syncmaster
Master Don Juan
Anyone in here from the pre-bible era... ie 3 or 4 years ago. Just wanna see who is still lurking around.
- Adam
- Adam
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.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
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.
It was in it's infancy I'd say. They were more per-forum things, but yes it existed. Not nearly as detailed as it is now.Originally posted by NYC Dude
Sync, haven't seen you in the longest time. I came here about 4 years ago, but the bible was around back then I think.
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.
A walk down memory lane...Originally posted by NYC Dude
The forum was beige back then too.
Yeah, it was black and white I think...Originally posted by syncmaster
Wow! No kidding eh?
Remember what it used to look like before that? They changed it to the "beige" look a month after I joined.
I think before that it was black & white.
I still think it looks a TON better back then... the memories.
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.
http://sosuave.com/bible/bible.htmOriginally posted by NYC Dude
I came here about 4 years ago, but the bible was around back then I think.
... OMG that's gold. I have a pdf version of that. That was the second generation bible. Lorenzo and I put together the first one and then it took off from there. I'm surprised it's still lurking around. I'm sure that version is one of the best (better than todays as well) because it's not corrupted by "know it all'ism" . Wyld was right - no sense of community here anymore.Originally posted by diablo
http://sosuave.com/bible/bible.htm
Last updated: May 30, 2002.
Bet'cha not many of you still had that link.![]()
Oh wow ... the original sosuave.com website with the ugly clashing colors... I miss that so much
AH! The old front page!
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.