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.
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 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.
http://www.jbspencer.com/djb/CuriousGirl said:Who is Pook? I've heard his username thrown around a lot on here. And OP, easy on the commas!![]()
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.
Do you know why I never post topics related to how to pick up women? It's because I've read these books. What drives me fvcking ape**** is the guys who come straight to the forums asking "hurrrrr what did I do wrong". I want to scream "READ THE ****ING DJ BIBLE MORON". You can usually tell they never have. It really should be a requirement before signup.SandHawk said:Well, it would have been a very good reason to be honest. Most people on these boards nowadays don't read the bible, the book of pook or anti-dump.
And when they post a question and people respond with a reply that they don't seem to like or is too confronting, they get all defensive and ignore whatever advice was given.
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.
the DJ bible is acutally not very obvious to new people to find it (you dont naturally look at the bottom of the page much) it needs to be clearly explained on a sticky on the main forum... someone needs to create a good quality sticky thread for it!SandHawk said:Well, it would have been a very good reason to be honest. Most people on these boards nowadays don't read the bible, the book of pook or anti-dump.
And when they post a question and people respond with a reply that they don't seem to like or is too confronting, they get all defensive and ignore whatever advice was given.
Roissy's articles, somehow, give me some sense of hopelessness and unavoidable doom about my situation. Somehow, he comes across for me as saying that busting your ass trying to get better with women and in life using game can only get you so far and, if you're a extreme case, there's pretty much no hope for you to even hit big leagues because you're a stinking dreg that is more likely to commit suicide than score by getting lucky.If you want to read someone current who is Pook like in terms of breaking down women's behaviours and tells you why they do what they do, I highly recommand reading Roissy's blog
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.