wifehunter
Master Don Juan
Guys...two words..
Grocery stores!!!
Grocery stores!!!
"The Kiss of Death Mistake"
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
New plate...
- Thread starter wifehunter
- Start date
"Stop Asking Your Friends What to Text Her"
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.
dustmuffin
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Seems like the organic food stores around here are loaded with hotties. Trader joes, sprouts, whatever. It's a good place to meet women.
Please elaborate Wifehunter. How did it go about? I know its not easy for you to write posts containing more then 4 words, but still
sazc
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Whohoooooo!!!!
wifehunter
Master Don Juan
I did nothing. I just unintentionally run into her every other week or so. Some would say luck, but I'd say providence.Please elaborate Wifehunter. How did it go about? I know its not easy for you to write posts containing more then 4 words, but still
Last night, ran into her, in the ice cream section. Words were exchanged, got her name, magic happened.
"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.