robrulesyou
Don Juan
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I haven't been here long but maybe i've made some wrong assumptions about this site. So thats why I made this thread because i was curious what your opinions are.
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.
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.
so you have no problem using/hiring one? That's my question: Would YOU pay for one?TheNewGuy said:If it makes you happy, and doesn't make me unhappy, do whatever you want.
Ohhhh I thought you meant in general.robrulesyou said:so you have no problem using/hiring one? That's my question: Would YOU pay for one?
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.
I feel the same way, although I have no moral opposition to prostitution and think it should be legal.TheNewGuy said:I just can't imagine after opening my wallet and going "here". I'd rather work for it and know that she did it because she was attracted to me.
That's not the question people are responding to in your poll, keep that in mind. Personally, I would not hire a prositute, but I also feel like there is no problem with prostitution so I put "approve" as my answer.robrulesyou said:so you have no problem using/hiring one? That's my question: Would YOU pay for one?
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Actually YES THERE IS A DIFFERENCE. Maybe to you guys sex is just meaningless sex. But I'm not a teenager anymore and i dont just want sex for the sake of sex.DJDamage said:do you really believe that what you call "dating" is a whole lot different then modern "prostitution"??. In the end it all ends in sex.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
Awesome analogy!RedPill said:But it's kind of like when a bum comes up to my windshield with a wadded up newpaper and a bottle of Windex - I hit the washer button to remind them that not only is it free, but it's a much better wash.
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.