She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
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.
y'all gotta check the photo's on this one:DJDamage said:oh man this is just too funny to be real:
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Guys-who-actually-care-about-Girls/243980489045
And then, the UPDATE:This group is for the guys who still believe in being a gentlemen. For those who can open a door, surprise her with flowers, who calls her beautiful instead of hot, or will stay awake just to watch her sleep. For the guys who want to show her off to the world when she is in her sweats, who will hold her hand in front of your friends, who will constantly reminds her of how much you care and how lucky you are to have her, the one who can turn to his friends and say..."that's her."
:crackup:New posters please keep in mind that his group is not a dating service. Nor a group to tell everyone how wonderful you are. This is a group for discussing being a gentlemen, the lack of them, or other such topics. I will be deleting any posts that are either A. trying to use this group as some sort of dating service or B.mindlessly posting to tell us your a gentleman.
-Jag
So you'd expect the posters to fall over themselves in self-chastising. But no, the first three replies look like this:How many guys on here can actually say, without a shadow of a doubt within their own minds, that they have never actually done anything terrible to a woman they loved?
Think of it as if, heaven forbid, your ex's actually could see what you write on here. Would they agree with you? Would all of them (yes ALL of them) say that you were a guy who actually cares about the girl he is with? Or even girls in general?
Well I haven't had many girlfriends but I can honestly say I've always been the perfect gentleman with women. And gotten **** in return.
Women don't want a perfect gentleman. They want an alpha male who will make them moan like the ***** they are.
Then the women in the group (Wasn't it supposed to be for men? What's this?) call them "sexist pigs."My experience has proven to me, multiple times, that John and Jake have it right. Maybe we should start a group for men who have been ****ed over (pun intended) by these supposedly wonderful and sensitive women. It would be the largest group on Facebook, no doubt.
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.
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.
I care about girls, too, but God damn!This is for any guy who puts a girl before himself
maybe someone should start it!horaholic said:The first one? I care about girls, too, but God damn!
Where's the "I was a gentleman who cared about my girl, till she fvcked an alpha scumbag." How many million guys would be in THAT group?
haha looks like someone is seriously trolling this group with those fake abuse posters and people in the comment section are flipping out.taiyuu_otoko said:
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.