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.
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.
Thanks for the advice! I will pray about it.
I would like to serve the Jewish community, and love to study the Torah and the Talmud, and love to give public speeches. I think I would make a great rabbi IF I can give up the casual sex. Now that I think about it, maybe I should try to find a quality woman, marry her, AND become a rabbi!
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
You can serve the Jewish community as a non-rabbi and as a devoted practitioner of Judaism. You have been doing something else with your life for 62 years. You have worked some jobs for the last 40-45 years.
I know, but I've long wanted to be a rabbi.
So you don't think your past would come up? Are you naive?
Very ugly too
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.
Just become a reform or reconstructionist Rabbi. The Jew doctors tell me those sects are barely Jewish. You can also pray to Jesus and ask his opinion. After all, he was a Jew too.
She should fix the nose; but prob. gives good head. I believe it's part of a Jewish woman's offerings.. Nice big t!ts and good head. What could go wrong? Just make sure you make a sh!t ton of $$$$.
Their females are not big on anal though..The Talmud allows for all kinds of naughtiness OP. Read it sometime
You can go to a town where no one knows you, if that helps.
It isn't kosher for a Jew to pray to Jesus. Also, why would I? I don't believe he was: God, the Messiah, or the son of God.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Depends on the sect. The reform and reconstructionists are barely Jewish I am told.. They are more "Jew-ish". Then you have the Messianic Jews who believe in JC.
Which ones have the biggest boobs?
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
