In2theGame
Master Don Juan
Ooh that was a badddd move by saying that lol. i second the :nono: :nono:dotcomwill said::nono:
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Ooh that was a badddd move by saying that lol. i second the :nono: :nono:dotcomwill said::nono:
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Great just what i wanted to hearGo getta said:she's using u to make him feel jealous. you're of no importance to her. get over her and find other chicks
So no one pointed out this glaring out of place statement? You pursued no one girl between the ages of 18 through 22??? This is the height of a young man's "predatorness" - no such word but you get the point!intraining said:Yah i joined in 2003 but i havent been on this site since then because i wasnt pursuing anyone..
Last Man Standing said:Yeah kid- you said many things that you shouldn't have said -- you sounded desperate! I understand your desperation considering that you never had a relationship with a woman- but you can't act desperate and show your desperation - you gave her all the power and you were left with nothing!
Do NOT contact her unless she initiates.
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.
Yeah, this is a classic AFC case and the very reason these boards and industry exists.paulwis said:Reading intraining's posts reminds me of my worst of worst days of AFC'dom. You don't ask her for permission, you do what you want and however she responds, whatever. In other words, you need to grow some testicles.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
that would be a big mistakeGangster Of Love said:Buy her flowers and then confess and tell her that you cannot keep living if it is not with her.
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.
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.