You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.
Unless you look like or act like a euro pvssy with lots of $$, you have close to no chance with the HOTTEST girls in Montreal (I've tried, and failed, so I speak from experience).............your best bet is to hit on girls who are cute and friendly, but not hot and bytchy-looking (you know what I mean).Oxide said:everywhere.
French 1/5 girls will not or pretend that she doesnt speak English.
Clubs are popular, but good luck getting a girl from a club.
there are 2 main venues: St laurent street with clubs
and Crescent with some clubs and restaraunts
younger chicks - STL - radio, tokyo, Go Go lounge, side B.
crescent - 1234, cougars - Thursdays.
BIG club expensive - Opera, great on Sundays (if they are still open i heard they closed)
There are some bars ..there is one right by subway off of St Catherine's (not on it) and there is a bar that has like $1 drinks on wed or thurs, i heard a big crowd there usually.
but if you just walk St Laurent on weekend you'll be happy. Good luck getting in nicer places
Rescue Mission said:
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Oxide said:
Rescue Mission said:
RM, what the hell is a euro pu$$y ??Rescue Mission said:
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Russian immigrants in Montreal?? Are you crazy? Montreal is made up of mostly French, Italians, Lebanese, Greeks, Portuguese, Haitians, and some Jews. The Italians are mixed with French, Lebanese, Greek, Irish blood for the most part these days. Montreal never had a large East European or German immigrant pool. If you want Italians and East Europeans go to Brazil. The Italians in Montreal barely speak any Italian.Oxide said:
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.