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 asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
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...
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.
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.
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.
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.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
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?
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.