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.
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.
Yup.J Roc said:there is no such thing as the "friend zone" because you arent her "friend". you are just a guy she rejected that hasn't realized it yet so you loiter around her like a homeless man outside mcdonalds...
there are over 3 billion women on this earth! holla at a female and if she isnt feeling you then you move on.
perseverance said:There is such a thing called the friend zone, it's when a sexually repressed man befriends a woman with the sole intention of using the "friendship" as a stepping stone to something more serious in the future, unfortunately being friends usually means just that.
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.
If you think about it, the friend zone isn't really about friendship at all. It's an excuse used by women to reject an undesirable. It's like a proverbial trash can for undesirable men.J Roc said:thats not a real "friendship". its manipulative tactic that guys with no game use. the moment she gets a boyfriend that "friend" will get mad and leave the picture.
if you dont like a woman, why pretend to be friends with her? do you need attention that badly?Maximummax said:the topic we are talking here is using the same reverse psychology on chicks
If they friend zone a guy, why don't we use the same technique on chicks.