0 convos so far. i have to get out in the afternoon this weekend cuz im working friday and sat night
:cuss: . wanted to go to the club, as usual, on saturday night. not happenin. i have to try. cant quit. just have to find a way to get out.
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.
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.
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.
My best places to approach:poohead said:2/15Questions for you guys:
-best places to find people to approach?
-what are your typical opening lines?
OK Migel.. how would your masturbation opener work? Give it a shot.. pun intended :crackup:Migel said:flippinfreak: maybe you need to raise the difficulty a bit for yourself LOL. Try for example: talking about masturbation within the first minute of an encounter.
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.
Hey, congratulations on completing the task!!!yrock181 said:i know that i haven't been posting all my bootcamp reports. i haven't had time becuase this is the last week of school. but i have completed all 15/15 convos with people. i have done all my approaches on campus and train mostly.
one convo that sticks out was today, i approached a lady who was reading neil strauss book The game.
Me: what is that book about?
she: is a book thats suppose to help guys pick up women.
me: do you think their methods work?
her: i guess, i still haven't gotten to the part that they talk about that .
me: cool. i know it must be weird having guys reading books on women you should write you own.
her:no i think this one is good enough.
we carried this convo for like 25 minutes. i stiill have alot of sarging to do since i still hesitate a little. My problem is that i think too much before i do something. any of you having the same problem.
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.
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.