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.
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.
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.
there goes the fishOriginally posted by diplomatic_lies
Just drop your hard drive in the river.
Yes, but most people don't care about your Freecell high scores and 8 gigs of porn.Originally posted by Interpol
That's true about hard drives...To completely erase a hard drive so that no traces of the original material can be recovered, you need to erase everything, rewrite over it with "junk" data, and then erase it again, and repeat that process seven times.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
...which is why my advice is not applicable to youOriginally posted by Giovanni Casanova
Yes, but most people don't care about your Freecell high scores and 8 gigs of porn.
BOO YA!Originally posted by Interpol
...which is why my advice is not applicable to you
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.
The only thing that's wrong with that is that there are idiots who would spend $495.00 on it.Originally posted by tactic
Ross Jeffries' seminar schedule.. tell me what's wrong with this
Magick / Psychic Influence Seminar
Location & Date:
Los Angeles, CA - July 29-31
Seminar Price:
$495.00
But... but... there might be people monitoring your trash... and all the trash you ever use... and... they might... like... collect all the pieces or something... and then they might reconstruct what's on your hard drive... and then... then something bad might happen.Originally posted by Alpine
If you are really paranoid, take out the platers from the hard disk, saw them up in parallel strips and dispose of one strip every so often.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.