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.
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.
Wyld, I like you and your posts, typically. But NEVER describe a fight like this again. If my girl said this to me, it would make me want to tar and feather her.Wyldfire said:the hairy dude kicked the guy in the checkered bloomers really hard in the head
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.
I don't watch fighting...not my thing. And I didn't know the names of the two guys...so I described what it was about them that stood out to me...excessive body hair and the gawd awful checkered speedos.MetalFortress said:Wyld, I like you and your posts, typically. But NEVER describe a fight like this again. If my girl said this to me, it would make me want to tar and feather her.
See guys, looks matter.Wyldfire said:I don't watch fighting...not my thing. And I didn't know the names of the two guys...so I described what it was about them that stood out to me...excessive body hair and the gawd awful checkered speedos.
*note...I am VERY shallow...so I notice how the guy looks, not his name or how good he does or doesn't fight, lol.
Of course they do.Kwello said:See guys, looks matter.
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.
Well, one of the names was right here in this very thread, and the other can be found simply by typing UFC into Google News, or going to ufc.com. It's not that hard.Wyldfire said:I don't watch fighting...not my thing. And I didn't know the names of the two guys...so I described what it was about them that stood out to me...excessive body hair and the gawd awful checkered speedos.
*note...I am VERY shallow...so I notice how the guy looks, not his name or how good he does or doesn't fight, lol.
You're quite welcome. I would imagine his ankle is messed up pretty bad based on the way he fell on it. Feet just don't turn so that the toes are pointing behind a person. It looked like it hurt really badly.Rata Blanca said:Thanks for the link Wyldfire.
Gabriel Gonzaga dominated the whole fight it was amazing. I wonder if Cro-cop's ankle was broken of something
Yeah, I could have...but I don't like fighting so I really don't care who was fighting or what the name is of the organization they fight with. I just know I don't like excessive body hair or speedos, lol.MetalFortress said:Well, one of the names was right here in this very thread, and the other can be found simply by typing UFC into Google News, or going to ufc.com. It's not that hard.
That don't matter anymore cuz Pride is part of UFC now NEWB! Crocop is overrated, FEDOR EMILIENKO IS SO MUCH BETTER 24-1! Pride fighters are good they just have to get used to the UFC rules cuz it's different. Chuck Liddel and Anderson Silva were both PRIDE FIGHTERS! Now they're both UFC. I know that Rampage Jackson is going to win over Chuck Liddel though, he is a better striker and is stronger. Crocop has a weak chin and he didn't fight hard at all, I'm thinking he's going to retire soon.Skel said:Pride fighters might be overrated but crocop is not. Its just that the UFC fighters are underrated.
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.
e-lie said:The link does not work by the way crocop is awesome but this loss was an upset but hey that other guy has to fight couture good luck![]()
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.