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.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
are you fuking serious? pushing her on the metro and run off, kicking her out the car? ur a rude fuker, lol. you can still leave her wanting me without being a jerk you know?SandHawk said:What do you mean by that? Want for more what? Want for you? For sex?
The ideas are endless, but they all involve you removing yourself from the scene. I once gave my main plate a ride home, we made out in the car for 10 minutes in front of her house while I put on some cheesy 'romantic' music, and then kicked her out of the car. I sometimes, but not always, walk her to the metro station, make out and then push her off to catch a metro. If by wanting more you mean sex, make sure to shove your hands down her pants while you're dropping her off. I've more than once fingered her until she had soaking wet panties on the station platform, only to push her in the metro and then run off.
The trick is simple: Make sure you are in control of when you leave. However, don't leave unexpected, just announce it early on and then go, even(or esp.) if she begs you to stay.
There's a subtle difference here between being a jerk, and being extremely playful. I understand that my actions come off as being a jerk, but all of this is being playful with her. Telling her to get out of the car at 3:30 in the morning because I want to go to bed and she can't explain to her parents why she isn't sleeping home for the 4th time that week, results in me dropped her off and then tell her to get out.tony-montana said:are you fuking serious? pushing her on the metro and run off, kicking her out the car? ur a rude fuker, lol. you can still leave her wanting me without being a jerk you know?
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.