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.
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.
Invite her to go at the Pride Parade in MTL.Understood. It's actually the Pride parties in Toronto in a few weeks lol. I don't have a problem with gays but I don't want to be put labelled as the "gay" friend by virtue of attending these events.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
She's basically saying you seem gay to her. That says there something about you that you need to change.I said I am not gay and never want to be. She said don't knock it until you tried it. I'm like...okayyyy....NEXT.
Nothing that needs changing, he did the right thing by just NEXTING her.She's basically saying you seem gay to her. That says there something about you that you need to change.
I didn't say anything. "Okayyyy" was just what I was thinking to myself. I never responded. Nothing about me is gay. I was making out with other girls in front of her in a club. She knows I'm not gay. I haven't made a move on her because I have other plates. She's in my orbit. After that comment she is no longer in my orbit. I've nexted her.She's basically saying you seem gay to her. That says there something about you that you need to change.
Also, that was a gay response. If you were gonna go the snarky route, you should've at least said something funny.
Sometimes, a few words is all it takes. Saves time, anyway.I didn't say anything. "Okayyyy" was just what I was thinking to myself. I never responded. Nothing about me is gay. I was making out with other girls in front of her in a club. She knows I'm not gay. I haven't made a move on her because I have other plates. She's in my orbit. After that comment she is no longer in my orbit. I've nexted her.
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.
True that. I'm experienced enough to recognize that as lack of interest. I think she was being factious by asking me to go. If she had asked me to go and I made clear I wasn't and gay and she said something like "Don't worry , I'll make sure they don't think you are gay" then maybe I would have gone.Sometimes, a few words is all it takes. Saves time, anyway.
Yeah, she didn't do a good job of selling it.True that. I'm experienced enough to recognize that as lack of interest. I think she was being factious by asking me to go. If she had asked me to go and I made clear I wasn't and gay and she said something like "Don't worry , I'll make sure they don't think you are gay" then maybe I would have gone.
Interesting. Once - maybe 15 years ago - I was at a nightspot that as usual had nothing going on, and I noticed down the street a place called "The Rainbow" that seemed to have a lot of attractive women walking around, so I decided to check it out (for whatever reason, I didn't catch on to the name). Of course, it was a lesbian place; perhaps it was also for homo men, but I didn't see any men in an embrace, so maybe not. In fact, unlike every other nightspot, there were very few men there - and also, unlike every other nightspot, there were a fair number of attractive women. Yes, I know that the stereotypical lesbian is ugly, but these women were easily on average better looking than what was seen at heteronormative places. I was so overwhelmed by how many attractive women were there that it took me a few minutes to realize that they were a lot chummier with each other than what is usually seen, after which, of course, I bolted. I wonder if the men I saw there were just hoping to catch on a lezzie that was feeling adventurous.Alot of straight guys I knew went to gay clubs here in Melbourne.
Hot girls used to go gay clubs, because they wouldn't get hit on as much.
Straight guys figured this out and started going to get the hot girls.
After a while, it stopped being known as a gay club.
If your uncomfortable dont go, But what @cola said made sense.
sounds like she has a fetishI said I am not gay and never want to be. She said don't knock it until you tried it. I'm like...okayyyy....NEXT.
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.