Chisenhall23
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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 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.
Aggression at the beginning. If you look at her right eye you will see her self - assumed dominant position. Her left eye expresses an natural resentment position.
Don't be afraid. Shes a kitty cat under all of that. She doesn't like the world she created for herself and it shows. You're going to have to spank this one.
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.
If she gives you her eyes its better than never making eye contact. Her left eye, as a rule (95%) will express her state. Her right eye is her social eye. Its her fake self that she presents to the world. A little trick I learned. I always look at a woman's left eye first.Okay. I ask because this girl (barely know her) at my gym was looking at her phone, and then proceeded to gave me this look through the mirrors. When I walk past, I can always feel her eyes shoot up at me (once again say she’s looking down at her phone), and sometimes holds the look (I can sense it) but I don’t return the look. Was looking for insight on how I should decipher all of this? Thanks for your time / reply!
If she gives you her eyes its better than never making eye contact. Her left eye, as a rule (95%) will express her state. Her right eye is her social eye. Its her fake self that she presents to the world. A little trick I learned. I always look at a woman's left eye first.
The eyes are truly the window to the soul. If the man is a cuckable or you are way out of her archetype, she will not show you her eyes. She will continue looking at her phone. Oh, she sees everything in the room. Every single man. Do NOT look at her when you are working out. That would be attention.
Look between sets if you feel her eyes on you or when you go to get a drink of water or something. But you are there for your workout and the workout is a major part of your life. Shes just a girl. They are all over the place. In fact they outnumber us.
It depends on how you do it. If it's a "dismissing attitude or maybe if she lucky" look away or a whimpy/puss look away. the leader is you. She's just a silly girl.Okay. One last thing. Say I look over at her (as you said between sets) but she was in the middle of a set and happened to return my gaze (I broke contact) Is this positive? Thanks for the insight, man!
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.