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.
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.
yeah it's a tough thing to take on, but... no choice.Interceptor said:... men here must learn to PROVIDE ALL THESE THINGS FOR THEMSELVES...
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.
True however no one wants to take time or effort to PREPARE such meals and there are costs associated with such preparation. The well to do can afford at least a lifestyle where someone has time to prep food and often can afford a houskeeper to help. Time really is money.aliasguy said:Fat comes from too much KFC, et al., which, incidentally, is MORE expensive than balanced, quality food easily bought MUCH more cheaply down at the supermarket.
If you want to blame big ol' fat chicks on poor quality food, that's ok, but remember BETTER quality food is readily available to them, and more affordably.
Oh bullcrap. There have been men like that since the dawn of civilization. What is it with the "DJ community" and this belief that the entire male population was made up of Conan the Barbarian clones before the 1960s? It's no different than it was 50, 100, 200, 500, 1000 years ago. Same as the "back in the good ol' days" mentality - there were no "good ol' days". It's a myth every generation has.joekerr31 said:see in the old days a guy would say something like that and any guy within 20 feet of him would have said "hey sally, tuck in your panties." - it wouldn't necessarily be 'mean', but it would be a verbal slap to remind the guy not to act like a woman.
but over the past 20 years and the switch to political correctness, no one says anything anymore. people just shake their head and move on.
so this guy goes around saying dumb sh*t and has no idea that he is behaving like a woman.
kind of sad really.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
You're right to a point but on this specifically you're wrong. I can clearly remember the time when men didn't cry in public, ever, for example. YOU bit your lip until it bled or excused yourself, or did whatever it took.Master Bates said:Oh bullcrap. There have been men like that since the dawn of civilization. What is it with the "DJ community" and this belief that the entire male population was made up of Conan the Barbarian clones before the 1960s? It's no different than it was 50, 100, 200, 500, 1000 years ago. Same as the "back in the good ol' days" mentality - there were no "good ol' days". It's a myth every generation has.
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.
everywomanshero said:Dudes, why on earth would you want to live up to someone else's standard of "what being a man means". WHo gives a ****? If at the end of the day I am living up to my own personal values and beliefs, then I'm "being a man" in my own way. I really couldn't be bothered to care if I am "acting feminine" by eating some hot girl's snatch and telling her it tastes great when it really smells so bad I am about to gag.
So some guy who sits around jerking his pork sword to John Wayne is going to set the standard? Not for me! I think we should each live up to our own standards, it's fine to be inspired, but when one feels he has to live up to some external standards I think that is cause for concern.
Interceptor said:...and they lack certin Rites of Passage that can help propel them into the correct productive, positive, and healthy masculine mind set.
men cry in public now?bigjohnson said:You're right to a point but on this specifically you're wrong. I can clearly remember the time when men didn't cry in public, ever, for example. YOU bit your lip until it bled or excused yourself, or did whatever it took.
Now it's 'sensitive' and people comment on it as if it's an OK thing, in the past men had the good sense to not notice if the guy who'd just lost his father had a few bouts of incontinence for a week or so.
Yeah, also cry in the restroom too.Master Bates said:men cry in public now?
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.