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.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
I've been to Miami 5 times, and I've never been really impressed by the women there. Maybe all of the hot girls are on the yacht parties, but I still don't find the Instagram party girl type attractive at all though.
Here I will respectfully disagree with you. If you have walked around Brickell or Lincoln Rd yet failed to see a beautiful woman in Miami, then you have the most insane standards out there. Miami women might be the most narcissistic women East of the Mississippi but compared to almost any other city in the US (except for maybe LA), they are amongst the best looking in the country.
Then show some images of the good parts of Miami. I wanna see these hot women.
Go down to Brickell or to Lincoln Road on a busy day, if you cannot find hot women then, you just have different standards.
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.
Do they look like the women you see on Don Bilzerian's pictures? I'm just not in to that look lol.
Show me the hot women. Do you have pictures? We need examples. I showed the video of Miami that exists. Now refute it.
I've seen those pictures in the past. Those are some elite looking women with hot looks.
This is why I don't take Jake seriously in any capacity.
Dang Jeffrey Epstein, I didn't know hot women could only look like the women on Dan Blizerian's yacht? Maybe I prefer Nerdy or more normal looking women over some girl with plastic surgery and a waist disproportional to her body that just parties on boats all day. Chillaxxx
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 imagined you saying something like "Talk Nerdy to me" lol. Its cool, I prefer a nerd, "Girl Next Door", or a geek myself (as long as she passes the boner test of course).
Yeah, I've always dug the either the plain Jane or nerdy look. I do not vibe well with party girls, so maybe that's why I am so turned off by Brickell/Miami women. Plus, I hate beaches like Aparna
. I will make this clear that I will never deny any girl that is considered universally attracted regardless of what race/personality/hair color/whatever. I hate it when some average dude calls an overall attractive girl ugly because she doesn't meet his particular preference...Like dude GTFO of my face lol.
Meh...if she's Italian then I am turned off so make of that what you will. Tell me the same girl is Eastern European and I am turned on lol.Yeah, I've always dug the either the plain Jane or nerdy look. I do not vibe well with party girls, so maybe that's why I am so turned off by Brickell/Miami women. Plus, I hate beaches like Aparna
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.
You have Italadar Jesse?
It's an essential skill for living your best life.
Bruh, what if I brought you some girl from the fringes of Trieste lol.
There are not a lot of Guidettes in Miami. Miami is far more for the Latinas.
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.
