She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
What you guys think of it? Of course I wasn't abused as a child and don't suffer from any chronic depression. I just knew that she was the type of loving and caring person, which is why I decided to play with that. What should I say during the phone conversation? Hahahahaha... My goal is to setup a date.Me : Its Mindgamez. Happy valentine's day
Her : Thanks sweety xoxo I wanna see you
Me : Haha, im pretty sure i made your day with the waldo comment LOL. Ya me too
Her : Hey man this is Jonathan, Palina's boyfriend. I wrote the previous message.
Me : Sorry for mustering up the courage to walk up to her and introduce myself. You guys enjoy some great sex tonight
Her : We will. You go watch porn buddy (;
Her : Hey omg I'm sorry this is palina my friends took my phone. I'm rly sorry
Me : That's hilarious
Her : I'm so sorry( I know this is not right, I'm not that kind of person go out, have fun and whatever Valentine's day, its just a name they gave to a day!! Wish u to enjoy everyday
Me : You're very nice, I appreciate. Tell your friends that I forgive them, and wish them happy v-day
Her : Thank you so much for ur understanding!!! Enjoy your night
The next day
Me : Yesterday I used the waldo line on a girl who had the same shirt as you at the club. She hated it LOLOL
Her : No way!! Haha looll, but frankly, me too, I didn't understand it at first ;s haha
Me : You hated it? Thats racist
Her : 0.o racist?? I just didn't get it. I didn't know waldo and trouver Charlie was the same thing...
Me : HAHAHAHAHA! trouver Charlie was the **** back in the day
Her : Of course it was
Me : Russian with a quebec accent, that's funny
Her : I guess...
Me : Haha, so you have a bf named JOnathan?
Her : Nahh he's just a good friend of mine
Me : May your friend Jonathan rest in peace in the friend zone... send him my love
Her : And why do u say tht to me exactly? Let me be clear, I was wrong by giving my phone, he was wrong when writting this, and now you're clearly wrong by insulting him. You don't know him and you don't know me. So please do not waste my time with such comments.
Me : You clearly don't get my sense of humor
Her : You're a 100% right on that one
That's where I FLIP it around. HAHAHAHA.
Me : Sorry. I've been abused as a child and I just like, i just have my moments of feeling like ****. Sorry I'm just so depressed and stuff. Didnt mean to hurt you or anything...
Her : Don't worry, next time just don't talk about somebody you don't know, and I'm sorry as well. But really? Don't be depressed, isn't the day particularly beautiful today, u should go outside while it's sunny, might help
Me : Yeah I'm serious. That's sweet of you
Her : Mmh do u wanna talk about your worries, if it might help, feel free to
WIN. HAHAHAHA.
Me : I'll call you maybe tomorrow evening or something. Just chat though, I don't like talking about negativity. I dont know you that much, but it seems like you have a big heart
Her : I would be glad to talk, but my cell phone plan only includes 50 mins per month, so if u wanna talk for 10 min I'm ok ;s or else I'm getting charged and I'm not down for tht ;/
Me : 10 minutes is more than enough
Her : Kk then
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.
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.
It's too late to meetup during the break, too much work. So I'll wait until Tuesday to sort things out and invite her out. There's no point in texting her.Her : Yo I'm sorry I never picked up I got really sick around then and just napped away then and the start of my march break
Her : I'm really sorry
Her : I hope you didn't need to reach me badly
Her : So what's up? You good?
I laughed my ass off as I sent this text. Dominic saw it too, he was sitting next to me in the computer lab. After he left, I worked on my assignment.Her : Hey Mindgamez, so in the end I can't chill with you on friday. Hope that's okay. I'm sorry. Though ice cream some day would be nice, but full disclosure I must admit I do have a thing with a guy right now so if you wanted this to be a date it can't be that.
Her : Cooool okay so see you
Me : That's cool, I still have my left hand in handy
Cool, she thinks I'm hot? At least somewhat (;Me : Yeah I'm fcking hot
Her : Hahahaha and ****y ;p
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 felt this text like a sting in the heart, but then laughed it off a while later. Now I think it's super funny.Her : Yo straight up, this text makes you into the worlds biggest pervert. Congrats. Really thought you had more class than that bud. And if you're not referring to jacking yourself off then you reallyneed to learn how to explain yourself clearly....
Her : I'm ****ing disgusted.
Me : Ok
Me : Its called a joke btw
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.