She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
Dude i don't know exactly which aircraft she works with. I just gave examples of the names of planes I hear around here and I know she's worked on at least one of the F-18, F-22, and F-16. I said "aircraft like F16s and F18s." I don't even know the diff between these. I don't work on aircraft. She is working 3-4 projects now, at least one of which is a UAV (unmanned aerial vehicle) helicopter. I'm not going to list which contractors she has worked for, but the one she is at now it's *almost* directly working as a government employee (not sure of the details) and she WILL be hired directly by the government in December guaranteed.Latinoman said:Get those blinds out of your eyes!!!
Why did you think her mom was calling her a house-wrecker?
Another things…she was dumped by a man she followed all the way to St. Louis…and that obviously took place in December…and by January she was already seeing you? Think about that?
Concerning her airplane career path – I say B.S.!
By the way, I used to work on planes before (one model of which is in that list). Let me get this straight…she works on F-16 and F-18?
You sound like you skimmed. You guys are so used to intently looking for things to nitpick and criticize from the avalanche of newly awakened afcs that you skim through sh1t and just leap to conclusions and start firing away.ketostix said:MrRukus seems a little arrogant, so I'm sure he won't listen and will take offense, but the truth is this is a classic example of one-itis and being a cap'n-save-a-ho for lack of a better term.
Thank you, but i don't really have a decision to make.Latinoman said:Mr. Ruckus...I just want to wish you luck with whatever decision you make.
ketostix said:She's probably your requisite, token female hiree by the government.
mrRuckus said:I told her basically that I understand that she needs to be alone to take care of herself and that is indeed correct that we shouldn't be dating for both our sakes... and that i admire that she is into improving herself. And I said I would not be around to help her and that my shoulder is unavailable to cry on.
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I don't know what is made up but she had no problems relaying all this to me and answering any questions i had. None of that "derrr uhhh i can explain that" quick-thinking looks. In the end, it doesn't really matter to me what she is bullsh1tting about because I will still have moved on to other chicks either way.
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.
And that's the definition of having self esteem. You like yourself so much that if someone doesn't like you then there's gotta be something wrong with them. I love it.mrRuckus said:Truthfully, i care for her, but if she's dumped me, then i really don't care THAT much and don't give nearly enough of a sh1t to "save a ho" her. I'm not exactly fond of people who think they can dump me. .
please cut off all contact with her, forget she exists and move on.mrRuckus said:Lol. I just got off the phone with the ex.
I hadn't heard anything since Wednesday and i didn't contact her or anything.
But 10 minutes ago she called me, started bullsh1tting like nothing ever happened asking about my day and such and then says "I'm calling to invite you to the air show on Sunday. A bunch of my friends from school will be there, and I want to teach you about planes."
I told her I would have to let her know.
Nothing to do with anything really, but I then texted a female friend of mine that the ex invited me and she responds, "that is whack! What does she want?! I am confused."
I wasn't expecting this. She still wants me to meet more of her friends?! WTF is this? Pseudo-boyfriend with no sex? Swell.
If you're not fvcking her, you're her girlfriend?
Hmm.
Now i just got an image comment from her on myspace... geez.
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.
mrRuckus said:Lol. I just got off the phone with the ex.
I hadn't heard anything since Wednesday and i didn't contact her or anything.
But 10 minutes ago she called me, started bullsh1tting like nothing ever happened asking about my day and such and then says "I'm calling to invite you to the air show on Sunday. A bunch of my friends from school will be there, and I want to teach you about planes."
I told her I would have to let her know.
Nothing to do with anything really, but I then texted a female friend of mine that the ex invited me and she responds, "that is whack! What does she want?! I am confused."
I wasn't expecting this. She still wants me to meet more of her friends?! WTF is this? Pseudo-boyfriend with no sex? Swell.
If you're not fvcking her, you're her girlfriend?
Hmm.
Now i just got an image comment from her on myspace... geez.
mrRuckus said:I told her I would have to let her know.
Nothing to do with anything really, but I then texted a female friend of mine that the ex invited me and she responds, "that is whack! What does she want?! I am confused."
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Not me - go hard with those labels. The limp lefties here who do not believe in defined ethics or morals are probably the ones to whom you are refering.persistent exaction said:I just am reluctant to call a spade a spade because people around here are so sensitive about labeling someone.