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.
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.
I was VERY active in the bar/club scene from 27 to 34. Then, I started to taper it off. I would go out one a month or so until 37. Now, I'm a hermit who hides at home except for work, dance classes, and vacations. I don't really bother with women much at all anymore except on a professional or classroom sort of level.skinnyguy said:This is for guys 30+.
When did you stop going out to bars/clubs, and do you miss it?
I am not going out that much anymore and I feel like I am not missing anything. The club scene is pretty vapid.
That's the better way to go by far (for me its salsa). I keep kicking myself for wasting all those yrs in the "club scene" instead of learning proper dancing and meeting more sensible (slightly, lol) women that way.Mike32ct said:So, I just do formal dancing at the ballroom studio and some local dance events. Of course I sometimes miss the grinding and makeouts from the club lol, but it is what it is.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
It's not that they are better women per se. It's that you aren't meeting them in under the influence of alcohol in a dark, loud club when they have their bish shields up. It's the venue that ruins it.yyc12 said:That's the better way to go by far (for me its salsa). I keep kicking myself for wasting all those yrs in the "club scene" instead of learning proper dancing and meeting more sensible (slightly, lol) women that way.
Mike32ct said:I was VERY active in the bar/club scene from 27 to 34. Then, I started to taper it off. I would go out one a month or so until 37. Now, I'm a hermit who hides at home except for work, dance classes, and vacations. I don't really bother with women much at all anymore except on a professional or classroom sort of level.
The number one reason I left the bar/club scene was fear of continued long term hearing damage. These places are just too damn loud. I still love club music even as an older guy, but I listen to it at home. Even bars with music are really loud. The theory is it sells more drinks. Workplaces have noise regulations to protect hearing. But somehow bars, clubs, and concerts do not. But that's another topic...
I also got sick of the AWing and cliquey social circle groups that stay together and don't talk to anyone else.
I love to dance and have gotten MUCH better at it in recent years with some training, but I'm sick of seeing women dance together in groups instead of with men. I have some cool moves now, but a bar/club lady wouldn't give me the right time of day anymore so I can't use them there. A hot guy who sways from left to right >>>> an average looking guy with cool moves in the bar/club scene.
So, I just do formal dancing at the ballroom studio and some local dance events. Of course I sometimes miss the grinding and makeouts from the club lol, but it is what it is.
Lol.El Suave said:A good woman would be at home learning how to cook, clean, educate herself in how to raise kids and so on.
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.
where else do I go lolbackbreaker said:I stopped going to clubs when i realized it was a rip off lol.
it's gaming for the lazy man. think about it. if you locked yourself in a room with a notepad for 3 hours you could come up with 20-30 better places to game women, easily. clubs are for guys who put no original thought into their game.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.