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.
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.
Well aren't you a tricky little girl.Originally posted by MsThang
Just because the website belongs to her doesn't mean it's me. I won't tell you yet because I want you to be honest(But I will, I promise.)
Originally posted by Unbridled_1
Jake,
Yes she is attractive in that picture, but it's only her PROFILE. If you get a straight ahead picture, she's got a somewhat weird face (her cheeks are too big). Check this one out:
http://community.webshots.com/photo/181318665/181318665bZNiww
Originally posted by MsThang
Just because the website belongs to her doesn't mean it's me. I won't tell you yet because I want you to be honest(But I will, I promise.)
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.
Nice job, and there we have it. What was your username before?Originally posted by Helter Skelter
God I must be bored to reply to this, but I saw Ms Thang's name.
Someone I actually remember from the good ole days.
I seem to remember her being a red head.
My guess is the second from the right.
Could be a trick question, maybe it's none of them.
She is or was a red head that's all I remember.
I think it's time for dinner. later
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're not too shabby, MsThang.Originally posted by MsThang
Nice job, and there we have it.
Oh, right, I see how it is.Originally posted by Giovanni Casanova
You're not too shabby, MsThang.
But I've got penkitten now. You'll have to settle for one of the other guys.
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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.
yayOriginally posted by Giovanni Casanova
But I've got penkitten now.![]()
Dude! That b!tch-beast in the pic looks pretty similar to Jariel's mom. I gave her the sausage somethin fierce.Originally posted by MsThang
Oh, right, I see how it is.Excuse me a minute. *sniff*
In any case, because you were all such good sports here is a real picture of me:
Don't drool too hard, guys, I'm taken...
Yowza....Originally posted by Unbridled_1
http://community.webshots.com/photo/181318665/181318665bZNiww
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.