Bible_Belt
Master Don Juan
No sh!t. I make closer to $7k/yr. And I get laid.jay07 said:Youre complaining about making 70k a year? Jesus christ, and i thought the race threads were bad.
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.
No sh!t. I make closer to $7k/yr. And I get laid.jay07 said:Youre complaining about making 70k a year? Jesus christ, and i thought the race threads were bad.
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 agree that eventually she will know, just not too soon.Espi said:But EVENTUALLY...in my opinion, every woman's gonna want to KNOW how much bank you got. EVERY woman wants to feel like she can be supported.
True, but it's useless if you don't want the type of women who cares about your money.Espi said:MY OPINION: the more money you have, the more women you get. And those women you get will typically have bigger breasts and thinner bodies
Yeah. By pregnant psychos and drug addicted lunatics.Bible_Belt said:No sh!t. I make closer to $7k/yr. And I get laid.
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.
^^^Great mentality to have Grewd, wish I had that at 22.^^^Grewd said:I make a respectable amount of money compared to others at age 22, I own an apartment, my own car and I'm even a firefighter (extra responsibility, work at a huge factory with high fire risk).
I could use this to try impress women, but I never have and never will. Partly because I hate bragging and partly because I want people to like ME and not my possessions or occupations.
If I run out of money and know I won't get any for a week (happening a lot after I bought the apartment), I'm still happy and don't give a sh!t about it. It's waste of time to worry about things I can't change, I make the best out of the situation.
Don't be driven to make more just to satisfy women, it will only limit you with women until you reach your goal, and this could be never. Don't give a sh!t about it, don't let women dictate your salary.
If they start complaining about your salary, walk away.
If they start asking early about it, don't give them a clear answer.