daygameguy
Master Don Juan
What do you do (in practice) within the first few minutes of arriving at a bar or club all by yourself?
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I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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.
Usually I'm riding my bike.daygameguy said:What do you do (in practice) withing the first few minutes of arriving at a bar or club alone?
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.
San Jose California said:The answer is you don't go out by yourself. Nobody who isn't some sort of retarded freak goes out by themselves. This is the type of thing you do with buddies.
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.
San Jose California said:^So when you don't open anybody you just sit there? I'm not trying to challenge you or anything, just curious.
Says who? Ok, maybe in Iowa it's different (i'm not dissing, I just never been in that type of environment), but most places I go girls don't even necessarily know whether you're alone or with friends. Or you can go with friends who don't have the balls to approach (happened to me so many times) and you still end up doing the work all by yourself...radiodude said:Largely, decent women don't really take to a guy who is alone.
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.
There we go! positivity guys.. where is the positivity!drak_ool said:Says who? Ok, maybe in Iowa it's different (i'm not dissing, I just never been in that type of environment), but most places I go girls don't even necessarily know whether you're alone or with friends. Or you can go with friends who don't have the balls to approach (happened to me so many times) and you still end up doing the work all by yourself...
Honestly, I believe that everybody who says "don't go to a bar alone, it's freaky, etc..." is just using this as a cope out, as a way to hide their insecurity.
If you need your buddies around to feel like a pua, then you are still far from where you want to get...
I figured you would probably say that. My perception has always been from a college and 20-something standpoint. That crowd largely tends to run in groups or pairs.drak_ool said:Says who? Ok, maybe in Iowa it's different (i'm not dissing, I just never been in that type of environment), but most places I go girls don't even necessarily know whether you're alone or with friends. Or you can go with friends who don't have the balls to approach (happened to me so many times) and you still end up doing the work all by yourself...
Honestly, I believe that everybody who says "don't go to a bar alone, it's freaky, etc..." is just using this as a cope out, as a way to hide their insecurity.
If you need your buddies around to feel like a pua, then you are still far from where you want to get...