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 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.
Good question I think he is a jerk, check out this episode (there is a thirty second comercial first):brett012 said:How is Barney a Don Juan?
asinine hah?......Kbrett012 said:I wasn't asking because I think Barney is a jerk. I asked because this is such an asinine subject. Barney is a kids show lol.
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.
someone needs to get laidMacAvoy said:How about this for a question ....
drumroll please ....
Is sosilky a troll or not?
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.
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.
nice life toolRook said:I was talking to mavrick. You contribute nothing here. MacAvoy is even starting to figure you out.
Don't be flattered... I youtube all things now.... never know what you'll find![]()
Sosilky: Total Posts: 197 (16.14 posts per day)sosilky said:I'm flattered that Rook is so passionate about his discontent for me that he went to the length of typing my fake name in on youtube.....scary...what do you call these guys again? KBJs ?
You just don't get it. I found this place and am sucking in the knowledge and posting whatever (and yes some of it is out there) just to see peoples reactions. its an experiment. i'm not gonna take offense to anything people say to me in here because for the most part i see them as lab rats. (at least the ones that take things so personaly on an anonymous forum with names like oh tits) then i'll be gone. and the how i met your mother thread is no differnt from the AFC movie thread.( . )( . ) said:Sosilky: Total Posts: 197 (16.14 posts per day)
And most of that is just pure rapid fire sh!t, c'mon man "How I met your mother"???
Just relax a bit a bit yeah?.
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.