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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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.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
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?
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
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.
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.
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...