"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."
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.
bay area sarge weekend
- Thread starter collalife
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"She's Out of Your League"
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
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!
Ken785
Master Don Juan
Thats weird that youre giving rave reviews about the meet and this is your first post......is it colla in disguise??Pumas said:
Ken785
Master Don Juan
I.A.F.Y.B.
Master Don Juan
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
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.
Ken785
Master Don Juan
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:
Ken785
Master Don Juan
PM me your number.
"She Wants a Man, Not a Boy"
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.
the beginning of the 30 day theory with the don juan boot camp.
the theory is if you sarge for 30 days it becomes a habit. the prior time before the event will be inner game work and sarge weekends. WE will sarge study and help each other till JUly 15th. This will be for the people who want woman and are actually dedicated. IM going to do it even sometimes if i have to do it alone. I suggest you adapt the attitude and roll with me.
BEnefits: women, confidence, and a new life.
hit me on aim tuwet90 or yim tuwet90
or pm me for my number.
Rhoto
Master Don Juan
Ken785
Master Don Juan
when re we going to sarge already colla? im ready and waiting...rhoto...you too!collalife said:
"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
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.