She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
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.
Well, she could be lying, but it's not impossible to believe. He's not that famous, not like he's an A-lister or something like that. He probably has a lot of confidence because of his fame, and maybe approached her and started talking to her and they vibed well. Happens every day with non-famous people. Yeah, he is rather old for her, but he is in good shape.
100 percent agree and was going to post that as well. I mean, not ugly looking, she's cute, but not this hottie like the posters on here are claiming he just pulled in. Even at my grocery store I got a couple chicks far hotter than her working there.
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.
Her hotness was not the point of the thread. The point was the hate from older women she received.
I'd say she's pretty hot compared to what the average 62 year old gets.
True. For our ages on here, no we wouldn't go for her. Here in fl I see old guys with better looking women in their early 40s though (gold diggers)
Yeah that’s fair.
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.
No, I believe it, these millennials don't know jacksh!t about personalities pre-2000. I had to work with one, a dude, 2 years ago 20 years old, he didn't know who ANY person I referenced from My time growing up. I think it's the cellphone gen(s) that constantly have their heads buried in the phone tapping so they don't know nothin.
He used her to get into the business, once in he was in like Flynn.
Maybe he's tried her out (without condom) and sees that she doesn't have any diseases and thus a keeper. I could understand sticking with one that you know for sure is clean.
Who's that guy?
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.
Yep, it was just a joke. Good point on the steroids, he probably had to work extra hard to make sure he had more testosterone than she did.
He hasn't aged that well, but he pretty much was THE definition for Chad even before that became a meme (go view the horribly cliché-ed movie "Rocky IV" to see him in his prime). In any case, the value of a man is in his genetic fitness, and an old man's sperm is just about as good as a young man's sperm.
I hadn't seen this post first before I had basically posted the same idea. I'm surprised that the 0-10 charts that the Incels come up with don't have him at the top as the anti-StBlackOps2Cel.
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.