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I should have known. Bill fvcking Bennett.I just looked it up out of curiosity. It was Bill Bennett, big time anti-drug crusader. That part of his curriculum didn't sink in.Ah, the Reagan Years.
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.
I should have known. Bill fvcking Bennett.I just looked it up out of curiosity. It was Bill Bennett, big time anti-drug crusader. That part of his curriculum didn't sink in.Ah, the Reagan Years.
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.
So you have to admit, your idea of "public schooling" is a bit different than mine.Mostly white. Grade school we had a couple of black kids here and there, like Token on South Park.
The private middle school had a lot of kids of university professors so it was more internationally diverse, but still privileged moneywise. E.g. the Indian girl I had a crush on was the daughter of an M.D. (of course).
High school was Catholic. Maybe 10% black? But that's partly because they were able to recruit athletes, lol. It was a college prep school more or less with a 98% college acceptance rate for grads, but I'm sure you can guess who slipped through the cracks.
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.
Not sure about that. You ever heard of checker day?Certainly.
Really they're different from one district to the next since it's based on property taxes, no?
Only in ur dreams its possible.Man, if I had a nickel for every time I shut @Spaz mouth
And you're conveniently ignored the origin of these men's grievance.Man, you lost this argument from the get go, yet your ego won't let you stop.
Why would I want to let some dumb 24 year old woman raise my kids with her beliefs? You realize that the child will spend the majority of their day around some dumb 24 year old liberal?
I agree with @samspade in that I don't have time to raise a kid, but if I did? You better believe that that kid would know more than most.
Our current economic system doesn't allow for home-schooling, as both parents typically have to work, but it was designed that way, grasshopper.
You've conveniently ignored every reference to organized sports. Which is where I learned how to win graciously and accept the inevitable defeat. They didn't teach that in grade school back in my day. And they sure don't now.
No, you did.And you're conveniently ignored the origin of these men's grievance.
Have you read any of the posts in this thread? Doesn't seem like it.The proper question in that intellectual mind of yours should be this;
How could any man who thrived and benefited enormously from going to school in his youth would want to home school his son?
I know more about you than you know about me.Spaz has an amazing ability to know ur past, ur current state and also ur future.
Call me Saint Spaz and I'll teach you how it's done.
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.
Wrong.No, you did.
Have you read any of the posts in this thread? Doesn't seem like it.
I know more about you than you know about me.
You always overcompensate on sosuave. You have to feel like you're in control and that you're always right. I believe this stems from insecurities you have about your birthplace. You've probably been picked on because of it in the past, and if only they could see you now!
I'm pretty close, huh?
Ignore my truths, son. Live well.Wrong.
I can do what I can because I can.
Amazing huh?