You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
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.
Originally posted by Vincent
I don't do it on purpose. I am just ****y and funny with every chick no matter what. Sometimes it has bad consequences like 4's stalking you and sh*t like that. Oh well...
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Precisely. Let's take a scenario... You've been hitting on UG's for a long time, and you've finally gotten this awesome looking girl that you're working on getting in bed. You're on a date with her when out of nowhere this hideous montrosity of a female comes up and accosts you. "After the first week, you never called me back! Now I see why! You've got some barbie doll girl that you want more than you wanted me! Well just wait, you'll come back when you realize I've got the good stuff!!!". The HB you were with re-evaluates you entirely... now, instead of being some suave, charming guy, you're a loser so desperate he has to hit on repulsive women. I don't know about you, but if I were her I wouldn't want anything to do with you after that. You'd be NEXT'd!Originally posted by Jariel
No. I don't see the point in hitting on someone I'm not attracted to and have no intention of dating or sleeping with.
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.
lmao.Originally posted by david90
I tend to do it so people don't think i'm shallow. Truth is I am. I'm trying to changing it though.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Best answer yet.Originally posted by TyTe`EyEs
Only when I'm drunk.
Haha! Is this a personal experience? Sounds like a bad situation or a bad dream.Originally posted by diablo
You're on a date with her when out of nowhere this hideous montrosity of a female comes up and accosts you. "After the first week, you never called me back! Now I see why! You've got some barbie doll girl that you want more than you wanted me! Well just wait, you'll come back when you realize I've got the good stuff!!!".
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.