You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
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.
Thats weird that youre giving rave reviews about the meet and this is your first post......is it colla in disguise??Pumas said:Well here it goes.... no holds barred
The first weekend I met up with Colla and Cr1mson (two weeks ago) to go sarging, I had a blast. I was fresh out of a bootcamp (which im sure colla's tired of hearing about) and ready to run some game. Only problem was, day game is ****ing tough for me.
After meeting up, we introduced ourselves to one another. Colla and Cr1mson were cool, they had an honest vibe about them. There was a fouth PUA who claimed to be one of the best. This dude, who I will call "Wolfticket" claimed to have all the answers. He claimed to have inner game handled, he said he was laid off a single cold approach and said he was a hypnotist. He told me this without skipping a beat... so I believed him.
We split off into groups (2 and 2) and sarged the mall. It was me and Colla, and Wolfticket and Cr1mson. I was desperate to get into state as I walked the mall. I talked to everyone as I walked by. I even talked to a chick who was working as a cashier during a transaction. I reached over the desk and shook her hand while running an opener. I pushed Colla to open sets as he pushed me. We opened a good four sets a piece before meeting back up. I was able to open, build attraction, but needed work on the escalation. Needless to say this would be my core problem for the next two weeks (maybe more, well see).
We switched venues and partners. I was stuck with "The great Wolfticket". Wolfticket bragged about how good he was the whole time. I asked him to open an 8, to which he said, "shes not hot enough for me". I continued opening and building attracton, while he watched like a pimp with no hoes. He continued bragging about himself to a point where it started to piss me off. I opened a set in bed bath and beyond (hired gun) that started very, very well. As I was going to transition to a close, there were customers waiting for her in line. I told her, "ill be right back". As I went to find Wolfticket, he found the set which he had seen me open. He told her that I needed help and some other bull**** that salted the game up. As I walked back, he approached me and said, "dude sorry, i think I just ****ed that up for you". I could not stand this CHODE.
I continued opening with chode... errrm, I mean, WOLFTICKET, following me around being creepy. I continued to build attraction while he continued to refuse to approach sets and be annoying. At the end of the day the Master finally approached a two set which was seated at a bench. As Wolfticket approached, I could already read BLOWOUT on the girls faces. He was BLOWN OUT and had 0 game. You never know what youre gonna get from the internet...
I was able to run game with Cr1mson and we opened some solid sets. Once again, I still have to work on my closes. Overall it was a good learning experience and I found out some things I was doing wrong, like "dragging my feet".
Last weekend, me and Colla went out to hit berkely. On the way I learned my buddy was in the hospital. Secondly at the time I was technically homeless. Third as me and colla drove in berkely I got in an accident LOL it sucked! We changed directions and hit a mall up in the bay area, the mall was my idea. It was a dumb idea. We were able to open a few sets in between all the women who either had babies with them or dudes with their arms hanging over them. We went back to Berkely.
There were tons of sets to be opened in Berkely, but It turned out to be a tough venue for me. Moving sets were tough to open, but we were still able to open for the most part.
Overall we opened half as many sets as we had set out to do, but I still felt like we accomplished something even though we had no closes. Colla did a BALLSY opener that I had to give him props for! Dude, colla, I still dont think I can do that! PROPS.
I still must learn to escalate more and find a better way to close! Day game is a lot tougher for me for some reason!
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.
this saturday...i got sisters graduation party/ufc....can we make it for 1pm? i can sarge for 3 hours or so and gotta leave at like 4 or 5pm.collalife said:this saturday(may 24) will be a meeting at fairfield mall. its main focus is overcoming aa for some people, but mainly opening sets and building attraction through dhvs. pm me for info. its at 2pm sat.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
when re we going to sarge already colla? im ready and waiting...rhoto...you too!collalife said:bay area sarge weekend has went from weekends to weekdays also. Hit me on the weekdays for anytime you want to sarge and also if its possible we will throw in sarge weekends from day-night game. 18-19 years preferred for night game but im getting a fake id so.....lol.....doesnt matter anyone come out and sarge.
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.
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.