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.
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.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Zarky said:Summary: Looks and money are the only things that matter. So if you're not hunky and rich then concentrate only on going to the gym and making money. If you are buff and rich you will have no trouble getting and keeping women.
I liken the above theory, which is very common, to the theory among women that the blonder her hair and the bigger her t*ts, the more likely a woman is to attract a man. I call it the man's version of the "Big Tittied Blonde" theory: the only things that attract women are looks and money, and the only things that attract men are boobs and blondes.
Can't say my experiences agree with the theory. But, if that's the way you want your world to work, then be my guest.
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You would be surprised with the amount of racism that is out there. In real life people keep their racism to themselves for fear of harm. On the internet, everyone is a tough guy,Zarky said:Summary: Looks and money are the only things that matter. So if you're not hunky and rich then concentrate only on going to the gym and making money. If you are buff and rich you will have no trouble getting and keeping women.
I liken the above theory, which is very common, to the theory among women that the blonder her hair and the bigger her t*ts, the more likely a woman is to attract a man. I call it the man's version of the "Big Tittied Blonde" theory: the only things that attract women are looks and money, and the only things that attract men are boobs and blondes.
Can't say my experiences agree with the theory. But, if that's the way you want your world to work, then be my guest.
EDIT: Annnd the uploader has set it so he must approve all comments before they're posted, which indicates that he knows he'll receive a lot of comments calling him out on his BS![]()
I agree. You need need combine looks/money with confidence aka game.Alle_Gory said:Looks and money by themselves are useless. It's the effect they have on the person (and to other people's perceptions) that's significant.
For example, money in the bank makes you confident. Why? Because you don't give a f*ck. You get fired? No big deal because you have money in the bank. Car breaks down? No sweat, you've got it covered. Need to go on vacation and relax? That's what money's for.
Looks can have a similar affect as well. Skills have a similar effect. You've got the skills and knowledge to handle whatever comes your way? Bam! Instant confidence.
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.