Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
I'm not here to workout man, I'm here to become social, and I'm here to get laid; after I accomplish those things I don't give a f*ck whether or not you assh*les give me advice. Haha, 95 pound freshman? Is that what you are? Because that's certainly not me, I'm a 180 pound, JUNIOR FYI(Don't believe me? Who cares. You're the one lying to yourself, I don't need to prove anything to myself). And also, FYI, I run on the treadmill 4 days a week, for 30 minutes, a lot more than your lazy ass does, probably. Maybe if you stopped pulling stuff out of your ass(That 95 pound freshman bullsh*t), I might actually listen to you.TheNewGuy said:You are like the 95 pound freshman that tries a workout routine for two weeks, looks in the mirror, notices after two weeks he doesn't look like INSERT TOUGH GUY OF THE WEEK and then comes to the almighty conclusion that the routine is trashed.
Know why you are coming to us for help? Because we know more than you. You know we know more, we know we know more. To say that what we told you is wrong, is to say that we do not know more than you. So if we don't know more than you, why are you asking us for advice? Leave... again.
Moderators/Allen, if you really want him to never come back again: do a whois on his IP and tell his ISP that he has been spamming the forums for the past 5 months, banned 3 times and still comes back. That type of action violates every AUP and is guaranteed to get his account turned off.
MrConfidence said:I'm not here to workout man, I'm here to become social, and I'm here to get laid; after I accomplish those things I don't give a f*ck whether or not you assh*les give me advice. Haha, 95 pound freshman? Is that what you are? Because that's certainly not me, I'm a 180 pound, JUNIOR FYI(Don't believe me? Who cares. You're the one lying to yourself, I don't need to prove anything to myself). And also, FYI, I run on the treadmill 4 days a week, for 30 minutes, a lot more than your lazy ass does, probably. Maybe if you stopped pulling stuff out of your ass(That 95 pound freshman bullsh*t), I might actually listen to you. So what if you do ban me? Hardly any loss to me, since I hardly ever come here in the first place. Infact, I'd be glad if you guys banned me, I don't need this kind of crap when I'm trying to become a better person.
Ah, I must missed that when I read your post. Man, do I feel stupid now. Deepest apologies, I honestly thought you were talking about me, and even if you were, I had no reason to be so offended. If anything, you're not the assh*les, I am.TheNewGuy said:No. I used to be that guy. Notice the past tense. Also please take note of this article.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Local Celebrity said:Ah, you don't apologize man. Not to men, not to women.
Steve Covey said:It takes a great deal of character strength to apologize quickly out of one's heart rather than out of pity. A person must possess himself and have a deep sense of security in fundamental principles and values in order to genuinely apologize.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
That's it. Much better.MrConfidence said:Thanks for supporting me guys. Although is there a way to get her talking without going through a bunch of topics? I started the conversation with "Hey, how's it going with you?", and didn't really get anywhere until I asked how her weekend was(Which was kind of weird, considering it was Monday). I also got to work on smiling, and eye contact, which I did neither of in this conversation.
Yeah, I've also got to thank those girls, because if it wasn't for them wanting to sit at my table that day, I probably wouldn't have talked to her at all. Band practice is tonight at 6:30, and I'm going a little before that, and see if I can use what I've learned to approach some chicks in band. Now I know what confidence feels like man, where you just DO IT, don't think about, you just have this gut feeling. If I could just stop doubting myself, I know I could approach any girl, and I could also stop caring about what others think of me. I don't even need to pull one of those slick observational openers, I just need to say something along the lines of "Hey, how's it going?", and follow up with a topic. I'm going to dodge using the whole "How was school for you thing" because most girls will just give you a short answer. I might even just use a situational opener, and tell her I like her shirt, or something.Mr_rogers said:That's it. Much better.
Just work on those things that you mentioned. You're on your way. ****ing A.
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.