Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Sigh. Please stay with your classmates on the highschool forum.Originally posted by Soma
Hey, play nice. You're hurting my feelings over here.
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.
Pretty girl. She is not doing well at the moment. Here's hoping she feels better.
Hey, that is my patented remark
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.
And I thought *I* came up with that oneOriginally posted by PuertoRican_Lover
Hey, that is my patented remark
I think dating in the pacific northwest has to be much worse than in Southern California. I went up to Portland on business and honestly, I don't think I saw more than a dozen women there I would consider doable. Plus the area was overrepresented by butch looking chicks. I'd hate to be a single guy trying to date there.Originally posted by MetalFortress
Heh - I'm actually a US man dating a US woman, but she has very traditional values and is pretty much as feminine as it gets. Being a lifetime Southern Cali kid (extreme Southern Cal, think San Diego County) I haven't really experienced the type of girls whom WestCoaster bad mouths - either that or I subconsciously ignore them
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
the other side of that is in SoCal, you've got a ton of pretty boys too. rich boys too. and pretty and rich boys. Hollywood, West Hollywood (faggot capital of the world), Beverly Hills, Brentwood, vicinity is fukking tough, tough, tough. you gotta have game if you're going for top notch, especially the club scene. chicks here are the best looking IN THE WORLD and they know it. they flocketh. serious, half will dizz you automatically if you don't drive a Benz, BMW, etc.
Um, thanks, I'll pass.Originally posted by stevera004
And I thought *I* came up with that one
The thread seems to have died a natural death, but it's interesting to note that no one stepped up and 'defended' the US woman. It could be that US men are taking their wonder-women for granted. Let's open up the floor to all those foreign men who are just dying to hook up with a wonderful US woman.
I've noticed that latinas don't tend to be as materialistic as other women. I've seen some fine azz latinas with guys that drive beat up chevys and toyotas.
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.
that's definitely true. lots of them here in LA. i prefer mexican chicks anyway. they know how to treat a man. but they're also jealous as hell.
I'm in L.A. too.