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.
Boschy said:Hmmm 18 year olds. Student night is Thursday nights in the CBD, so anywhere is good...The Loft, Little Flinders St (Velour Bar, Ikon). Should be able to get a list together and do a venue crawl one night. Count me in. Gin Palace is a good place to find some quality chicks. Ditto places like Metropolitan, Establishment (can be quiet), etc. Pubs like Elephant WheelBarrow, Bridies, and Euro Beer Cafe are good for generic younger girls (20-30) because of the covers bands.
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.
Yeah. Viper room and Frostbites are great places on Chapel, but still ain't my scene - too much bass and too f*ckin loud. Lotus bar is on Toorak road, but the bouncers were pretty racist to my mates so I wouldn't be going back there anytime soon. Only luck i had in that area is Evolution on commercial road.[S]alvatore said:Viper Room on Chapel st is a good place to grab girls. Also I think Lotus Bar it's called, can't remember where it's located though? But generally the rest of clubs on Chapel st are full of pill popper drug fu<ks.
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.