Yea, I noticed she was all alone during the slow dances and such, so I came up to her and said "Would you like to dance with a beautiful stranger?" She said "Sure, By the way, what's your name?" So was danced and talked, and it got to the point that at every slow dance we would go to each other and dance. Heh, thanks guys for all the help.
"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"
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.
I danced with a complete stranger last night at a wedding.
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"She Wants a Man, Not a Boy"
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
Hard to believe that it's as easy as that...
Well, she was a complete stranger to me since this wedding happened in another state. I saw she seemed lonely, so I thought I would cheer her up, and ask her to dance. I figured, "Well, I'm gonna be out of here tomarrow, so what does it matter if she says no?"
"She's Out of Your League"
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.
oakraiderz2
Master Don Juan
HEHE...giggle giggle.Originally posted by oda
now you left out to part about if it was a grandma or a 12 year old girl
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I want the grandma!!!!!
Seriously though....good job man. Hope you didn't ask her to bend over and touch her toes...
Seriously though....good job man. Hope you didn't ask her to bend over and touch her toes...
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good job
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Nice job. You were observant and that helped you pick out a beautiful baby that was ready to party, to paraphrase Trent from Swingers.
But even better than that, you had the sac to go up to her and risk rejection and make it happen.
Well done.
"She Made Her Decision Before You Finished Your Sentence"
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.