Finally made it up to the unit I rented in another state.I swear its all 7-10 women walking around.Did a solid week of meeting girls.Whats even better is that there seems to be more women then men.I'll post a field report later
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 paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
Originally posted by hithard
Finally made it up to the unit I rented in another state.I swear its all 7-10 women walking around.Did a solid week of meeting girls.Whats even better is that there seems to be more women then men.I'll post a field report later
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.
Male to female ratio is SOOOO important. If there are 7-10 males for each female, the biatches are having a fugging smorgasbord. They can be PICKY as hell, use men like toilet paper, and blow guys off no problem. For the loss of one is the gain of 9 others to take his place. And it makes the dating scene HELL for even the best DJ. All he has to do is leave for the toilet, and there are three creeps sending her drinks, and lighting her cigarettes. Her cell rings off the hook, and she is never at a loss for male companionship. A man is as expendible as a toothpick.Originally posted by hithard
Finally made it up to the unit I rented in another state.I swear its all 7-10 women walking around.Did a solid week of meeting girls.Whats even better is that there seems to be more women then men.I'll post a field report later