You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
No kidding, what kind of name is that, anyway?Originally posted by eternal
Allow me to add some more:
- Giovanni Casanova
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.
After you change your username, take a look at the extra-curricular activities that your school offers. If it's anything like mine, they've got your basic sports: football, basketball, baseball, track, wrestling, soccer, et cetera. Then there's the clubs... Students Against Drunk Driving, maybe a religious club Audio/Visual club, computer club or whatever. There's band, choir, academic games teams, debate teams, chess clubs, photography clubs, yearbook, student newspaper. Whatever. Find one that interests you. Sign up. Get involved in something.
Hey, I gave advice too.Originally posted by Vincent
wow this thread was derailed in 4 seconds flat. Your getting better gio.
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.
I could have sworn he tried to help you think of a new username, such as 'desperatevirgin'.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
True. Football, wrestling, baseball... if you play a sport well, you'll make friends on the team. If you play it really well, you'll have friends off the team inviting you to do stuff. Having parties, or having close friends who throw parties can't hurt your rep or your social circle.. You can't just throw on new clothes and expect that you're going to be 'the man', regardless of what you may have seen on The New Guy.
Look, Lik... it's like this.
Your name implies desperation. And any of the Pook-worshippers on this site will tell you, "As you think, you shall become." As much as everyone wants to b*tch and whine and cry about it like little newborn kittens, I'm looking out for YOU when I tell you to change your user name. Okay, that and it makes me throw up a little bit.
Okay, but the fact of the matter is you're judged in part by your name, as well as the material you post. If your name is such that you are presumed as being needy and desperate, people are going to heed your advice less and scorn you more. It may not be nice, but that's just the way it works.
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.