You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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.
Yeah you'll never pick up a girl in a porche, a vette a lambo or the hundreds of other flashy cars in the world. If you're not in a busted up car with the fender missing or busted out lights (general bad condition) or you're driving a model t, your game should be contingent upon you and your personality first then your amenities and others second. When I pick up a girl in a bar all they see is me, It's not like I can sport a sign that says "I drive a lotus" and the next dude has a sign that says "I drive a beetle" so on and so forth. It's good to seal the deal with a nice vehicle to take a girl home in but I still took home plenty of hot girls in my beater civic (god rest it's soul) when I owned it. If you've got game, and you're not a homeless bum, then you should be able to pick up girls no matter what you drive.blinkwatt said:
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.
Well, if they took notice of the logo on the key fob they could... well actually, they couldn't. I have a 2005 Lotus Elise, and the key fob is just this ambigious eliptical alarm fob... no sign of marque whatsoever. I guess you're not supposed to flaunt it... LOL!PRMoon said: