Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
:crackup: Bwaaaahahahahahahahahaha!!!!! :crackup:My Name is Nobody said:NO you DI'INT!
ahh man that sh!t still stings like hell.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
:crackup: Bwaaaahahahahahahahahaha!!!!! :crackup:My Name is Nobody said:NO you DI'INT!
ahh man that sh!t still stings like hell.
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.
Francisco d'Anconia said::crackup: Bwaaaahahahahahahahahaha!!!!! :crackup:
And you're surprised about this because????.....My Name is Nobody said:what the hell is so funny? Don't bring her up again.
I found out the other day the whole office knows about our relationship. And she is the one who told people.
:crackup: Not with the way you were acting dude! I'm sure people were curious about what was going on between you two.My Name is Nobody said:...
I thought it was a secret...
You are "Mr. Popularity" aren't 'cha?My Name is Nobody said:...
Now I know why that AFC who stalked her looks at me likes he wants to beat my a$$.
Cedd, does this answer your question?My Name is Nobody said:...
Just talking about her puts me in the foulest mood ever. I feel like I want to shoot myself.
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.
Mavrick said:How about ending this thread.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
You - a DJ? :crackup:My Name is Nobody said:Now that I think about it, she just seemed nervous the whole time and she couldn't think of anything to say.
I bet she just can't believe she has met a DJ like me and she doesn't know how to act. She keeps waiting for me to be weird, psycho, or all of those in one.. AFC.. and it's not going to happen.
Because 99 percent of guys, by the second date have probably become AFC.
James45 said:You - a DJ? :crackup:
My Name is Nobody said:Don't be jealous.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
James45 said:Don't be that guy my friend, I'm only helping you out.
How did you turn this around into a date Friday? You left that part out.My Name is Nobody said:Well, I just nexted this b!tch... can you believe this?
I login to my messenger today at noon and she had sent me a message "Sorry, I have to work tonight. I just called and confirmed. Give me a holla or I'll just give you a call later"
I should have just said "fine" but I had to get a little worked up and say
"a phone call would have been nice"
Then she pops online (she must have been invisible) and starts with her b!tchy attitude.
She's like "blah blah I told you I might have to work we only went out once and you are acting like this? YIKES"
I was like "WTF are you talking about? I don't care if we go out again, and I don't care if you have to work. All I'm saying is a phone call would have been nice."
Then she's like
"you have an attitude, you don't care if we go out again?"
Then I told her I was going to call her on her attitude weeks ago.. and then I told her don't worry I'll call her 10 times tonight to see how she's doing.. LOL.
I was joking about that ofcourse, then I deleted the b!tch from my messenger and my phone. I'm pretty sure she is lying about working tonight. She told me she works a second job on the weekend at some small retail store. I'm sure she's on call for that.
Whatever .. Did I jump the gun on this or was nexting the right thing? I'm just sick of the attitude and games. Any last minute funny message I can hit her with? yeah... tired of wasting my time.
Nope, it was the same girl...amoka said:I believe he has a date with a different woman.
After I was a jerk and nexted her in that chat, she texted me that night. Then I tried to call her again since she texted me. And ever since she has been texting me every night.ketostix said:How did you turn this around into a date Friday? You left that part out
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.