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.
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.
Hmm. Sounds nice, I may have to try it.Originally posted by CableLight
Crack in a can!
Oops, that's Red Balls...Hm...
Well, here's what you do: Go to the grocery store and blow about $8 on a 4-pack of the stuff. Then, while still at the store, spend another $25 on a bottle of Jagermeister.
After aquiring said items, pour half a can of red bull into a cup and drop a shot glass full of Jager in there. Tip it back, and enjoy a Jag Bomb.
They're delicious, and it gives ya a really interesting feeling of being very drunk and very wired at the same time.
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.
Originally posted by Slickster
Anyone know anything about this drink.
I was dog assed tired the other day and tried one for the 1st time. It really perked me up.
I seem to remember hearing some bad press about it though.
Anyone?
Not that I know of...Originally posted by familyguyfan
Hmm. Sounds nice, I may have to try it.
Any downsides, like how the elecrolytes in Gatorade will make you throw up easier when mixed with alcohol (so I've heard)?
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.