The Mad Ghost
Senior Don Juan
Anything...
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.
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.
I know, its sosuave.backbreaker said:this isn't the misc brah
OK...why did Michael Jackson hang out with that little kid from alone?The Mad Ghost said:Anything...
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
I'll tell you this much....Alex DeLarge said:Okay TheMadGhost, I've been having a problem lately..
A few women have been complimenting me on my looks, they've said I'm very handsome and good looking, but when I call them to schedule a date, most of them flake. Even though they find me attractive.
I'm thinking that maybe they lack confidence? Maybe my game is shot.. I'm not too sure. Most of the time, if I ask a girl out it's through text (I'm 22 years old.. Chicks NEVER pick up the phone anymore even when I try calling and most prefer text that I talk to) here's how a usual conversation goes..
Me: Hey ___ it was great seeing (or) meeting you the other night! (Then usually I throw in a little joke here like a witty remark I made to her or something funny she did that I thought was cute but rag on her a bit like an older brother).
HB: Hey ___! Yeah it really was. (Usually she says something here about the previous encounter or date too)
Me: Great! well later this week I'm going down to ____ to do ____ (typically action date, or grabbing drinks.. Something low key) You should tag along and we'll get ourselves into some shenanigans!
HB: Okay! Sounds good!
Now usually this chat takes place about 2-4 days before the meet up, but I don't typically chat with them in that time period. Then the day comes around and they flake or just never respond. This is a girl who had complimented me on my physical appearance before hand as well..
Now I'm thinking...
-Maybe I should communicate more and build rapport for the meet up?
-Maybe they're just bored and want to flirt with a guy for the evening?
-Maybe they're just too nervous? (If I knew this, I would try and make them feel more comfortable, but if it's not that.. I could be easily interpreted as creepy and needy which I'm not)
-Maybe I should make my appearance less intimidating? (Usually I wear a leather jacket biker style, band tee shirts, and engineer boots.)
I have no problem getting numbers.. I've got about 5 phone numbers since Dec 23rd and it's the 28th today. Only 2 of them seem somewhat interested in meeting up, but one of them seems sort of low-quality.
Any suggestions?
CURE IS THIS... YOU HAVE TO HAVE KILLER ATTRACTION AND COMFORT THE NIGHT YOU MEET THEMSamTheHobit said:What's your veiw on number flakes and is there a way to minimise flakes?
Seems alot of people are having trouble with this.
It depends on what type of flake that is?SamTheHobit said:What's your veiw on number flakes and is there a way to minimise flakes?
Seems alot of people are having trouble with this.
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.