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.
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.
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.
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.
Youre not very bright are you? Please define what "dressing black" consists of...continue to make ignorant comments.BBX said:i know i know im sorry, my prefrence. if u want black girls dress black or hell u don't even need to do that.
Sooo...youre biologically predisposed to only like white girls? Some of you people need to pay attention in school or something.its just not physically in my blood to like any other girls
Even you're damage control mode isn't too flash.BBX said:i know i know im sorry, my prefrence. if u want black girls dress black or hell u don't even need to do that. also, not all black girls are "ghetto", some of them are just chilled out and down to earth so yea thats a better choice imo.
Actually oak, some people really DO have some biological preference in them. Go check out the South to see that.oakraiderz2 said:Sooo...youre biologically predisposed to only like white girls? Some of you people need to pay attention in school or something.
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.
oh really. if the tables were turned... i'd date/marry a rich 68 year old chick who does suicidal stunts too... they're chances of dying are doubled: old-age... or breaking some bones.wayword said:This topic is older than dirt. Girls like the "bad boys" in every race. Hardly confined to just the Black one.
You know "Evel" Knievel has slept with over 2000 women? He's 68 now and his latest gf is 29!
Why? Because he's an idiot who breaks his bones jumping over things on a motorcycle! Whom most women would also consider extremely misogynistic (but we'd consider highly REALISTIC) in his views. And women just can't resist that.
Wouldnt that be moreless a sociocultural influence rather than biological? Ive never heard that people are born attracted to one race, maybe im just ignorant. Something proving otherwise would suffice.Eternal said:Actually oak, some people really DO have some biological preference in them. Go check out the South to see that.
Eh, you are probably right. Anyway, onto the point.oakraiderz2 said:Wouldnt that be moreless a sociocultural influence rather than biological? Ive never heard that people are born attracted to one race, maybe im just ignorant. Something proving otherwise would suffice.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.