You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.
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.
Give me a 5'3" petite brunette with a round ass and a nice set of perkies and I'm in business!Boschy said:And to mention the obvious tip: just chase short chicks!
You are absolutely right! I have seen some that wouldn't considering dating me, I am 5ft6-7 depending on shoes. They mention it in their profiles, but remember that is a lot of wishful thinking on their part. I dated an ex Hooter's girl that was 5ft4 and her profile said that her man had to be at least 6ft tall, that didn't stop me from pulling her. She had an a$$ load of issues and was a drunk to boot. I nexted her and she went off and she tried to pull that height crap as a low blow with calling me shorty, but I was the one that put her to the curb and she most not have had this done too much.Mr.Positive said:You're 5'3 and have a speech impediment (from a previous post)?
Allright, it may seem that you have your challenges to overcome. Just remember, you can overcome them. You can achieve anything you want..if you put in the effort.
Don't make excuses, don't play the 'victim' card. Get out there and take action.
Women don't know what the hell they want. If a women says height matters, she will be the first to date someone who shorter than her because he's "oh..so different".
Who cares, go for what you want in life.
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 Am a Prince too, no kidding and I do okay myself. Prince got more trim on accident than any of us will every on purpose!!!Heart Break Kid said:Prince is 5'3. Did it stop him from going out and doing what he loves? Not at all, and look how famous he became.
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.