Brian20o2
Master Don Juan
Well I just got my 1st car, just after getting my liscense. Its a Red 1983 Toyota Celica GT. What kind of cars do you guys have?
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
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.
My dad owned that car back in 85, amazing I still have pictures.Brian20o2 said:Well I just got my 1st car, just after getting my liscense. Its a Red 1983 Toyota Celica GT. What kind of cars do you guys have?
yea the rx7 are pretty nice, but you got to take care of them. if you like the 7 and you want an ls1, you can put that engine in an rx7. a lot of people have done that and it works great.organizedconfusion said:those rx-7's are awesome.i had one for about a year and it died on me,i baught it used and the apex seals were basicly worn out,i had coolant leaks every other week and the vacumm lines would always blow out.The poor bastard who owned it before me really drove it to hell!! beautyfull car and fast when working correctly.I really hope Mazduh brings them back! i drive a turbo four door neon GLH (go like hell!)- i really want an LS1 though...
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.