You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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.
Hey man thanks for this reply. Yeh i hope i have as much fun as you did. For every flyer u passed out what was the ratio of people actually showing up at the club?Julian said:I did this YEARS ago..bro let me tell you its an alpha life style..you gotta be down to put in work though. Id go out SOLO on a friday or saturday night handing out flyers etc, going HAM talking to everyone the damn street...you get free reign to approach anyone and act nuts if you wanted to.
Dont get me wrong its WORK but you can have fun with it. Its a social job. You gotta know how to work the crowds. I banged so many females during that time, was on my AAA game, had a face and a name in the streets and even got slapped by some bish, dissed, almost jumped, shot at(not really but gunshots 15 feet away). dealin with homeless trannys, pimps, thugs, elite cosmo sophisticates, college crowds and sports fans etc. EVERYBODY. Its a dope job and experience. I highly suggest you try it out...but be reayd to go balls to the wall.
Keep in mind its not glamorous, it has its moments as your PART of the glitz but you are pounding pavement in all conditions pandering to people to come to your venue...just be alpha and have class and fun with it. get grimy if you have too..fukk it.
Also thats not the only thing you do, back at the club my manager would have me working the door, watching for minors in the club (so basically partying and dancing with bishes and even drinking, while kicking out any drunk ass under 21 year olds). Chillin in the DJ booth etc. Id do it again but the pay sucks balls.