RichardTheFrog
Banned
How do I connect with people?
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.
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.
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.
Yea I don't like them that much. I've been reading a lot of red pill stuff. It basically tells me not to like them.For starters, you need to like people, at least some of them.
You will never be able to connect with people who sense that you don't like them.
Practice with people you like. You can then project some warmth and/or friendly vibe that they can pick up on.
I can be a cynic too sometimes, but I still know some good, cool people that I genuinely like.Yea I don't like them that much. I've been reading a lot of red pill stuff. It basically tells me not to like them.
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.
On the Friday afternoon, you wander into your local Starbucks. You order your coffee, and then find the quiet nerdy corner, where all the loners are sitting reading or studying something on their laptop. Now set up shop mid a couple of beauties. Ignore them. Open up your laptop, and start reading. You must have something to be genuinely engrossed with here in order to take your mind off these lovlies to your left and right.How do I connect with people?
There's an old saying: "Every man is my superior, in that I may learn something from him". I guess that doesn't sound very "alpha", but it's true.Yea I don't like them that much. I've been reading a lot of red pill stuff. It basically tells me not to like them.