RichardTheFrog
Banned
I'm in the Uber.I remember last time I went to one thinking what a waste they are. I'm just bored. I wish I could go one day without drinking. Looking like that's not today.
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.
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.
If you spent all that free time at the gym, let alone 1 hour a day, you'd be huge by now.I'm in the Uber.I remember last time I went to one thinking what a waste they are. I'm just bored. I wish I could go one day without drinking. Looking like that's not today.
Some honesty from this poster.I wish I could go one day without drinking.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
I've had about 15 already today and I'm still drinking them,slowly.Frog I have to agree that if you can't go a single day without drinking that's bad. You are talking to a guy who used do 6-9 beers weeknights and more on weekends, 5-7 days a week, so I've been there. I briefly tired an inpatient program and honestly I thought it was a joke but I know some are actually good, it's just that mine was not. So how I solved the problem was gradually drinking less all the time, while setting goals for myself that required my sobriety to achieve. It took me about 2-3 years to go from my extreme drinking down to what I do today, which is about a 12 pack every 2.5 months. Far far less, but I still get to enjoy a drink when I want one.
Seek help.I've had about 15 already today and I'm still drinking them,slowly.
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.
This is like an extra 2,000 calories straight to the gut, potentially.Probably drank 20 beers that day over 12-13 hours.
She initially asked me if anyone told me I looked like Sean Penn. I said no but people used to say Joaquin Phoenix. She said that's what she meant. She was with 1 other girl and a guy. The guy asked her "is that a good thing?" She said "of course that's a good thing." But I guess I didn't really care to continue, I was drunk as hell.This is like an extra 2,000 calories straight to the gut, potentially.
Anyway what did you say to the Joaquin Phoenix girl? Because that sounds like a textbook invitation to flirt to me.
Also carry business cards next time, it's a neat way to give these girls your number.
I still didn't get any number or sex with any of these girls.Now this is what I call a good day and living life to the fullest. We'd have a good time chiling together broski
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.
Seek help.
I would barely say a word without it, unfortunately.
One must begin by helping oneself. Whatever form that can take, who knows.....
maybe the booze helps our frog friend, maybe it doesn't
I find one pint, even a half-pint sometimes, is more than enough to get me chatting. As it wears off I'll maybe have one more.I would barely say a word without it, unfortunately.
I think alcohol has been a social lubricant for millennia.
It's true.I would barely say a word without it, unfortunately.
I think alcohol has been a social lubricant for millennia.
really? I think my game is worse when I drink.It's true.
I remember about 17 years of age having the mentality "he who dares wins" just before I was about to do something "daring" (ie push through fear..) asking the girlfriend at that moment out face to face.....
But yeah later in the early twenties.......getting women was going into Jim Morrisson mode.........social lubricant for sure.
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.