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.
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.
yepOriginally posted by Ratman
This sounds stupid
Your over analyzing to much. If you really feel uncomfortable about letting her use it, tell her to go to kinkos. But you gotta think of the postitive of this. You get her in your house/room, you can do neg hits, kino all kinds of stuff. Its only AFC, if you act like an AFC.Originally posted by Ratman
This sounds stupid but:
She rings me up and says she needs to use my scanner. Would i be AFC if i let her?
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Nicely put yo. DJ OR DIE!!Originally posted by Porky
THE SCANNER REPRESENTS THE LEASH THAT SHE IS TRYING TO THROW AROUND YOUR NECK.
CALL HER UP AND TELL HER YOU AREN'T HER B1TCHY LITTLE PUPPY DOG, THEN GO TO HER HOUSE AND SCREAM AT HER SOME MORE. THROW A SLAP OR TWO IN HER FACE. YOU CAN'T LET THIS KIND OF DISRESPECT GO UNNOTICED.
DJ4LYFE
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.
no, but may i suggest suicide for such a retarded question?Originally posted by Ratman
This sounds stupid but:
She rings me up and says she needs to use my scanner. Would i be AFC if i let her?
Originally posted by undesputable
is this how much you come into contact with girls? you talk to them so little that you have to ask a question like should i let her use my scanner?
maybe if you talked with girls a little more, you wouldnt ask such stupid questions.
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.