"You Can't Argue a Woman Into Liking You"

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.

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FR: Hostess from work

Mission

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So I have the pleasure of working at a restaurant, I am a bartender at the restaurant and so I immiediatly have social proof amongst everyone working there. It is truly amazing. Anyways, I am 18, and most of the other tenders and servers are mid 20's, so I make a habit of getting to know the hostess's really well.

Last night there was a hostess working, lets call her HBcurly. She is probably around an 8 -> 8.5 for those of you who use such a scale. Anyways I always give the hostess's a hard time for taking the wine taster glasses from the bar (which they use to give to people waiting for tables). So when she came in I started busting on her, I had already met her once before so it was just continuing the flirty behavior from last time. Carrying on, when I finally got cut, I went to chat with her.

Mission: hey hows things out here?
Hbcurly: good, i want to get out of here so bad!
Mission: this probably isn't the best time to tell you I am cut then...
Hbcurly: You bastard! *hits my arm
Mission: sorry babe, what are you doing tomorow night?
Hbcurly: not a damn clue, how bout you?
Mission: friends having a party, you should come.
Hbcurly: yeah! you have your phone on you?
Mission: yeah, whats your number?
Hbcurly: xxx-xxxx
Mission: and your last name?
Hbcurly: ____
Mission: ok i will give you a shout tomorow then. bye!

This morning I texted her. "hey its Mission. I am bored and hungry, wanna come get some grub with me"

Sure enough she texts me back saying yes.

It is as easy as that guys. Hope this helps some of you.

--Mission
 

"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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