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.
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.
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.
No although my mum tried to stab me with a fork for telling her she was being rude giving my dad the silent treatment.Your girlfriend, wife, plate, whatever. What was the outcome?
Violence against any gender is wrong.God made men bigger so they could defend women, not attack them.
That is some funny sh!t.When I was 17 my girlfriend at the time and I had a huge fight over paying for a McDonald's breakfast meal that started with us yelling at each other in the front seat of my car. It turned into a full-scale food fight, and after I whipped a hasbrown at her face point blank (the hashbrown shattering on impact) she positioned her body in her seat to boot me in the face with her ugg boots like 5 times before I finally place a well timed backhand (that actually landed as a karate chop) on her face which ended the altercation.. we were both silent as I drove her home and it was awkward as hell and now I get flashbacks whenever I'm with someone who orders hash browns
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Damn. Lol. I hope she was okay.I once had a crazy gf who flipped out one day and tried to stop me from leaving her apartment during a fight. I was trying to be patient, but I was getting tired of being scratched. I threw her across her bedroom, thinking I was being nice because I aimed for the bed, which I did hit quite accurately, but she bounced off of it and hit the wall behind her bed like a bird flying into a window.
In my youth I dated a violent girl who would slap kick punch and throw objects but as society taught my generation growing up, no matter what you never lay a hand on a girl or woman. I would just always leave. Before my red pill days i didn't know i was in an abusive relationship because " it wasn't abuse if the guy was being trashed."Your girlfriend, wife, plate, whatever. What was the outcome?
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
When I was 17 my girlfriend at the time and I had a huge fight over paying for a McDonald's breakfast meal that started with us yelling at each other in the front seat of my car. It turned into a full-scale food fight, and after I whipped a hasbrown at her face point blank (the hashbrown shattering on impact) she positioned her body in her seat to boot me in the face with her ugg boots like 5 times before I finally place a well timed backhand (that actually landed as a karate chop) on her face which ended the altercation.. we were both silent as I drove her home and it was awkward as hell and now I get flashbacks whenever I'm with someone who orders hash browns
Just like women should quit whining and leave their abusers too. Common sense right? Too bad it doesn't always work that easy in reality. Someone who is related to me is a complete piece of sh!t who abused the mother of his kids for 10 years through violence, rape, forced drug use, fear, intimidation, and even stuffing a loaded gun in her mouth. Any rational person would say she should have left him before it got to that point. I guess because you're this 6'5 ultimate fighter who's never lost a fight you've never experienced what she went through (or anyone who was abused) so it's easy for you tell people who are abused to quit "whining" stop being a "victim" and leave.... there is so much psychology that comes into play regarding emotional and physical abuse (doesn't matter if you're male or female) that you seem to be ignorant of. I personally think there's no difference between emotional and physical abuse because the intent is the same.Some men might get abused by women - but they should leave them, not whine and say there are male victims too.
Yes, but so is violence against perfectly good hash browns!Violence against any gender is wrong.
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.