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.
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.
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.
I hear you but sometimes you do need to know how to defend yourself....there are some haters out there. Although I would like to know how this guy brings on getting beat up so much. And I hope he doesn't try sayin because i nail other dudes chicks. because half my crew does that. unless he's from bensonhurst. then he needs to raise the bar and get out of the gutter.everywomanshero said:Why do you keep getting into fights? The answer isn't to spend the next decade training like a UFC fighter. That's very childish thinking.
The kind of people who feel so powerless in life that they resort to fighting are not worth worrying about. They live in trailors, watch wrestling all day, and take it up the poop shoot in prisons. Unless you plan on living in a trailor park this shouldn't even be coming up. I laugh when I run into these kind of people because it's just so funny how insecure and powerless they really are. While everyone else is driving around in new cars, hot chicks, nice vacations, and such, these jokers are stewing with envy over cheap pizza, some 400lb toothless chic, and beer.
Its important to be able to defend yourself and those you love, training in stuff like bjj should be part of everyones lifestyle imo. This doesn't mean to go out and be some idiot getting into fights, basically its just training for when all the avoidance stuff doesn't work.everywomanshero said:Why do you keep getting into fights? The answer isn't to spend the next decade training like a UFC fighter. That's very childish thinking.
The kind of people who feel so powerless in life that they resort to fighting are not worth worrying about. They live in trailors, watch wrestling all day, and take it up the poop shoot in prisons. Unless you plan on living in a trailor park this shouldn't even be coming up. I laugh when I run into these kind of people because it's just so funny how insecure and powerless they really are. While everyone else is driving around in new cars, hot chicks, nice vacations, and such, these jokers are stewing with envy over cheap pizza, some 400lb toothless chic, and beer.
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.
you need to stop being associated with drug dealersStéphane said:Well the first time was because I hooked up with a chick this other guy wanted, he waitted that I stepped outside to beat the f*ck out of me. The other time was really messed up, my friend had a drug dealer past, and I didn't really think much of it.
He got a call from his brother, saying that someone rated him out to the cops, and they were at his door steps. He said yeah yeah, if I end up in jail you come visit me brother. He closed his cell phone, and tried to kill me.
The 3rd time was even scarier. This chick had a drug dealer boyfriend in prison, and she was telling me all her issues. After a while I just wanted to get rid of her, but she kept coming back. She even added me on msn, stupid me added her. She was like you saw that other guy that hooked up with me he's getting murdered, I was like what? She was like yeah murdered, I was like I don't want to talk to you anymore your crazy.
I deleted, blocked, and stopped all contact.
Be careful with who you associate with.
Stéphane said:The world is a scary place, I already got heavilly beat up twice what's the best self defence course in order to defend myself. I guess guys want to fight with me, because i'm a threat.
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.
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.