Dhoulmagus
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I drive a Porsche cayenne and I didn't really know its value until recent. I had it up here for a semester, but left it at home because I can just walk everywhere.
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.
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.
Spot on. I live in a big european city with quality public transport service, most people don't even have a car. The only woman who EVER complained about this was my BPD ex. She was entitled to it.GotED? said:Sorry to bust your bubble, but I think it takes more than just a Porsche to pull women these days.
HO's and slvts perhaps - but not quality LTR material.
You must have the WHOLE package. Most women don't like a man showing off and bragging really - unless of course she's a showcase woman who is Self-entitled BPD and you are Narcissistically personality disordered: a couple made in heaven.
Exodus
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
I'm sure they do, but only if your name is Christian Grey, and you are super handsome, confident and dominating to top it off.Espi said:IMO girls do notice--and they do like--guys who drive expensive cars. It makes an impression.
Yes it does...to some girls (if you know what I mean), it makes the impression that you have money...but when she realises that you don't she'll be gone in a flash.Espi said:IMO girls do notice--and they do like--guys who drive expensive cars. It makes an impression.
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.