"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking You"
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.
Don't ever become this guy.
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"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"
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.
ThunderMaverick
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Good thing you refute my reply. I believe you now.STR8UP said:
"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"
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.
iqqi
Master Don Juan
There really aren't sides, but it's obvious that some of you do your darnest to stick together NO MATTER WHAT. Instead of actually responding to points made.ketostix said:
Here is something to really alarm you homos:
There is just you three left in your huddle.
iqqi
Master Don Juan
Is that supposed to surprise us?STR8UP said:
ThunderMaverick
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STR8UP said:
What? Did you completely miss the point of that statement? It was a joke wrapped around a very good point.
I'm not accusing you of being a guy who hangs out with ....
ah never mind.
"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking You"
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.
Mr.Positive
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It's 9 pages of flaming, nothing good, just people taking cheap shots at each other.
We're better than this here. It's time we start acting like it.
STR8UP said:
See that's just it. Don't forget I was in "their business" and "judging". You got to just love the hypocrisy in that last line. The only point the "other side" had was that my conclusion about the situation could've been wrong if some other unlikely scenario was at play. Every other side point they made was flimsy on its face. It was all just a bunch of insulting and flaming wrapped around their one small point they supposedly were making.
"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"
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.
MacAvoy
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I hate it when you come into a thread and its already 8 pages long. Then to truly understand you have to read it all. The worst was coming into a MNIN 15+ pages in.reset said:
I got sucked in around page 4 of this thread, tried to be logically, got sucked in a bit but I kept my posts to a minimum. I'll save you the trouble, its not worth reading, like Mr Positive said, its actually disgraceful for the MM forum to have this IMO.
ThunderMaverick
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STR8UP said:
From what you tell us about the people you hang out with, people ASSUME you are just like them. They think that your motives coincide with the people you go out with. They screw around and f*ck people over, so a lot of people here assume you are the same as them.
Someone made the point that if they saw you hanging out with those s!uts and attention whores they would assume you would be either a shallow money grubbing yuppie or a total AFC.
They don't know you, but they're judging you based on who you hang out with.
Is that fair of them to do when they don't even know you?
YOU certainly don't believe so, seeing as you always cry about it.
You actually MISSED that point?
reset said:
LOL. Let me give you the condensced version. Apparently it is OK for iqqi and others like her to make assumptions about posters on here, but it's not OK for me to make assumptions about an anonymous individual I observed in person. There you go
."Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"
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.