"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.

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Call me George Costanza

mahon83050

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I had a bad night tonight and the timing cannot have been worse. I felt Like George from Seinfeld or Larry David from Curb Your Enthusiasm.

I had a date tonight and was supposed to meet her in front of the campus cafeteria at 8:30.

15 minutes earlier I realize I cannot find my wallet...so when 8:30 arrives (I live in a dorm right by the cafeteria) I run out to tell her the situation (I did not have her phone #) forgetting that if I leave the building I will be locked out (My ID card was in my wallet)..Sure enough I locked us out....

I find someone to let us (after about 10 minutes) and we end up going to longhorn Steakhouse instead of the bar I had planned. I could not even order a beer at the place because of strict ID policies......I could not enjoy the date because my wallet was on my mind (Everthing was in there, Credit Cards, Student ID, Social Security Card, Drivers License, Drivers Registration).

Previously the girl told me she could not stay late because she had class at 9:00 the next day (excuse)? I do not think it went too well.....she answered a phone call during the date, her eyes were very shifty and she hardly asked any questions about me....The girl was only 21 and I am 29....there was not that much chemistry to begin with.....That is my George Costanza experience.
 

"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."

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.

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that sucks dude

dont try and wine an dine chicks anyway they arent worth it...id rather take one of my homies out for some steak instead of some wench.
 

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Whoa, you sounded like you were going to cry, I wonder what you would have done if somebody had jakced it straight from your pocket and ran...

That girl sure did handle it properly though, if I was on a date with a girl, and she got all big eyed on me about her purse... than for the next half hour started fraking about it, and it was her first priority, I would have gotten very shifty as well.
 

"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.

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