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.
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.
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.
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....
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.
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:
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
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.
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.