"I just moved here from Florida."

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.

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Fire Fighting

Casino

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Whats up DJ's.

I've decided to pursue a job as a fire fighter. Right now I'm taking a course in Fire Science at my local community college and plan on volunteering to help me build up a good resume. I already have Military experience so that will help.

Anyways Fire Fighting wasn't my first choice but I will have to make due. I desparately wanted to be a baseball player but a reoccuring knee injury prevented me from taking my game to the next level. This is something I've struggled with for many years. I felt deep feelings that I had failed and would never be happy. When I was in highschool I had colleges knocking down the door to recruit me and then after my injury they all disappeared.

So I've decided to pursue this venture. I don't know that much about it but I've always considered it. After trying my hand at other jobs that were unfulfiling I then decided that fire fighting would at the very least be something that would be respectable. Moreso then sales, my previous job.

Plus it will give me time to pursue other ventures. You get a fair ammount of time off and the pay isn't that bad. I plan on using that time to start other small businesses and stack some dough.
 

"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"

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.

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StrangeButTrue

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My dad was a firefighter, and it seemed like the guys really had a friendly, fraternal bond. It's like being in High School, but without the *****y teachers.

When my dad retired, all these guys loved him to death. He was a fun, popular guy, and all the firement lectured me on how it was the best job they ever had.

I think it's great in that it gives you time to pursue business ventures as well (which my dad did. At one time, he owned four businesses at once).

But once you hit that upper-middle-class glass cieling, I'd imagine it's hard to break out short of the stock market or something.
 
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