This Times For Real
Don Juan
I read this through for the first time slowly and actually thought about it. thanks pook.
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.
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.
Word......Originally posted by baseballDJ
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I was just sitting in my chair and decided to reread Be A Man and Kill That Desparation. while reading this my thoughts cleared and I went back to the time of my first girl that I got and still had nice guy left in me. I just realized that I had signs of desparation in me.
Thanks for the boost up.
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.
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.
I do not agree with that.Imagine if a woman did all of the above to you. Imagine if a woman was OBSESSED with you, always calling you, always available, and always spending her free time FOR YOU. Any interest you had for this woman would soon evaporate.
Dude, stop and think about your own question for a few minutes. Why should the principles that landed you the girl suddenly change once she is your girlfriend? You think that now you have a license to suffocate the girl? Please think again. Her tolerance for boredom doesn't simply change.jrsully88 said:This seems true if you're in the dating stage of the relationship. Obviously, the attraction will deplate if the guy is always available and not a chase. But, for example, I am in a relationship with a girl and it seems like I want to spend all my free time with her and call her whenever I have a chance. Isn't that love? Should I still play these games to keep the interest level high? Basically, the question I would like to know is if this rule changes once the guy is in a relationship, or if he should still make the girl WANT him.
If you have your life in order, if you have your priorities straight, there should be no need for games, no need for pretense - you will naturally be unavailable.The point is that you should get other stuff in your life going on so that you don't have enough free time to be wanting to call or be with this girl all the time.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.