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.
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.
Lmao I'm dead.Think I got hit on today, was in a store today around the corner from my house so you see regulars often. Went shopping for a few things and some chick was behind me with some chips and a drink. While in line she strikes up a conversation she was like "I usually eat healthy, but every time I see you I want to eat hot chips" I smiled and was like what!?!?!
You should have responded with an equally flirty move.Think I got hit on today, was in a store today around the corner from my house so you see regulars often. Went shopping for a few things and some chick was behind me with some chips and a drink. While in line she strikes up a conversation she was like "I usually eat healthy, but every time I see you I want to eat hot chips" I smiled and was like what!?!?!
Wow lots of coincidences before that encounter some chick came in to store. And some guy was getting rung up a few people before me. Chick grabs a cart and immediately goes to the guy "you look familiar" he replied she does to they started naming people and couldn't figure it out. The dude was like here is my business card. Bam!You should have responded with an equally flirty move.
An example of a power move that's Spaz uses to lure women to invite him out....;
I'd would have quipped "why settle for an imitation when you already know that the original is so much better" then hand her my business card and give her a challenging smirk - after which I'll just walk away completely ignoring her.
Want to wager the probability of her calling you ?
For a woman to approach you indirectly or straight up tell you they want to hookup, you need to be a minimum a 8/10.Thank you for your honesty. What looks rating men get approached?
like 7/10 face? or do they need to be like a 9/10 to be approached
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.
Believe me, it works.Wow lots of coincidences before that encounter some chick came in to store. And some guy was getting rung up a few people before me. Chick grabs a cart and immediately goes to the guy "you look familiar" he replied she does to they started naming people and couldn't figure it out. The dude was like here is my business card. Bam!
Well, that approach made me cringe so fvcking hard!! If you can act like a normal human being instead of approaching saying "I'm a pick-up artist", then you'll be a lot less likely to be rejected like that.Reason I rarely approach women, im scared of being blown off like this
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.
Haha! Again there goes that fvcked up looks scale. You see fellow, it's not important if you are 8/10 on the scale you are using, it is much more important what that particular woman perceives you as - as an 8, as a 9, or as 7 or whatever. It is her perception of you, the situation she's in, the moon and the star alignment.For a woman to approach you indirectly or straight up tell you they want to hookup, you need to be a minimum a 8/10.
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.
True and in a way its the same for women, some women my friend find attractive i dont and some i do they dont.I don’t think women see us men the same way we see them considering looks. Sure a very good looking guy can turn on 99% of women. Still some guy can be considered a 9/10 or 5/10 to two different women .
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.