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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.
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.
Youve had women outright ridicule you for being single? Damn, Im 27, soon to be 28, and Ive yet to have that happen. Maybe its something Ill soon experience, but usually when I tell any women Im not ready for a relationship and am trying to get my life in order, they agree with my plan. I top it off by saying I dont want to rush and end up committed to someone who's wrong for me...and I dont ever get shamed for saying that. And this is all women...friends, acquaintances, romantic interests, etc....none have shamed me.TyTe`EyEz said:A town of 600? Dude, I live in a college town of 300,000.
What's your point? Are you saying I should move to this country and "man up?"
Fvck that.
I'm sick of being ridiculed by women because I'm not married yet. They can eat another d1ck. I don't want anything to do with them.
I'm sick of women projecting their desperateness on me; I swallowed the red pill several years ago. KontrollerX and Burroughs gave it to me.
Samspade, fvck these b1tches, man. What's the ****ing point anymore?
She didn't like being faithful to her man, so she started her own all-woman town as a backlash. Hopefully natural selection will render them unfruitful with children and the entire town will die off in 75 years or so. The ones that realize it's a trap that leads to extinction will leave and find men in other parts of the world.The unusual settlement was founded by Maria Senhorinha de Lima, branded an adulterer and excommunicated after fleeing her forced marriage.
Other women rejected by society joined her in isolation
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.
Danger said:It sounds like a great place to pass through and visit for a week. The right week.
Once you know which week they are ovulating you know when to attend. Then let them fight eachother over you in a bloody battle, and make sure to ignore the winner and fvk the hottest one anyways.
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.
Happens, no issues. Hope you are doing well. Take CareTyTe`EyEz said:I didn't mean any offense to you, original poster. I was drunk ranting.