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.
Honestly an LTR isn't even something I desire anymore. If I run into a plate that's worth it then I will consider. I am going to date a variety of women going forward, but I in no means have any hope for finding anything special.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
Either way, best attitude to have. Women try to lock down the man who wants to be free.
That’s exactly the right attitude to have. I was just spinning plates with no expectation of an LTR.
Yes, because guys at the end of the day......we just talking about women here. To be honest, I think once a guy gets to a point where he can consistently attract women through dates and consistent a.ss, I think that's the PEAK or the TOP of this entire thing.
There's another thread on here at the moment about how modern women are hypergamous, even when in committed relationships, because of social media. If it is true that women are always looking for the better deal, why would a man become complacent in a LTR? Apparently he shouldn't be.
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.
That’s the myth, the fallacy. That you can kick back and relax once you’re in a relationship.
Natural shift of focus.
And I would also argue the root of most divorces and separations. You be the best man you can regardless of single or in an ltr. Many men lose sight of this.
I don't do the latter three whether I'm in a relationship or not (other than nail maintenance).
I somehow doubt you spend three hours a week doing cardio with a diet restricted of carbs religiously while in a relation. Working out I can see.
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.
I don't think three hours of cardio a week is that difficult to maintain.
If your diet is that tight you don't need 3 hours of cardio. Especially if you're pushing yourself with squats and deads.
Dont think you know who you’re talking to.
Haha, you couldn’t even google the correct answer.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
I just went to the source of most of my fitness knowledge.
Kind of like asking, “hey Guru, why make that extra mil, you don’t need it.”
You really have to wonder about a Dude who claims to be "like water" while worrying about cutting water.
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.