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.
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'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.
It's noisy. You get cheap kino, but must repeat about 3/4 of what you say to her.miba said:was just wondering...how easy is it to pick up when you go to clubs?
They aren't bad places to get a random hook up or a one night stand, but this has only happened to me randomly (not everytime).miba said:Hey,
Im currently in High School, and was just wondering...how easy is it to pick up when you go to clubs?
Tell your experiences. Thanks. :woo:
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.
How do you do that without looking lame?Poonani Maker said:I just lurk in the corner and watch the big screen TV or band. Chicks have to Find me, in a bar or a club. I'm very laid back. When I get up and go to the bar, it's a big event for me, and the chicks are watching my every move. The "sales type" chicks will even sit down at my table and get to know me. It's a reversal of roles.