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.
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.
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.
Yeah, last time around a lot of DJs wanted to get in on this so maybe this time there could be several of us trying these different approaches out. I'm curious to see what awesome ideas everyone will come up with.IsiMan84 said:I've been waiting my whole life for this moment. Okay so like 4 months. How about a part 2, part 3, and part 4? This is probably one of the best threads on the site, considering everybody asks all the same "does she like me" or "what does this mean" type questions everyday. At least this is something creative and people actually have to come up with something. Plus the keyboard jockeys are almost rewarded for being jockeys haha. Hell I'll even participate (just moved to a metro of 6 million+) since these kinds of actions are right up my alley. I don't know about you but I'm ready to roll son!
I moved to the Dallas area from Iowa. The city I lived by was maybe a little over 100,000 metro, and DFW metro is about twice the population of our entire state. My town was the type of place where everyone knew everyone, the same people went to the same places, and any failed pickup had long-term effects. I didn't realize I hadn't been on here since I moved, I'll update that soon.Solomon said:^^where did you move too? I see your location says Iowa
One of my friends found a PUA meetup group in the Dallas area and they schedule a few get-togethers every now and then to talk about the same type of stuff we do on here. From what he tells me some of those guys need work too. But apparently they are planning to sarge at one of the Dallas malls next Sunday, so I might have to accompany him and see what these guys are all about. Could be a good chance to use some of those experimental approaches too. Have you proposed any new ideas, or are you looking to use the same format you did in this one?Incog said:Yeah, last time around a lot of DJs wanted to get in on this so maybe this time there could be several of us trying these different approaches out. I'm curious to see what awesome ideas everyone will come up with.
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.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
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.