I mean where is the point, most of you guys saying you so alpha, the you use phone and facebook? I never had facebook, and thinking about dropping my phone in the river lol And I dont think asking a girl for her number is alpha behavior at all.
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.
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.
iluvathar said:I mean where is the point, most of you guys saying you so alpha, the you use phone and facebook? I never had facebook, and thinking about dropping my phone in the river lol And I dont think asking a girl for her number is alpha behavior at all.
TheException said:Ya i bet that makes making friends and making plans for you two so easy....must be using morse code.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
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.
Having a MANual push mower on a quarter of an acre is mf'in Alpha. That's what I got. My neighbors think I'm Boss, but at the same time, a cheapo, I still drive the same little truck from 2002. They be leasing BMWs, stangs, and SUVs, due to the wives in the families, I believe.bukowski_merit said:Having electric isn't alpha either... So I'm calling the electric company and having that sh!t turned off.... Or better yet - im just going to rip down the power lines myself!
And after that, I'm going to sell my car and walk everywhere...
Yes baby, I'm so alpha...
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.
Wow, i agree with you. I never thought about it that way, by now that i look back from personal experience i can see it.evan12 said:In fact it is very alpha when a woman see you talking about business in phone , I can bet some of them wet their panties at that moment especially if your face is serious and completely focus on the call .
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.