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.
New York has that "reputation" a lot of transplants here, im from Long Island but still meet woman from the "city" out there...Its a joke sometimes, eventhough i do the best in my opinion with woman from out of state of a different country in general. I cant stand Long Island born and raised woman, they act like their sh*t dont stink.
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 have a friend from the Bronx and when I asked him about Long Island, he said "You mean B!tch Island?" Cause he said all the people out there think they are hard asses until someone checks them then they turn into little bitches
I have actually heard that and I agree, im more of the calm one out here now a days, quit drinking, i make websites, chill out, im old now,35 so is what it is but at the same thing in the younger generation yes, everyone "acts" hard. All of NY does, i hate it with a passion. Im sick of NY and everything about it, hence why i move all over the country so much. And FYI my parents, arent from LI, they're from Brooklyn, the actual ghetto part of Brooklyn from the 60s-70s, so thats probably why im so calm now days(learned what NOT to do or act), they have the typical Brooklyn ill kick your ass attitude, fact is, my dad, me and him got into physical fights growing up many times. To many to count because we are similar in many ways so we clash but, that being said, yes Long Island is a cesspool of dumb-asses with most that have nothing to show for their lives.
Haha, he used to tell me about this game they played in the elevators called "corners" where basically everyone tried to get to a corner before it started and then someone would turn the lights off and it would be a free for all with people smashing into each other.
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.
Maybe im to young for that? I have NO IDEA what that is lol
I'd rather bang one 9 or 10 model than one hundred 5's...
How so? I like an abundance of them
It does if you want it to.
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.
it communist Europe ( from 45 till the 90s ) both abortion and contraceptives were banned and anyone doing them could go to serious jail
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.
When you have more accidentals than you wanted just remember you voted for it
The most Chad post I have read here. Surpasses even Pook. I wish I could say the same of myself but I neglected my principles with the cost of honor. I salute you, good sire, and if you ever come to the Balkans I invite you to the best coffee in the world.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
