If a girl who you knew for a bit(but who didn't know previously where you worked), came into a sport store one day and saw that you worked there, would her attraction level for you drop after she sees you're in your mid 20's and you work at a sports retail store. BTW, I don't work at a sports retail store.
"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."
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.
Job affects attraction?
- Thread starter Maverack
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"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."
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.
CanuckinSK
Don Juan
Not necessarily, I think it all depends on the woman. I worked as a gas jockey in my early 20's for a few years. One of my customers was a nurse who came in once in a while.
One day my buddy (who, unbeknownst to me, was a friend of hers) took me over to her house and introduced us. She knew what I did for a living but still went out with me anyway. She ended up being pretty shallow, but never criticized me for my occupation.
If someone looks down on you because of your job, she's pretty shallow. Next her.
One day my buddy (who, unbeknownst to me, was a friend of hers) took me over to her house and introduced us. She knew what I did for a living but still went out with me anyway. She ended up being pretty shallow, but never criticized me for my occupation.
If someone looks down on you because of your job, she's pretty shallow. Next her.
Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
:yes: Simple as that.CanuckinSK said:...If someone looks down on you because of your job, she's pretty shallow. Next her.
no plenty of guys who work in sports stores get laid as often as they like. It's about the total package. yahh think if George Clooney worked at a sports store he could get laid? Let me put it another way. If the hottest chick you ever saw was behind the counter at Wal-Mart, would you say "no we can't do this, you work at Wal-Mart!".
I agree on your Cooney remark.pimpfromdayone said:Actually, if George Clooney owes most of his power with women to his celebrity status. I don't recall him making the "sexiest man alive list" or whatever before he made it big in acting. Social proof outweighs everything else. As for your question, Teflon I think nailed it... it's about ambition, not current occupation... but this holds ONLY for quality women. The rest of them are only interested in the here and now. They want the highschool quarterback, but don't seem to realize that 10 years from now, the party will be over. This should cause you no worry however if you are going after the smart, ambitious women you as a don juan should be going after. Now, to the man, obviously it makes little difference what job the woman has, as long as she is working somewhere.
On the other one...I agree ONLY if we were talking about a man in his 20s...but if he was in his 30s....then she would expect him to have accomplished something with his life at this point.
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.