She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
LOL, yeah the title is deceiving. Nothing I'd like more than getting out of this cold and going down to warm FL and having a few drinks with you. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get away this winter, but I hope to make it down there sometime in the future.STR8UP said:Darn....I was hoping for a good AW story. Seems I'm the only guy who knows one these days
BTW....shots are on me if you make it this way any time soon.....
Yes I live in the midwest. I was hoping you'd hand deliver me shots.iqqi said:Aren't you in the midwest? I can send one to you via priority mail... but this is kinda late notice. I really would have, too.
It's so cold tonight and windy too. It's suppose to be down to like 4 degrees. Probably no one will be out. So now you're impuning an entire astrological sign lol?iqqi said:You have to go out TONITE because your bday is officially at midnite.
Shoulda known you were an aquarius. They are all as$holes.
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.