You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
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.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
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.
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.
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?
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.