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.
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.
WhitePimp said:I do this kind of approach as well and also have very similar close ratios. I'm at the point where I just don't care about making any more effort than this with approaching. This approach is so much fun for me (getting rejected is actually more fun than getting a number for some reason...is that sick or what?). I dont really have any time for girls anyway so this approach keeps me in there without feeling bad for building rapport only to ditch the girl. I've had a bit more success with getting the date though...my basic routine is pretty much flat out honesty (once again, I really dont care if I go out with her or not so I never feel aggravation is I dont get her number)
"Hi I'm Andrew, and you are...? I saw you from there and thought you were cute and I want to go out with you. Let me get your number. "
That's pretty much all I do (I eye fvck the hell out of them during this) and it works. Even when they pull out the boyfriend line it's still buttloads of fun because it never gets old, I can throw in some pretty edgy experimental ****, and it's so direct. I either win or lose and if I do lose, there's a girl right behind that one I can try it on. Most girls know exactly who I am when I call...the dude who came from nowhere with enormous balls.
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.
ryannath said:Whitepimp, I like your direct style. I may try it sometime. I tried something similar to this at a basketball game once, where a girl came and sat down next to me and kept getting closer, so basicly I just turned to her and said, "Hey, what's your name?"...."Alyssa"(plays with hair and smiles)...."I'm Ryan...want me to give you a call sometime?"...(nervous girl that can barely speak) "yeah"....."ok, what is your number?"..."555-5555". so, I got the number, and I know it was her real number because I got her voicemail twice on two different days...I called her and she never picked up...later i found out she was only 14 and had a bf!!!! She was the one that came and started getting closer to me on the bleachers during the game! She looked much older. They can trick us!
Uh, you can't compare his f-close % to your #-close %...Krassus said:1. My close ratio is PHENOMENAL. Even Mystery has a 30% success ratio, and that's on 7+ after 15-30 minutes. I do 30-40% on 8.5+ after only 1/2 minute, and that's with direct! Must be doing something right, yes? It gets better...
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.
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.