http://www.theaustralian.com.au/new...r-midlife-romeos/story-e6frg6zo-1225866688363
can't wait til i turn 30...:trouble:
can't wait til i turn 30...:trouble:
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.
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.
Maybe I'm more of a catch than I thought (and I know I'm a good catch).For instance, of the 259,000 available men in their 50s, only 34,000 have degrees (13 per cent) and 20,000 (8 per cent) earn more than $83,000 a year.
I'll be 50 before the end of the year (wow, 49 is going fast). Assuming my girlfriend and I don't break up I'll be one of the 2.7 percent!Most (61 per cent) of men in their 50s stick to their own age group but plenty find themselves younger women: 30 per cent choose women in their 40s and 2.7 per cent women in their 30s.
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.