Ah Goddamnit! I was so busy today I didn't have time...It's getting on to day six. I HAVE to call her tommorrow...Originally posted by RBB
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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.
Ah Goddamnit! I was so busy today I didn't have time...It's getting on to day six. I HAVE to call her tommorrow...Originally posted by RBB
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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.
Yeah, might be a good idea, you really should have called her today or yesterday, but, if she still seems interested on the phone, then whatever works, works!Originally posted by nishbuk
Ah Goddamnit! I was so busy today I didn't have time...It's getting on to day six. I HAVE to call her tommorrow...
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.
Woah... Hold up. Maybe it's all this green tea I'm drinking but I see another side to this incident. You may wanna look into it, but it looks like a little power struggle. You "tell" her that she's gonna go for coffee to earn it, she then comes back by saying "Yeah, but under my terms. It's gonna be tuesday". What a rebelious little one you have on your hands! I'm sure in the end she'll cave in to you with all your c+f qualities dictating the play, but for now she could be testing you.Originally posted by nishbuk
On another note, I called the cold approach number that I got on tuesday, and I asked her to coffee on tuesday. This one is teetering on the edge I think, because I'm pretty sure that she may not know that this is date. See, what happened, was that she just happens to be in a class that I took last year, so I offered to show her the work that I have. When I called her, I guess my "finesse" style my not have been direct enough. I said:
"Hey, what's up. (Small tak etc. for about 20 seconds).
"So you need my work from last year, right? (playfully) Well, I'll give them to you, but first we go out for a cup of coffee together."
She said she was too busy this week for thursday, which is understandable, and she offered to go out on tuesday of next. So okay, I accepted, but I'm pretty sure not to expect anything from this.
At the very least, I'm going to make sure she understands that I'm asking her out at coffee. We'll see how it goes.
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.
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.
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.