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.
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.
ElStud said:Me and my friends could be right behind a chick and I'll go "So what about her, would you f*ck her man?". We don't care.
Yeah, best to not say that stuff at work.Kev07 said:One of my coworkers got fired for this. Lady filed a complaint.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Hey, good for him, getting fired for his natural desires? Screw the boss. She was probably a feminist.Kev07 said:One of my coworkers got fired for this. Lady filed a complaint.
Besides, what's the purpose of everyone using the same system?Serialized3 said:You guys are nerds.
I'll admit, I have a system.Francisco d'Anconia said:Besides, what's the purpose of everyone using the same system?
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.
The scale itself is superficial. Rating a girl on her looks is superficial!reset said:Well that's good. Sometimes a guy will be like "what about this chick I just met here's her picture" and to me, that's just f'ed up.
I went back and re-read your post. Even though it's superficial, I have to admit it was pretty damn funny.
This should be the new scale.ElStud said:But yeah, dude's boss was a loser and the girl was probably a b*tch. That b*tch should be HONORED to want to be f*cked by an Alpha Male.
Here's how I see things...
HB1 - Does that even exist?
HB2 - Really ugly.
HB3 - Kind of ugly.
HB4 - Alright, but not that good looking.
HB5 - Alright.
HB6 - Cute.
HB7 - Hot.
HB8 - Very hot.
HB9 - Fine.
HB10 - A damn fox.
I judge whether a chick is hot on two things, face and her body.
IMO your 5 has a great body and your 6 is better than your seven and nine.ElStud said:Yeah, it's because we have different taste mostly likely. Like I'm more into blonde girls, yet the guy who made the topic clearly isn't. I mean here are pictures of what'd I rank girls...
HB5:
http://www.bullz-eye.com/Models/200303Mary/Mary-19.jpg
HB6:
http://www.gadgetell.com/images/062006/newfirefoxmascot.jpg
HB7:
http://ec2.images-amazon.com/images..._sexy_girl_sexy_women_sexy_nude_sexy_babe.jpg
HB8:
http://www.bullz-eye.com/Models/200310Stacy/Stacy-18.jpg
HB9:
http://www.vegasinsider.com/images/model_images/denise6.jpg
HB10:
Don't know.
I'd honestly rank most celebrity girls in the 6-7 range unless they're like really hot. To me, one of the most important things when ranking a girl is her face. Like if she's got a cute face, good personality, but doesn't really have much of an ass or anything, I'd still screw her. But if she's not that good looking and does have those features though, I'd have to decide.
I'd be flattered. It'd be kinda neat.reset said:How would you feel if you knew some chick put a picture of you on the internet and had a bunch of anonymous strangers rating your physical appearance?
Anyway, everyone is different. If we all had the same tastes and interests this world would be boring.
The whole concept behind this thread makes me sick though. So why am I posting in it?
Interesting.
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.
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.