Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
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.
that's a horrible example. just about every single joke about the "guido" stereotype has been done to death. step your game up.Dragon said:For example, the other day I was out at a club talking to these girls and they asked me if I was Italian. When I said no, they said "you look Italian". I said, well if I were Italian I'd be talking to you like this (at this point I started grabbing my balls and moving my shoulders up and down like Tony Soprano, while repeatedly saying "eehhhh"). The laughed at this.
tsmith2334 said:that's a horrible example. just about every single joke about the "guido" stereotype has been done to death. step your game up.
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.
Yea, 1.2 posts per day... I just can't leave this damn keyboard alone!Dragon said:It's always the KJ's that have something negative to say.... ALWAYS
reported, sh*thead.somebody2 said:masturbate before u go out
Yeah, well have fun there sarging in North Carolina! I'm over here in NY, where there are PLENTY of guidos and those types of jokes DO NOT get old.tsmith2334 said:Yea, 1.2 posts per day... I just can't leave this damn keyboard alone!
I'm actually getting to ready to go to a sports restaurant and one of the plates I'm spinning will be working the bar. Let's see how I do.
Oh, and I'll make sure to leave the guido jokes alone. They stopped being funny in 2006.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
fair enough. no hard feelings my friend.Dragon said:Yeah, well have fun there sarging in North Carolina! I'm over here in NY, where there are PLENTY of guidos and those types of jokes DO NOT get old.
1-3 are good, 5 is great.MagicMark said:
No problem. Same here.tsmith2334 said:fair enough. no hard feelings my friend.
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.