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.
Oh God, where to begin? First a guy rattles of a resume to a girl as though she's the CEO of ***** Inc. obviously begging for approval, then he encourages men to do the same, only to conclude that a man 'needs' a woman. :cuss:My Personal Resume
by G-Man
I met a girl at work about 6 months ago and we had a couple of very nice dates. The first one, I'd say, was the best first date I'd ever been on.
I wasn't initially super-attracted to this particular woman, and she wasn't what anyone would consider to be a "10". But I enjoyed talking to her so much that an attraction grew.
This is the first time I was willing to date a "tweener". A few pounds either way would make her really hot or really not. And I was proud of myself for not being shallow. That being said, I'm no "10" myself.
After our second date, I just got a really weird vibe. I asked her if we were just out on a date, or just out as "friends". She thought we were just friends.
We all know how that word, coming from a woman, feels. Personally, I'd rather get punched in the face than hear that ever again. Needless to say, my self-esteem was wounded.
Anyway, being a good sales rep, I summed up for her, in a light-hearted kind of way, all of the reasons I thought she should give me a try. I told her, "I'm 6'4" tall, good body, nice guy, six-figure income, witty, smart, lots of cash in the bank." She didn't disagree.
But then I realized something. I've got a pretty solid personal resume. I just never said it out loud before. This chick was turning down what was probably the best offer she would ever get!
I felt better immediately.
So guys, if you get turned down by a "tweener" or a "10", forget about it. Remind yourself of your good points, and get back out there.
Not every woman has to like you. Ultimately, you only need one.
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.
Tha Realnezz said:^ALOT of women.
He didn't make his intentions clear that's why I'm against this C and F and neg hits crap.It comes off as freindly and innocent.
I'd rather go for full blown compliments and sexual advances right off the bat.