Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
HA-HA!!! Sounds like a challenge!!!! :crackup:MacAvoy said:Sounds like fun however I have a funny feeling that this will be a lot easier than playing Where's Waldo.
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.
HA-HA!!! Sounds like a challenge!!!! :crackup:MacAvoy said:Sounds like fun however I have a funny feeling that this will be a lot easier than playing Where's Waldo.
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.
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.
Damn....you were still have a crush on this woman?My Name is Nobody said:I'm back. And I'm over it. She did me a favor. Time for newer and better things. Out with the old and in with the new.
And the new is hot as hell.
Latinoman said:Damn....you were still have a crush on this woman?
Latinoman said:Damn....you were still have a crush on this woman?
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.
Beta?oldschooler said:No contact doesn't work by dropping off the raidar.
It works by you putting your self out there as much as possible so your not with her BUT she still hears about you.
im currently writing about this in my revised how to be mysterious thread that will be re-posted in beta =].
You've tossed her number, you don't even see her at work, and you're finally almost over her. Why in hell would you want to get back on good terms with her? Do you realize what could happen if you did? Don't tell me that you need some type of 12-step program to deal with this!My Name is Somebody said:...My last question is there ANY way for me and this woman to be on decent terms again? I just want to be on decent terms. That's it...
Any ideas?
Francisco d'Anconia said:You've tossed her number, you don't even see her at work, and you're finally almost over her. Why in hell would you want to get back on good terms with her? Do you realize what could happen if you did? Don't tell me that you need some type of 12-step program to deal with this!
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.
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.