Kenturkey
Don Juan
For anyone interested, here's my mame machine.
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.
She's 25. And you're right. I'll never announce my intentions to anyone ever again... That's for sure.sounds good
stop alerting other males that your chick is the bomb
how old is she ?
i am 26 and i used to play burger time on commodore 64
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.
I don't know about you, boys and girls, but I'm taking that as a hit. :woo: And don't ask about the "obsessive tongue checking" that was part of my email. ;-)very cute...
i'm feeling better already, I mean the obsessive tongue checking has decreased considerably
thanks for the smile, ok actually i laughed out loud, anyway... you made my day
;-) B
Shawn is the guy from church who jumped my claim and asked her out before i got a chance to.ME: there's THIS picture...
ME: << Picture of my girl, and her ex from highschool hanging out at Henry Clay's Statue >>
ME: grr.
ME:
ME: that's apparently the ex from high school who's "just a friend"... Oh how the scorpio jealousy boils.
Becki: ooo...jealousy coming out?
Becki: funny
Becki: just friends, she keeps reassuring you,
Becki: so apparently that's a good thing, if she doesn't want u to misinterpret anything
Becki: about Shawn, or the ex, or anyone else
Becki: oh, ywah, saw shawn last night.
ME: yeah, but that was a week ago... maybe the flame of desire has grown since they've been together all this time...
Becki: i hafta admit, he's quite the stud muffin
Becki: i think u should definitely feel threatened
Becki: ha
Becki: not!!
ME: well, she said she'd go out with him!
Becki: oh puhlease!
ME: so he must be doing something right.
ME:
Becki: she told shawn she'd go out with him?
Becki: i didn't know she said yes
ME: well, she said he asked.
ME: i assumed it was a yes.
Becki: don't assume anything
Becki: it makes an 'ass out of u m me'
ME: well, like i said, her exact words were "i don't know how you want to handle this, but shawn already asked me out"
ME: that's all i know.
ME: before i could ask her any questions about it, she was like "but, call me again sometime, blah blah blah" and we hung up.
ME: so...
ME: of course now, asking about it would show some signs of insecurity. which i'm not, i'm just curious.
Becki: yes, i think u r a little insecure, but that's normal
Becki: and curious
ME: the only thing i'm REALLY insecure about right now is this whole wait-a-month thing.
ME: just not sure how to do it.
ME: i don't think i've had to since like 10th grade.
ME:
Becki: yeah, i know. but only time will tell. u gotta be patient
Becki: i know it's hard, but u gotta develop a friendship first and that'll build u up in her mind
Becki: that u were willing to 'court' her before u could date her
Becki: i think that's a good thing in any girls book
Becki: not to get u into the friend zone or anything...but i think it's a really healthy thing
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.
So, she not only remembered who my driver was, but ALSO where he placed. This girl said she's never had any interest in NASCAR in her life. I'm feeling pretty good about this one....I saw where your boy came in 2nd (or runner up or whatever it's called in NASCAR)
congrats by the way, hope you got to gloat just a bit
Anyways, just wanted to say hi and Happy Monday...
B ;-)
Oh, and iqqi, I *DID* post in her blog the other day. Just once. You're right. I did make her giddy. ;-)post in the damn blog! she gave you the link for gosh sakes, it will make her smile and have giddy feelings for you. don't do it every single day, just one reply to let her know you thought of her.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.