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.
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.
Haha, thats a cracking line, i like it, where'd u get it from?Oh my names <name> - rememba that coz you will be screaming it later!
Haha, that part made me laugh my ass off. It was very Tucker Max like.Me: Ya know the last time i saw someone as excited as you two - they were in a fcuking coma!
HB1: Get lost
Me: Dont fcuking worry - if i wanted to talk to the dead i woulda gone to the graveyard - get back to ya muff munching!
You handled that perfectly, good job man.gf: Whos she?
Me: Who?
gf: That girl playing pool with you?
Me: Dunno - but shes gorgeous aint she?
gf: Shes a tart!
Me: Yep!
gf: Are u coming to dance?
Me: Yea but let me finish this game first
GF: storms off
Me: Anyway i finish the game and get the HBs numba lol
Haha, I was reading that and thought it looked fairly familiar, but it wasn't till i saw my own reply to it that i realised it was actually an old thread!Wow - i like to have a look at my old FR's and just realise how much ive evolved over the past months.
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.
:crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup: :crackup:Originally posted by The_Shezzler
HB8: Ok sexy!!
Me: Easy! Easy! Easy! - actually chanting this walking down the street (Soccer AM for all u UK soccer fans) clapping my hands above my head.