I agree with you 100%. But some men go into AFC mode as they age. Many of those men used to be DJs too. Very sad the story on this thread...indeed.Francisco d'Anconia said:The wife of a work associate... I don't think that I'd even touch that one.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
I agree with you 100%. But some men go into AFC mode as they age. Many of those men used to be DJs too. Very sad the story on this thread...indeed.Francisco d'Anconia said:The wife of a work associate... I don't think that I'd even touch that one.
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.
Dude, you're scaring me. I don't worry about incontinence nor prostate cancer but the chance of reverting to AFC conditioning???!!! Whoa, that's some deep sh1t.... :nervous:Latinoman said:I agree with you 100%. But some men go into AFC mode as they age...
Thanks for giving them an explanation. I've yet to come across any poon that's worth putting my career and the ability to eat and pay the mortgage in jeopardy.Latinoman said:Let me be blunt as I sense most of the advice given to you come from people that don’t understand career dynamics.....
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.
Yea, with ANY interaction with women you have to weigh out the risk/effort vs reward.Francisco d'Anconia said:Thanks for giving them an explanation. I've yet to come across any poon that's worth putting my career and the ability to eat and pay the mortgage in jeopardy.
Latinoman said:Some points:
1) If this couple was into the "alternate lifestyle"...HE (not her) would have been the one approaching you with this.
2) Risking your career or professional reputation is AFC.
3) You are already experiencing one-itis.
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.