You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
If the chick doesn't offer it I just hand them my phone and tell them to put their number in it. Usually they give me a bewildered "I can't believe you just did that" look, but it never fails, I always get the number.squirrels said:
The thing I always do: "we'll exchange numbers", or "we'll have to exchange numbers", OR, "we'll hang out", or "we'll have to hang out". The "we'll hang out" and "we'll have to hang out" usually results in a number exchange. Out of all though, I prefer the "we'll exchange numbers" and "we'll hang out".TheLadiesMan said:Some women give you their numbers.... some want you to ask them. wtf?
Best to ask, or wait till they give it to you?
I'd rather have them give it to me, as those are viewed as the lucky winners of the night.
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.
After a month of getting to know her, last night, I got those freakn digits without ever asking for it. Duuuuuuuuuudes! Just a matter of time now. Maybe some girls really are scared of giving their numbers to strangers, but this group would only be about 1% or 2% of real girls. However, this excuse is given about by WAY more than 2% of chicks, so most of the time it is total BS. They just use it 'cos it seems like a polite way of telling you they're not interested.