Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
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.
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.
I also agree. Everyone knows Pook is the ultimate DJ. He is a shining example. How could he NOT be given master dj status?Originally posted by Starman
Im not one to kiss ass or worship anyone..but pooks posts are very well thought out..make sense..motivational, clear, and he speaks from experience
and has good intentions of helping people out with what he knows..
so I think he deserves it..
You are kidding right?Originally posted by De La Soul
Yeah, we decided that instead of ranking people in terms of how many posts they've made, we should rank each poster individually on their own merits.
That's why some people have been promoted, others demoted, and some have stayed the same.
In your case, Tantric, we didn't think you really deserved your Master Don Juan title, and so we stripped it from you until you EARN it.
We feel that you still needed a few more quality posts to prove yourself. I think two or three more good posts should get you over the line.
De La Soul
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
I think he had everyone going for a minute. No one has enough time to look at everyones post and decide if they're a 'Master DJ' or 'Senior DJ'.Originally posted by Squy
You are kidding right?
From what I've seen, you are to remain "senior DJ" until your 500 post, then you'll be "Master DJ". Correct me if I'm wrong on the number
Pook's posts usually contain significant grammatical errors. Until this is corrected, I recommend holding His Worshipfulness back a grade.Originally posted by Guitar_Whizz
So why hasn't Pook got the status of Master DJ??????
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.
I'm glad to see a veteran still hanging around. How are you Dee-Zy?Originally posted by Dee-Zy
I'm still master Don Juan.
That's all what matters
GHOST