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.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
D'OH!!! :kick:reset said:
I can see from your OTHER thread that you sent her a text.
reset said:Of course when I mentioned to say he enjoyed the sex, it was a joke....
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.
Francisco d'Anconia said:I swear, one day I'm going to start charging you guys. :yawn:
Francisco d'Anconia said:He didn't.... Was that before or after the $50?
Don't laugh. Guys call David d'Angelo, Neil Strauss, Mystery, et. al. marketers out there just to make a buck, but with there so much of a need for this stuff it's easy money. Don't worry though, I already know that the real money is not providing the service online. Way too many cheap fvckers who will just download the stuff and then gripe about it when they don't execute it correctly.reset said:
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'm pulling for 'ya but the whole sending her a text is a lot like a guy who was on a business trip and had secured the services of an escort. Though that would have been more like $500 rather than $50 I'd guess.My Name is Nobody said:Yeah yeah keep giving me a hard time.. She'll be calling me again trust me.. I'm not stupid, she'll be back...
I know, I know...reset said:Lol. You know I appreciate your advice brother!
Francisco d'Anconia said:Don't laugh. Guys call David d'Angelo, Neil Strauss, Mystery, et. al. marketers out there just to make a buck, but with there so much of a need for this stuff it's easy money. Don't worry though, I already know that the real money is not providing the service online. Way too many cheap fvckers who will just download the stuff and then gripe about it when they don't execute it correctly.Oh well, just more for my notebook...
Francisco d'Anconia said:I'm pulling for 'ya but the whole sending her a text is a lot like a guy who was on a business trip and had secured the services of an escort. Though that would have been more like $500 rather than $50 I'd guess.
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.