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.
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.
no matter how much oil we have, it still has to be refined. And a good bit of refineries were around New Orleans.Originally posted by Lost In Translation
yo Coolage
america had it's oil supply before the iraq war right ?
now thats alot of oil
now stay with me here
you go and get some oil from iraq
not at full capacity ? humour me. lets say it's at 20%
the oil you had before + 20% coming from iraq
= more than you started with before the war
BUT
you paying more for the oil even though you got more ?
SAY WHAT
you follow me now ?
Lost In Translation
**AUSTRALIAN STREET PIMP**
It's not just the oil. It's all the f*cked up stuff that goes on over there. And you have to realize that that post was just a rant. In all honesty though, I do think the Middle East would be better off if we went in there full force and wiped out all the ruthless dictators and their followers, but I understand that that isn't the most practical thing to do.Originally posted by Luveno
Translation:
"wahhh wahhh wahhh, I want gas but the Middle East got it!!! It's too expensive here so lets go take it from them!!!! They don't do anything anyway"
Yes, the Middle East solely exists to act as an oil supply for the mostly obese US population, so they can drive around the Wal-Mart parking lot for hours looking for a spot that's close to the door.
Go buy a bike.
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.
yes, 3¤ for a gallon hoooooooow expeniveOriginally posted by aftershock
I suggest that you stop complaining until they are at European prices!
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.
Youre complaining like a little *****, whats complaining going to do? is it going to increase oil production? i highly doubt itOriginally posted by familyguyfan
And while complaining doesn't help, it's not like it's hurting us either. Furthermore, notice no one that has posted has just said something like "Boohoo, gas is too expensive!". People have been posting on why they think it is that way and what they think needs to be done to fix this problem. Sure, it won't help get rid of the problem, but it's nice to know why it's occurring and when and how it will stop.
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.
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.