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I love all of this. Great stuff guys. This is some TERRIBLE advice.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
That wasn't advice, it was a direct threat.I just thought of one. Not quite advice from an elder but the ole "stop crying or I'll give you something to cry about". Used very often by my parents.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
^This. Even if that ideal person for you DOES exist, what is the probability that you will meet that person? Probably very low."don't worry. there is someone special for everyone"
BS. You still gotta be somone worth knowing. This fairytale bs is what gives fat neck beards an excuse to never leave the basement. And there's not just one. If you have good frame there will be more than one.
Yes, especially in the short term.^This. Even if that ideal person for you DOES exist, what is the probability that you will meet that person? Probably very low.
Yep it was. I think most of my childhood I spent avoiding the wrath of my crazy parents. I did learn something though. How not to treat my children.That wasn't advice, it was a direct threat.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Fair enough. It can happen in the long term. No guarantee, but it's worth it for us to try.Yes, especially in the short term.
ProvidenceFair enough. It can happen in the long term. No guarantee, but it's worth it for us to try.
Persisting could also mean chasing.The absolute worst advice I ever got was to "confidently persist". "Be sexual" etc. Much of this is so context based it shouldn't be written. Most of the time nexting is the answer and for god sake protect yourself as it's totally unwise to persist with one woman. If it's the wrong woman, it could cost you.
"buy a renault. They are great cars. "
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Women love a chump who will do repairs to their abode free or charge on the pretense they might get s ex. Newsflash. ...work away you are not getting any.6. "Women love a guy that is handy around the house
That's the some solid advice right there. You don't score any points for doing repairs or hanging stuff on walls for women. There are 6 other dudes in her contact list that are ready and willing to come over and help her. Let them do it and get nothing from it. Nice guys finish last here! If it doesn't make the vagina tingle, don't waste your time.Women love a chump who will do repairs to their abode free or charge on the pretense they might get s ex. Newsflash. ...work away you are not getting any.
Yeah, I love that one about the "universe". That's become a buzz word for this new age "spirituality" that is a watered down religion which is essentially summed up as "good things come to those who wait".Any variant of "the universe will provide you X, Y, and Z".
Bullsh*t. No it won't. Or it won't in the frequency/timescale that I want it to.
That is the typical female mindset. It comes from wearing make-up, being passive, and waiting for someone with testosterone to do something.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.