"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."

Attraction runs on a clock.

She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.

The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."

One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.

Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.

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FR: clubbing last night

Deadly_Assassin

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Okay, I am gonna start posting some FRs. Its a good way to see how other people see things, its always good to see thru someone elses prespective.

First, I wanted to go out sober. I was the sober driver so I had no choice but to stay sober. I had a couple of drinks at the start of the night when we first parked the car. That was it.

I live in Auckland, New Zealand btw :up:

First place we went to was called bunglow 8. Plenty of girls and guys. Fairly good crowd. I got a lot of eye contact. But everytime I saw a girl looking at me, I would just turn away. Stupid ****, I know. I approached one chick that was walking past me that I had spotted earlier checking me out. I just said 'hi'. She replied 'hi' and that she kept walking. I should have stopped her, or approached her when I first saw her checking me out.

I then saw this whale and her sexy friend sitting down. We went upto them and just started a regular conversation. I can't remember how or what exactly I said, but it got going. I was making the girls laugh a lot because of my smartarse comments about my mates bull****ting about everything. But I did build a good rep for one of the guys. The sexy girl asked what I did? I said I worked. She just smiled and then said, 'yea, where?'. I said, 'I am a dirty car salesman'. I am actually a pilot. I am still looking for a job. I just thought most girls probably hear it all the time, so won't believe me. I think, I just looked insecure about the car salesman thing, because I didn't say it with a ****y attitude. Anyway, the chick lost interest pretty soon. So that was that.

Then, we went to another club. It was called 'degree'. A little less pretentious than bunglow 8. And you get a few milfs coming there. Didn't see many good ones. My mates saw some Indian chicks. I had spotted them earlier checking me out, but I was not interested. The guys approached the chicks, but I stayed back. I am good looking Indian guy. I don't wanna sound ****y, but I didn't wanna be stink to my mates. You get the point.

I did see this fairly good looking blonde in a black dress. She was facing the other way towards the dance floor. So I couldn't get any eye contact going. There was a guy in the group she was in. I should have a started a convo with him. Another opportunity missed. She then started dancing with some other guy.

We left degree for Waterfront. I kinda find this place boring. They mostly play hip-hop. I prefer house. This is where mostly the ethnics go. You see a few europeans. But most of them are from the lower suburbs. Most. I met a lot of my old female friends here. So, I had a lot of advantage. I saw this one brunette. She was HB6. She was with another whale. I approached them and started the convo with the whale. I was just asking the usual, hows the night going? bla bla bla. The HB6 was being very cold. I tried to get her to open up, but still the same. I ejected that one.

Then I saw a group of 4 chicks. At the most, a HB8 in the group. But she was tall, 6 foot. Another Brunette, 5'10, HB6. I am just 5'8. I made some eye contact with the brunette. I decided to approach with my mate. As soon as I walked upto her, she moved to the other side of the group, clearly to avoid me. HAHAHA. I couldn't help but smile. That was that. So, two rejections. But, it felt good, I actually did. Kinda, started liking it. I tried really hard to keep my ego in check after that. Trying to stop thinking about how one day I would become a DJ and all these chicks would be trying to get me, and I would be rejecting them. I look at it in a negative way, because I am trying to concentrate only on me and the present.

Well, then the night was coming to an end. I was getting more exicted to approach after making those two approaches. I wanted more. I started caring less if I got rejected. It would just make me smile more. The clubs were closing so most ppl were leaving. I started getting some eye contacts, but these were some really low down stuff. Sorry, but not gonna let my standards drop down that low.

So, I am just go and get some breakfast, and chat up some chicks at the mall : )
 

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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.

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thedeparted

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> "I am a dirty car salesman."

ha ha. Chicks are so dumb. If you said you were an investment banker watch her eyes light up.

I usually try to do something more extreme so it's clearly a joke. I'll claim I'm a mime assassin, out to free the world of evil mimes, or something stupid like that.
 

Deadly_Assassin

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So, went to the mall today. Hardly any girls worth even looking at. I went into a mens store. I started looking at some shirts. Saw a HB6 working there but seemed busy. Another chick was helping me out. I was looking at a black shirt and I asked the other chick if she had some other colours. She started looking thru her computer. Mean while, the HB6 started looking at some other shirts as well. They were some really bad colours. I would not wear them. I quickly said no. I think she got a bit offended, but who cares. I told the other chick, I would have to think about the black shirt, cos I already have a similar one and I gapped it. Well, not really an approach, but I could have added a few ****y stuff in there.I think my mind is not in the proper frame when I am approaching.
 
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