wifehunter
Master Don Juan
I'm at the laundromat, and this chick is walking by me, way too many times. I haven't looked up from my phone once.
Silly girls!
Silly girls!
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.
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.
Well played.I'm at the laundromat, and this chick is walking by me, way too many times. I haven't looked up from my phone once.
Silly girls!
At a cafe, this one chick does that all the time, i mean "i know you're fine, but i'm the catch babe!" LOL!I'm at the laundromat, and this chick is walking by me, way too many times. I haven't looked up from my phone once.
Silly girls!
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.
All day long!!! Double takes and elevator eyes. Everyone wants my DNA.Extended eye contact/double take (from them) = let's fck.
Got one earlier today on my lunch time walk. This chick across the street, looking right over with a cheeky grin. I had shades on so she wouldn't have clocked me looking at her (= no validation). As we draw level, I turn to look at her and grin back. She does the same. Really should have approached. Bit of a Plain Jane though.All day long!!! Double takes and elevator eyes. Everyone wants my DNA.
Staring at em and getting all up in them without their effort doesn't help you.One of these days, you are going to talk to one of those girls.
Then you'll learn that aloofness only gets you so far. And realize how limited your philosophy is.
I mean nothing harsh. But nobody needs to learn how to ignore women, mate.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Going your own way might be something that has to be done for a period of time to reestablish your identity.I should have phrased that better, because ignoring women is an art.
But so is escalating.
I see no art in going your own way.
Like points in a Mario gameIn most of these cases, the girl doesn't find you attractive at all. She's merely attempting to collect ego points.
It's good to ignore her but don't be one of those cell phone drones. Look around. Most people aren't looking up from their phone.I'm at the laundromat, and this chick is walking by me, way too many times. I haven't looked up from my phone once.
Silly girls!
^Agreed.In most of these cases, the girl doesn't find you attractive at all. She's merely attempting to collect ego points. The only thing you can say about a female trying to non-verbally engage with you is that you are not disqualified (e.g. too hideous or smelly) from ego points.
She's just trying to get you to show interest SO she can blow you off. It's things they do when they are otherwise bored (like doing laundry). It really doesn't mean much.
When you can actively interact with her and generate interest (that's verified, not imagined) then ignoring her is useful.
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.
Like points in a Mario game
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Just like we like knocking them off their pedestals, they like the power of rejecting AFCs.![]()
May be she is the attendant.I'm at the laundromat, and this chick is walking by me, way too many times. I haven't looked up from my phone once.
Silly girls!
She white, attendant is mexican. I'm there every other week.May be she is the attendant.
So you must have had a sneaky peak then....so much for indifference.She white, attendant is mexican. I'm there every other week.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.