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.
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.
I've noticed the same thing, but look at the bright side, it makes it easier to stand out and rise to the top.The other thing I have noticed is that MOST of the trades, doesn't seem to matter which, are all populated by fvck ups, losers, tards, sketchy drug addicts, alcoholics and ex-cons who can't show up for work or survive 10 minutes without a cigarette. Yet almost all of them will bow to a woman... wtf?
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.
Another ****ing reason to get the **** out of this ****hole. I was looking at some companies to cold email and stumbled up this one company when I was looking at their teamYep, considering leaving again.
Just don't act like a pvssy and you'll be fine. Learn to carry yourself in a way that doesn't make you look like prey.Its not all bad, everything seemed to work out in the end, I picked up a new apprenticeship in a related trade and a new job with an older kraut twice divorced. That other business was electrical and 5 guys doing tech work, the office of course was run by a bunch of chicks with attitude, they were all fat and opinionated. I can't believe women talk like that to TRADE guys and those guys bend over and take it... Just hope working with sh1t doesn't include women.
The other thing I have noticed is that MOST of the trades, doesn't seem to matter which, are all populated by fvck ups, losers, tards, sketchy drug addicts, alcoholics and ex-cons who can't show up for work or survive 10 minutes without a cigarette. Yet almost all of them will bow to a woman... wtf?