Desdinova
Master Don Juan
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Would've been more fun if you both went on the dateFriday nite rolls around, and he doesn't even bother going to meet her.
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.
Would've been more fun if you both went on the dateFriday nite rolls around, and he doesn't even bother going to meet her.
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.
I don’t think he gives two sh!ts lol this was all about the fun with the experiment, not actually dating her.@Howiestern so what do you think about her canceling on you because she thought you were too smooth? How does that sit with you?
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.
She told me during our discussion that she thought I might be a little on the dangerous side but she liked it. I am totally fine with it. Its a way to filter out insecure/boring/prude/lame girls. That dangerous-fun-flirty-seducer-talk good-smooth vibe I give off also attracts a certain kind of girl that is a ton of fun to be with and is more confident and thats what I prefer. I'm going to be me, if they want to play along then great. I know I lose a few because of how I am but thats how it goes. I can't be everything to all of them. Guru talks about it often, they either comply or next. If more guys would subscribe to that theory, we would take our power back as a whole and the dating scene would be a whole lot easier even for the clueless dudes. But guys tend to put on the perfect act because they are so worried about impressing a girl and for many they don't have options.@Howiestern so what do you think about her canceling on you because she thought you were too smooth? How does that sit with you?
It also makes me wonder if that other girl, the one that walked out on you a month or so ago, got that same vibe and that's why she left?
Just curious
It would depend on how attractive the girls were relative to me. But if we are talking HB7's-8's, I'd say 5%.Hey @Howiestern, question.
A bumble friend and I were discussing the return rate if he tried a moderate "hey, I'm looking for a FWB, you game?" Post on bumble. See attached. I surmised a 22% affirmative response. What kind of a response so you think you would get?
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.
All true.It would depend on how attractive the girls were relative to me. But if we are talking HB7's-8's, I'd say 5%.
BTW, I would never say anything along those lines, it doesn't flip female attraction switches! I've never asked a chic to have sex with me, I just set the stage so it can happen and steer her in the direction I want to go.
Sounds like a business transaction to me when its that direct. We all know women are covert communicators and prefer to be seduced.
When I hear a woman call me “smooth” it means please don’t pump and dump me like every other guy. I need a break from riding all this cawk. I’m looking for some beta fool.She told me during our discussion that she thought I might be a little on the dangerous side but she liked it. I am totally fine with it. Its a way to filter out insecure/boring/prude/lame girls. That dangerous-fun-flirty-seducer-talk good-smooth vibe I give off also attracts a certain kind of girl that is a ton of fun to be with and is more confident and thats what I prefer. I'm going to be me, if they want to play along then great. I know I lose a few because of how I am but thats how it goes. I can't be everything to all of them. Guru talks about it often, they either comply or next. If more guys would subscribe to that theory, we would take our power back as a whole and the dating scene would be a whole lot easier even for the clueless dudes. But guys tend to put on the perfect act because they are so worried about impressing a girl and for many they don't have options.
That other chic from a few weeks back had something going on in her head before I even arrived that nite. I suspect another guy from her past.
I can't say that I've ever done this.One of the most cringey things I've read on here.
It sucks that she flaked, but we've all done it. We've all dropped someone for someone we were more interested in. In this case it just happened to be your buddy, and instead of being mature about it you played some high school games and both lost out. Bravo.