You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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.
How do you pull that off?ChrizZ said:I wear them everywhere...
Fvck society...
Confidence.Stéphane said:How do you pull that off?
Do you also wear them in clubs? Because, that would kind of be wierd but cool.ChrizZ said:Confidence.
You will have to deal with lots of haters though.
I don't care though as long as I bang their girlfriends.
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.
Especially in clubs.Stéphane said:Do you also wear them in clubs? Because, that would kind of be wierd but cool.
why wouldn't you, just because people are gonna hate you for it?Stéphane said:Is it a sport jacket/blazer or is it really a suit? Man, idk if I could wear a suit all the time.
so why don't you want to always dress in a suit then?Stéphane said:i'm almost 20 but I don't think age really mathers in this, because I got a way better education then most people in their late 20's
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.
exactly my mindset.Alphamale1821 said:I love to wear suits and chic classy clothes, I soon plan to be sporting some Armani exchange suits and what not. And i seriously don't give a **** if any hater likes it or not. I'm a lover and they are a hater. Never understood the mind of a hater and never will. While they hate i'll continue to be me, and they will do what they do.
Yeah peeeeiiimmppp. Thats what I'm talkin about.ChrizZ said:I wear an all white suit with a white shirt.
Like this...
nice to see that others on here get it, too.Supremo said:Yeah peeeeiiimmppp. Thats what I'm talkin about.
Stephane, you don't always gotta wear a SUIT.
Try, nice jeans, nice shoes, button up (or good looking tee, but not as fancy), and expensive sports jacket.
Now I say expensive because (**** what those hippies say) the difference between a $50 sports jacket and a $300 sports jacket is tremendous. You'll only need a couple (black, blue, white (if you really want), its the undershirts you'll want a lot of. It's good to have collered shirts of all colors, styles (striped, textured, patterns, etc.)
Ties are an extra thing, not needed, but can be pulled off.
ChrizZ, you can pull off a full suit in a club? Right on, brotha. Me, I'd go with the nice jeans, nice button up (no tie) or cool teeshirt look.
Dress fly to look fly
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.
The more haters you have, the more it shows that you are on the right path.Joe The Homophobe said:I bought my first sports coat like 3 weeks ago and now I refuse to go out of the house without one! I went back 2 days later to get another one. Now I got 3 and am waiting for a paycheck to get me a suit (the jacket + matching pants).
I saw the trailer of "mean streets" (mob movie that introduced the world to young Robert De Niro) and I noticed the way the guys dressed there to hang out (sports coats, suits) and I really liked the look of Tony (hes in the trailer wearing the brown sports coat with black shirt) so I went to the store and got me a brown sports coat just like his (my first sports coat)
It definitely gets me noticed and I feel respect from women. I also feel a bit of jealousy as people look at me overdressed. I don't have chri's problem over here there are tons of hippis everywhere and I had read that they hate on anyone that they feel that looks like a "yuppy" (anyone that dresses decent pretty much). The important thing is you can feel that you are being hated by the haters, you can notice people giving you strange looks, but the one thing you know for sure is that sharp dressed men command respect from people (specially women)
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.