh*t for relationships.
According to who? A phone conversation forces a chick to give to you 100% of her attention. If a chick isn't wllling to have a ten to fifteen minute conversation on the phone, it's safe to say she isn't going to be willing to give you 45 minutes to an hour of her time on an initial date.This is ridiculous. Calling a woman you just met in this day and age will make you come off as desperate and weird and with too much time on your hands. Save that sh*t for relationships.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.