cablecow15
Master Don Juan
yes indeed , I might make walmart my next point of interest after i go to the clubs this weekend
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
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.
http://www.sosuave.net/forum/newreply.php?do=newreply&p=1909032Eternal_water said:I'm trying this tonight for the first time If I don't bottle it, going at midnight to a club, gonna try some Mcchenrycruiser pick ups
I've never been rejected on the spot so I have major AA, maybe not after tonight.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wXWflJS2TkE&feature=player_embedded#!Eternal_water said:Cable, what link were you trying to post?
when I click on it, it simply brings up the quote option.
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.
dont be hard on yourself , keep at it , my first night out i didnt do anything , but each night out i had after that was progressively betterEternal_water said:Ok so I went to a club alone last night for the first time (as in first time alone)
to get the 10 rejections, was harder than I thought.
Firstly the place was too loud to start a conversation with anyone, and it was also too crowded. I was also put off by the fact that they are hardly ever to be caught on their own.
I found one who was on her own but pussied out at the last second and turned away. Later I found another one, this one was sitting down looking at her phone so I forced myself into it.
Within seconds of talking to her I realise my mistake, she is smashed off her face, you know when they are close to tears and its just from alcohol, she was that drunk, couldn't stand up, and her phone didn't work (she was trying to call her friends) - I quickly moved on.
Eventually I found another and approached who wasn't drunk, didn't take long to get my first rejection, felt better after that.
Later I found 2 sitting on their own, and approached and got my second rejection, although I kind of cheated on that one by telling her the game and asking for the rejection like in the original post so it probably doesn't count.
Eventually I gave up on it and left, I realise I was probably giving out very insecure vibes being it my first time alone, but still only 3 approaches and I can't count the drunk one really
To recap I basically pussied out last night, dammm