You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
No big deal, this is one of those women who "flirts for fun" which I personally think is a bunch of (fecal matter)....Flirting should be fun, but done with an actual purpose....simply lose contact with this uninterested one, and pursue other women, and be a bit "cold" when you see her again.
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.
I think I'd rather get stood up, and get an apology, so at least I know where I stand with the biatch, (Friends only) than waste time, energy, effort and $$$ only to get the same "I only see you as a friend" crap....My logic is that if the woman bothers to go out with you one on one, USUALLY there is some chemistry...sexual chemistry in the making.Originally posted by squirrels
After about 15 minutes, I would've called her and been like, "Where are you??"
Although I've never had to do that...if the girl is interested and she's running late, she'll call YOU and apologize.
It's kind of late to call NOW, though. She'll realize you've been sulking for ALL this time over it.
Come to think of it, why HAVE you been sulking for all this time over it??
I'm not sure what the "Don Juan" thing to do here would be, but I'm pretty sure that that's not it.
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.
lmao
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.