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.
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.
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.
Yep it was fun that night...Park is usually hit or miss...guywhoneedshelp said:Another member of this site brought me to a place on 10th avenue and 17th street called "THE PARK"
Check out www.theparknyc.com
It was a great place, I had a lot of fun, and met a lot of real women. A lot of asians though, which are not my type. But a great place where a lot of nice people get together and socialize. Show up before 9PM, and on Friday and Saturday the upstairs opens at 12AM and it's crazy up there. See the penthouse on the website.
I agree they are like that, but if you can't beat 'em you might as well join 'em. They are getting nailed by somebody, it could be you. After dealing with their b!tchiness you'll find ways to get them smiling.Overcomer9 said:didnt really like new york when i was there. you guy game women there? i found the women to be really cold and standoffish...they didn't even make eye contact most of the time. truth be told, most people didn't..maybe it's just a regional thing?
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.