Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
If you really think that's what most women go "gaga" for, you need to grow up.ChrizZ said:THIS IS THE EXACT TYPE OF GUY THAT GIRLS GO GAGA OVER!
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Fukkin YAY-GA-BAHMS!DJDamage said:
Rollo's right fellows. Before I read any response threads, I looked that myspace over. That myspace is DJ.Rollo Tomassi said:Ah man, hating on the Guidos again? We all know damn well this guy turns it out with pornstars, and you could too if you tanned like an oompa loompa and had dragon ball Z hair.
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.
True but there is a difference between true confidence and someone that is going out of his way to advertise it. How much difference is he from a guy that advertising on myspace that he owns million dollars homes, a yacht and drives expensive sport cars?! is that confidence or showboating?! either way that will sure make women salivate.azanon said:Confidence is so rare these days, that women probably come to that guy like starving, mindless animals.
Yeah, the creator went out of his way to make this profile be the biggest douchebag ever, and I bet some chicks still want this guy. The dude in the pics must have pissed someone off.Jesus said:If you really think that's what most women go "gaga" for, you need to grow up.
Also, that profile is so f*cking obviously a joke you'd have to be retarded not to see it.
Youre a tard PERIODChrizZ said:I hate to say it, but that dude gets more a$$ than everyone on here combined.
THIS IS THE EXACT TYPE OF GUY THAT GIRLS GO GAGA OVER!
And AFCs get laid too, but they're still AFCs. Would you prefer the women that AFCs attract over the women Jerks attract?War Against Betaism said:It definitely works when it comes to getting women but he is still a douche, jerks get women but they are still douches.
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.
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.