SeymourCake
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I read all the DJ Bibles and I put them to use...Still no progress of getting laid. 
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.
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.
Sir Psycho Sexy said:Do you ever have any dates?
Do you have any female friends?
Do you ever talk to women?
Let us know where exactly you are right now.
Infact I dont think your even asking anything? It looks like a statement.
Hakuna said:Hit on every girl you see for the rest of your life, get a good career, go the gym, dress well, and keep reading the bibles over and over again till you know them by heart. Just knowing all the principles won't help, you need to apply them. If all else fails, get a hooker. At least this way you'll have less performance anxiety.
3 comes after 2 bro. My bad, this really just adds insult to injury.SeymourCake said:1. Never
2. No...
2. Whenever I get the chance, yeah.
Alright, I'll work on that, but I'm never gonna have sex with a hooker. Sex shouldn't cost a thing.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
try and give some info on your interactions/attempts so we can deconstruct what you are doing wrong and rightSeymourCake said:I read all the DJ Bibles and I put them to use...Still no progress of getting laid.![]()
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
kingsam said:try and give some info on your interactions/attempts so we can deconstruct what you are doing wrong and right
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.
MAN listen to yourself! All your effort is going into walking, standing and looking! I tell you what, the position of your eye brows is NEVER something you should worry about! It screams of insecurity and you'll probably look like a goof.SeymourCake said:I walk around with my chest up, shoulders relax, eyes brows low, low eyes, with a smirk on my smile. I walk with style, but I don't over exaggerate it. (...)
Dude, are you thrusting your pelvis back and forth when you walk? Don't do it. That is just way too sexual. Just a smooth, cool, confident strut.SeymourCake said:I thought chest up, shoulders relaxed were a sign of a confident alpha male. A lot of the DJ Bibles are contradicting. Thanks for that link though. To sum it up, all I need is a life.
They are, but your priorities are wrong. Improving your looks is only a tiny part of the puzzle, and you're not doing any of the rest. You'll be stuck with one piece forever.SeymourCake said:I thought chest up, shoulders relaxed were a sign of a confident alpha male. A lot of the DJ Bibles are contradicting. Thanks for that link though. To sum it up, all I need is a life.
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.