spider_007
Master Don Juan
:nervous:
I've been f-ing up lateley, and i think today might be the last straw.
well, time to stand up like a man, and tell the boss.:nervous:
time for an ass reaming.:moon:
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.
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.
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.
Fixed.djSlvt said:Smart thing to do is quit after you have another job lined up, and don't look back.
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.
Please stop posting in my thread. You opinion is of interast to me.djSlvt
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probably true......but somehow i feel refreshed, after i take 5-10 minutes every couple of hours and check some site out.....being A.D.D. (like half the north american population) i would burn out puirty fast. I do better when i'm under pressure and things need to be done, but lately things have been slow and i've been shifting attention to other things.....Well, the first thing you should do is focus on your job instead of posting and reading this site. You are allowing distractions into your workplace...and that is only asking for trouble.
.Start planning to jump ship before you sink with it
spider_007 said:Please stop posting in my thread. You opinion is of interast to me.
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 like the job....there is usually not much stress to it, but at the same time it's not really a big challenge....there is not to many new things to learn (not that my boss is willing to actually teach me anything in the first place:moon: )backbreaker said:the question is WHY you are f'ing up. I haven't had a REAL job in a while but I remember the last job I had, I started messing stuf fup, not wanting to work long hours, oversleeping at home, because i was wanting to do something else. it's how I wired. when I'm done with something i"m done.
I work as a draughtsman for a local machine shop.Deus ex Pianoforte said:What do you do for a living, spider?
ha ha ha, I did just that~attrACTION~ said:Get yourself a body massage this weekend![]()
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.