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.
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.
The opposite of what you're doing.Originally posted by lYlasTer
I just wanna stay in my room all day and do nothing. What do you guys do?
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.
Do a search in the tips Section, Jariel (poster) wrote a great piece on how to handle being dumped.Originally posted by lYlasTer
After a year of sarging I finally found a girl worthy to be my girlfriend. We dated a month, and she dumped me last night. It really hurts. I just wanna stay in my room all day and do nothing. What do you guys do?
I jack up a couple of beers, call up my mates and head out on town to get stupdily drunk. The next morning when I wake up next to a hot little plaything I picked up at a club, all my troubles seem to vanish.Originally posted by lYlasTer
What do you guys do?
Get out der and sargeOriginally posted by LeviathanIYG
From the moment you come kicking and screaming into this world somewhere in the abyss of your mind you have the natural process of seduction stored away safely for when you hit puberty, But many years later when that glorious day arrives you **** your pants at the very thought of talking to an attractive girl.
Why? Why is this so?
Well open you eyes cant you see that dim light in the distance slowly drifting further and further away from you, that’s who you were meant to be floating away in a sea of confusion. Why? Why are you so confused? I’ll tell you why.
Inside every man there is a vicious battle raging. The battle between what you were raised to believe and your natural instincts and guess who’s winning? Social programming that’s who, advertising has us chasing cars, cloths eagerly awaiting the release of the new ipod so we can throw away half a weeks pay on it. We are so interested in hearing which celebrity is f**king which that we forget about our own sex lives. Porn is the new sex, MSN and IRC are the new ways to socialize, and every little greedy impulse that we are inspired to have can be quenched without leaving your house. No wonder socializing is becoming a lost art.
Half the movies we watch we see the chump come out on top and the winner losing. We are deluded into spending our lives searching for our soul mate our one true love so we can live happily ever after.
Then one day you find her your perfect girl the answer to your prayers, your very own dues ex machina. You shower her with compliments, kneel down in front of her and praise her for the queen that she is. Then what happens? Heartbreak she leaves you, but why?
In your wallowing dismay you stumble upon seduction sites and you find out all the answers you spend day after day, week after week, month after month reading the art of becoming a DJ, BUT GUESS WHAT?
Reading doesn’t make the DJ experience makes the DJ
So I don’t care if you have had your heart broken, if you’re a virgin, if you’re to fat or if you’re to skinny. Throw away all those destructive excuses right now and get out into the real world and SARGE.
This is your moment
This is your time to shine
Carpe Diem
Seize the day
Seize every day
Leviathan
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 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.
you dated a month.We dated a month