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.
Thanks man, I'm actually in Vegas quite a bit for UFC events. Also moving to Tempe so i'll be even closer.Fallen33 said:You are doing REALLY good dude. You seem to be a bit of a natural. Just noticed that you are in So. Cali. if you ever plan on taking a weekend trip to Vegas, definetly hit me up. We'll go sarge.
Also MAD PROPS for getting dome in the freezer. Fvcking hilarious.
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.
Of course that's what I meant :yes:Create Reality said:But Dude! It's a HB5Chubby. You lose! :crackup:
I think by HB5 you meant HeftyBabe5, right?
It seems that girls are just DYING to be swept off their feet by someone with DJ skills who knows what they are doing, i'm sure you'll be fine!green69 said:God damn, I'm supposed to be studying but I got caught up for 30 minutes reading this thread. Good job dude!
I really like your confident style. The scenario where you just grabbed that girl and then she sucked you off is a perfect example. You could've beat around the bush, wait for her to follow through - but instead you just made it happen.
It's given me so much more confidence. I don't have 1/2 the game as you I'm prolly not as good looking either but who cares? It's not that hard to get dates etc., especially when girls are giving you obvious signs of interest.
You just gotta go for it, like you've been doing and it's gone well so far.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.