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.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Lol. It's the *principle* man!Von_S said:You (claim to) make $200k and this ***** has you frettin over a $49 shop vac
I understand the way it sounds, I'm not worried about the item, I'm more worried about the string it represents.AlphaWhiskey said:Lol. It's the *principle* man!
Yes, they just love a bit of drama and to try to keep some kind of contact. Most of all they want to know if they still have any hold on you at all. Just like us they like to think of themselves as irreplacable.SecondHalf said:do women leave little doors open to come snooping now and then after they dump their partner?
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Ignore and forget the stupid shop vac. Don't be chump, you're doing well, why do you want to set yourself back?SecondHalf said:and what should we do about it.
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Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
I thought the exact same thing after my break-up (about 5 months ago) and now I'm seeing this other girl almost exclusively. Not even because we had the "Talk", simply because it's so much easier logistically (I work a lot and doing a masters program), because she's on the pill (that's huge for me, I hate condoms), and because she's one of those rare girls I can connect with on more than a personal level.SecondHalf said:Would also serve me greatly on de-chumping whilst in a relationship.
I will be in another relationship, but never just one. Not for a long time.
Haha i'm in exactly the same position dude, agree about condoms as well, didn't use them for the whole duration of my 9 year LTR and now i'm just hopeless with emdrak_ool said:I thought the exact same thing after my break-up (about 5 months ago) and now I'm seeing this other girl almost exclusively. Not even because we had the "Talk", simply because it's so much easier logistically (I work a lot and doing a masters program), because she's on the pill (that's huge for me, I hate condoms), and because she's one of those rare girls I can connect with on more than a personal level.
So go ahead, do the single guy thing, but leave your mental options open, you never know where life takes you...
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.
When you date lots of women, you find out that they're all pretty much the same with varying degrees of baggage. It's difficult to fall in love with all these damaged women while knowing you can get a better one somewhere else.I want to learn the strength and resistance that you men on this forum seem to have against falling for these women.
Love just isn't worth it.
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.
The gym is long term. Find something quick. Get some new duds, new shoes, if you have piercings, get some new jewelry to put in them. The change doesn't have to be great, it just has to help you cope with change.SecondHalf said:Desdinova, changing my appearance I can do a little. I need to hit the gym again, but short of that there is little I can change.
Wherever the hell I can. Bars are a good place to find them. It's not difficult to find a fatty who's willing to take off her panties for you. Yeah, she may not be your type, but she's just filling a void for now. You're in even better shape if you find an attractive one who's psycho.I'd love to rebound to another woman, but have none at my disposal right now. When you've done this, where to you find one.
I wouldn't count on getting the vacuum back. My ex-fiancee from 11 years ago was going to give me $1000 to help me pay off some of my credit card debt. She was also going to give back some of the Christmas ornaments she accidentally took. I'm still waiting for all that 5hit. Just go buy a new fvcking vacuum. If she happens to bring your old one back, return the new one.I don't imagine the woman will contact me. She will return the vac on my doorstep and leave. I'll likely never speak with her again.
I found that was impossible because she couldn't compare to the LTR. The first girl I dated after I ended my marriage was a hot psycho. I've never seen a woman in her late 30s with such a fantastic body and stellar looks. I thought I'd end up falling for her. I ended up getting so sick of her 5hit that I dumped her off during one of her pissy-mood-fests and never saw her again.Problem is, I'd likely fall for her in my weakened state.
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.