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.
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.
Because that's normal. Look at what Joshski posted. That's the typical scenario.shaunuk said:lolwut, my dad actively encourages shagging everything that moves...I don't make any effort to "hide" alcohol or condoms, why would I?
Lmao my parents are mad chill.Ice882 said:Sh1t, right?
No.
He was cool about it. He took my rum away but let me keep my condoms....pretty cool old guy....
hope he sticks around for a long time.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.
very similar experience once. so ready for collegeeaglez1177 said:Yea some parents are just very chill about everything but other parents just freeak out about everything and dont know how to let off on their kids.
About a year ago my dad happened to find a condom in one of my shorts pockets in the laundry (i have no idea how, my mom does the laundry), but he told me my mom never saw it and that if she did she would freak out. Then my dad gave me possibily one of the most awkward talks I've ever had with him in my entire life. He like told me to get into the car with him to drive to the CVS for something and I was like "Huh why do I have to go?" and he just told me to get in the car. Then like out of nowhere he just asks "Are you having sex with your girlfriend!?" Then he proceeded to tell me about all the possible consequences, and the whole thing just turned out to be very weird.
If my parents ever found a bottle of rum though they would kill me.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
This.shaunuk said:part of this may be the age differences for buying booze in different countries, i.e. The UK (18yrs) and the states (21 usually?)
I've been drinking since younger than 18...my parents would buy me it until I was of legal age. It's pretty normal over here (UK)
And for the sex/condom thing. It's pretty standard for most guys to carry a condom in their wallet. I'd say most kids with decent popularity have had sex by time they're 17. And if not by 19, then you're doing pretty damn sh1t. My mum personally knows I shag around quite a bit, and she asks to make sure I'm using condoms because she doesn't want me getting no AIDS or some girl pregnant.
(naively assuming most of you are from the states) Do lots of you have really strict parents? Booze and condoms (even at a youngish age, like 17 or even younger) are very normal here -- my parents would never have freaked out about either at all..
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.