You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
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.
My area is known for artsy counter-culture. People, including community guys, pride themselves on not knowing about sports, celebrities and popular music. I've been saying that we should try to learn about these common interests to give us material to talk about in set, especially if we are going for party gals. What do you think? Should a guy keep his ignorance or educate himself about mainstream culture and thereby dilute his uniqueness>switch said:*does not know Jay-z*
*does not recognize billie holiday*
....speechless at his own ignorance
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.
It seems like it bothers you a little bit that she might not recognize him. For what it's worth I have never listened to a whole Jay Z song all the way through on purpose, I likely pass by anything on the television with him being interviewed, and don't even listen to his type of music. I would absolutely recognize him if I saw him, especially if we were on camera, and definitely if we talked. This lady didn't and she's better off than me for it.gringoverde said:As far as the lady not being "plugged into pop culture," I think that most of us wouldn't imagine seeing Jay-Z on the train even if we met someone who looked or acted like him. She might even recognize his music, but just not have watched enough music videos/interviews to know his face.
Game artsy counter-culture girls.My area is known for artsy counter-culture. People, including community guys, pride themselves on not knowing about sports, celebrities and popular music. I've been saying that we should try to learn about these common interests to give us material to talk about in set, especially if we are going for party gals. What do you think? Should a guy keep his ignorance or educate himself about mainstream culture and thereby dilute his uniqueness>
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.
:cuss:My opinion, people need to realize that Kanye West, Jay Z, all the other dudes are the new Beatles and rolling stones of today.
Rap isn't really evolving. I've never been a huge fan but grew up with it and even a non-fan can tell it used to be much better.Idk just my opinion, I think it's cool to see how music has evolved and how it's evolving, my thinking is that the people who hate it are the minority and no one cares about them
Can't tell if this is sarcasm or not. People like you are why America is such a celebrity d!ck worshipping country. Who gives a fvck if not everyone recognizes or cares for jayz's photograph, the fact that it bothers you....lolgringoverde said:Yeah, FairShake, it bothers me that this old lady doesn't recognize Jay-Z. It's like she think that she's better than the rest of us or something. I understand not being plugged into pop culture, but she'd have seen the cameras with him. You'd think that she'd at least have the courtesy to ask for his autograph!
I like artsy counter-culture girls. My favorites are crazy Latina gals. However, as a Seattle activity organizer, I've found it's easier to get a group together to sarge a night club that an art gallery. Also, I haven't gotten nearly as many make-outs at art galleries and social dances as I have at night clubs.
I assume (hope?) you're kidding.gringoverde said:Yeah, FairShake, it bothers me that this old lady doesn't recognize Jay-Z. It's like she think that she's better than the rest of us or something. I understand not being plugged into pop culture, but she'd have seen the cameras with him. You'd think that she'd at least have the courtesy to ask for his autograph!
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.