She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
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.
Certain things can be done to insure the cop doesn't turn uparmadon said:if the cop doesnt show up then it gets thrown out and you win. if he shows up pay the ticket.
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.
No, no, no.pay the ticket. sheesh.
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.
For the record, this is horrible advice. For one, the lawyer will end up costing more than just paying the fee.Stuntmann said:No. Do not pay the ticket. It's points.
Find a lawyer, pay him, let him handle the case. You will have to show to court (or maybe not, depending what lawyer tells you)...
In the end, you will either
A) Pay a smaller fee, but no points. (VERY IMPORTANT)
or
B) Officer does not show up and you win the case. (VERY LIKELY)
Do not pay the fee, do not go to traffic school. There is a limited number of traffic schools you can take in your life time in that state. There is a specific number of points, which you exceed, you loose driving previledge. Yes, points do not go away, they are yours to keep for life in that state.
exactly!azanon said:For the record, this is horrible advice. For one, the lawyer will end up costing more than just paying the fee.
Second, there's only one kind of person that legitimately needs to worry about accumulating so many points that you lose your license; someone who has no business being on the road and putting others' lives in danger anyway.
Most states wipe away "points" in as little as 3 years. A responsible driver who obeys speeding limits has nothing to worry about.
azanon said:Most states wipe away "points" in as little as 3 years. A responsible driver who obeys speeding limits has nothing to worry about.
I'm in Oregon. He says I was doing 51 in a 35 zone.Obsidian said:What state are you from, what was the speed limit, and how fast did the officer say you were going?
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.