AllDay85
Senior Don Juan
If you're not exclusive and both spinning plates, does it ever gross you guys out knowing some other guy smashed that recently? Just curious.
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.
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.
I have a plate ask for exclusive, i said no, there next day she sends me snap vids with another guy. Hoes these days.A little bit. But, what they do outside of my presence isn't really my concern.
The real problems start, if a woman decides to rub it in your face. I've had quite a few women attempt to make me jealous in this manner. I think the reason they do it is because this sort of thing (jealousy) creates attraction for them, so they think it'll create attraction for us. However, they don't understand that social proof doesn't work on men. It just makes me feel disgusted, disrespected, and generally p*ssed off.
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.
If you're not exclusive and both spinning plates, does it ever gross you guys out knowing some other guy smashed that recently? Just curious.
Hall of fame stuffEvery day I have less of both desire to be exclusive with women and problem with not being so. The process started only recently, when I was thinking about all this stuff and asked myself why I needed validation from a woman in the first place. I asked myself, what's the ultimate reason why I care about a woman's traits and history? Why does it matter to me whether for example she's a slvt or not? I came to the conclusion that it only matters if you are invested in her to some point. If you derive some kind of self-worth from her. If your ego is invested in pride, security, or whatever based not on yourself but her - if you are invested (which is different from liking someone), then it matters. If you don't hold her up to an ideal and you derive no self-worth from someone else fulfilling that ideal, you are freed of it.
Let me make an example. You are a brand enthusiast and look only for shirts that are originals by the right brand. But one day you just stop caring about it. Someone points out that the shirt you're now wearing is by a low-prestige brand. You do not start to defend your choice by saying that it is actually good quality or whatever. You simply aren't affected because the brand is no longer something that you are invested in, it'd be like someone insulting the design of your tax folder. You hold no value in the ideal of a brand or whatever you could call it. You just like the shirt - it's comfortable and looks good on you, and that's it. You can have many shirts or keep using that one, just don't steal them from others (corresponding to doing stuff like cheating on a hypothetical "good" girl who is in it to have a family). The only reason why you'd care now is you want to provide a good environment for the labourers who made the shirt, so they don't grow up in child sweatshops (corresponding to only having kids with a woman who is suitable for them, so they can be raised in a good environment).
I hope this brief explanation got my point of view across fully. It's a complete mentality shift for me. I consider it to be a different perspective or perhaps an evolution of what I think was @logicallefty 's "beer theory" of women.
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.
How do you communicate that you don't care, without being overt? Women are crazy. I don't get her motive, she keeps seeing me, fu**ing me, and seemingly shi* testing me by trying to make me jealous.It's laughable when women think they have the ability to make me jealous. I've had several women ATTEMPT to make me jealous and it always back fires. I just act indifferent towards their attempt to make me jealous. I'll tell her "thats nice to know" or "thats cool" in a tone of disinterest to show that I couldn't care less.
Having jealousy in your heart is not healthy. Anyways, I couldn't be jealous if I wanted to. It's just something I can't do. The fact that women use such a tactic in an attempt to stir up my emotions is amusing to me, because it'll never work; a tactic as petty as that. I can't and will never be jealous over a man and another woman? Why? There's plenty of ther woman on this world, plus: I'm not worried about what another's woman's doing with another man. The ONLY thing that would be on MY mind is what I'm doing with a female.
I don't worry about the business of other people; it's none of my concern (which includes what women do with other guys). All I'm worried about is what I'm doing (including what I'm doing with females)
What women do with other men is their business and has no value towards me; I just don't care.
It can reaaaallly get annoying though when they try to RUB in your face that they're getting other guys. I just don't care and I'm pretty sure I've made this known; so why do you insist to tell me what you're business is with other males? What you're doing with him is none of my concern. I don't care.
How do you communicate that you don't care, without being overt? Women are crazy. I don't get her motive, she keeps seeing me, fu**ing me, and seemingly shi* testing me by trying to make me jealous.
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.
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.