She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
youre from vegas?? PM me...next time im in Vegas we'll wing!mastacheef said:
Hey man,mastacheef said:
whew k maybe they aren't gayLord Shinra said:
haha but for sure man im always down ill show ya guys a good time to who ever wants to come down just throw me a PM or throw me a message on myspaceYou 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.
oh i realize that but they never want to.. like last night for new years the home boy sister was going to her little high school partys and the ones she was talkin about has a crazy amount of babes and they didn't want to go! im like dudes cmon, they ended up at some ones house where my other home boy was mackin on another home boy's "girl" so im not worryed bout him but eh, it was a joke in the first place but i just never have "gone out with the guys to flirt with some cougars" and none of my friends are really down haSmoothTalker said:
:crackup: :crackup:Kev07 said:
Dude I hate that, I'll be chilling with friends during the day and when I want to go to a party or club. They're like no we're too tired or I just don't wanna. I'm sure they're just shy and avoids the situation where they might get rejected. You really need to find yourself some players since guys with girlfriends will not go with you to clubs.mastacheef said:oh i realize that but they never want to.. like last night for new years the home boy sister was going to her little high school partys and the ones she was talkin about has a crazy amount of babes and they didn't want to go! im like dudes cmon, they ended up at some ones house where my other home boy was mackin on another home boy's "girl" so im not worryed bout him but eh, it was a joke in the first place but i just never have "gone out with the guys to flirt with some cougars" and none of my friends are really down ha
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.