Microphone Fiend
Master Don Juan
I'm starting right now and i noticed in the other thread, there are also others starting. So if you would like to compare progress with others, post your boot camp results in this thread
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.
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.
I wasn't planning on doing boot camp, but what the hell! I think it'll be a great experience. I'll start immediately...can I count the 2 girls I already talked to today as my first 2 "hi"s? I'm not sure if I actually said "hi" or if I just went right into talking. What do you think?Originally posted by Microphone Fiend
I'm starting right now and i noticed in the other thread, there are also others starting. So if you would like to compare progress with others, post your boot camp results in this thread
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.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Yeah, man, but its not much for me rejoice about since I have always had strong eye contacts. Except that with this excercise I noticed the subtleties (that's how ya spell it?) in the details of how you do it..Originally posted by indra79
Hey man if you can make eye contact with 100 attractive girls in two days, that's something. I would consider myself lucky if I saw 100 attractive girls in two days; let alone making eye contact![]()
No it'd be more like hiiiyayayaaah!Originally posted by indra79
By the way, if I put a pistol in your head, you could say hi to these girls after stuffing 20 peanuts in your mouth![]()
Europe. It's not the surrounding though. Its me. People are warm and friendly here. And they respond very well to greeting from strangers. Its me that has some kinda mental blockage.Originally posted by indra79 Where do you live, btw, cestmoi?
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.