"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"

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.

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Just to know your name...

KinoOI

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Today I went sarging [lol@nick and his funny words] with my buddy and took it serious for the first time. And as I sat down with my canoli I saw an amazing girl walking by, out of the coffee shop, across the hallway in the mall. Following the 3sec rule I threw down my coat and began speed walking up to her. She was just at the door, leaving the mall, when I had caught up to her.

ME - Pardon me <thinking about the 3 hours I spent skimming ASF last night> I noticed you walking over yonder <silly gesture>, and I just had to know your name.
HBname - Her expression changed from one of exhaustion to joy as she said Oh my, err, I’m Mandy... <oddly enough she seemed genuinely interested> and you are?
ME - Anthony, its a pleasure to meet you as I took her hand, held it for a few moments. She saw my buddy leaning over his chair lookin @ us, and I continued: terribly sorry to make you the butt end of a bet, but my friend couldn’t' believe I'd chase a girl out of the mall just to know her name.
HBname - Well I’m glad you did...
ME - I’m sure you’ve done something this silly before, that feeling you get, being crazy and just going with your gut...

<small talk, she was about 5 yrs older than me [I’m 15, but look 17+], we chat for maybe 1 minute or less, and I exited myself from the situation, thins all positive, but I was very satisfied with what I had accomplished.>

ME - Well, it was wonderful meeting you, Mandy. Have a lovely night looking in her eyes and smiling, my hand lightly touching her arm, and sliding down to her waist, I gently squeezed, and then walked away, I’m a stupid ass for not closing, I KNOW she was staring @ me as I walked away, I didn’t hear her re-open the door to leave for 20 paces. I didn’t close because I was so in the moment, it happened so fast I just didn’t think. But oh well, I was more focused on the actions I took, than the successes I would/could have had.

I made this girls day by remembering a simple line from ASF, making an ass outa myself, and HAVING FUN WITH IT. This is my first post of this nature, donno what you fela’s usually include in a ‘Field Report’ but hey, your thoughts, cynicisms, bodily noises are all welcome.

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The Performer
Anthony
AIM: KinoOI
E-mail: [email protected]

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


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"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.

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Nice story Anthony. Made my crappy day a little better.
 
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