She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
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.
I have tryed this method on women with amazing results.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
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.
okay, even now I remember that like it was yesterday. At the first time, i hadn' tseen either one of the girls (kim or cindy) in 6 months, and a year for cindy. Cindy was all over me.. I know when she's been flirty.. I dated her for 6 months. she was laying it on thick. But cindy isn't the my oneitis.. kim was. Kim is a little more reserved. she literarly thinks every guy on earth wants to fvck her (and for the most part she isn't far off) and has no problem being reserved. Even with that said.. i knew Kim enough to know she was checking me out, but wasn't going to say anything in front of cindy.What I don't understand about the original poster's post is that he says when they came over sex was the last thing on his mind, and then he says that is why they liked him , and then he says when the girl walked through the door, the first thing he did was take her clothes off. I don't get that.
pimpfromdayone said:Basically, after countless paragraphs of useless bragging, you have told us that to avoid LJBF, we should treat her like we don't really want her and make it known that you are in demand and have other woman as options. Congratulations on getting yourself out of AFC-land.
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.
this is where guys get it wrong. See, this is what we want to think. However in all reality, she didn't think I was a great guy that she wanted to keep around.. she always thought I was cute, I knew that. but I didn't "do it" for her for whatever the reason may be, however becuase of my AFCness I was useful and good to keep around. then one day I DID do it for her. it's not like she was waiting for me to come along or anything.. it just happened.a girl that allows this to happen is has not put in the friendszone more or less your on deck and she's waiting for you to do something that just blows her away, or perhaps she's attempting to sheild you away because of the fact that your close to her. or a a list of other things. none of them bad just annoying and the average DJ should keep her on deck and work up other options so that oneitis doesn't set it.
She wasn't good in any way. she's nice I guess and easy to talk to. but the only, the sole reason I kept her around was because I wanted to fvck her in the baddest way. That's telling the truth. Not beecause she was this 'great friend"... now we became friends over time.. you tend to do that when you know someone for 7 years, but looking back on it, she didn't offer anything that anyone else didn't. She was hot. And regardless of how friendly I got, how long we went with what her and I called.. "that" comming up.. the fact that I did like her.. she knew. She would admit she knew. When she wuld get drunk she would tease me and show me what I "wasn't" getting. yet I put up with it like an AFC fool.Good people are hard to find and in my eyes if you find those people keep them around you.
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.