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.
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.
Common sense isn't that common anymore.iambrian81 said:Not everyone has common sense
Ok, you are right, maybe I have a problem with these dates thing. But I treat it like a lawyer would. I'm a lawyer at heart. Lawyers when talking to a judge ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS talk about dates that facts occur. I see myself as a lawyer rather than having aspergers. My style is also technical - or looking for a technicality, loophole, or advancing an arguement like I were in a court-room. I love law, but since I'm not a lawyer, I may express this legal side in other venues, such as this one.StevenR said:For instance, when you write that some event happened on November 29, 2008
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.
Luke Skywalker said:Therefore, I've just purchased an e-book about humor from Martin Merill last night for $ 58.00 cad and I've just skimmed it last night. Today I've decided that "inner game" needs to be sorted out with humor big time since it appears that I need a massive overhaul.
That's fine. Whatever goals that I have stated I am going to have with women will be accomplished. Having internal conflicts when you get to the pinnicle and backing out is an accomplishment from that vantage point because it just boils down to some internal drama and how that plays itself out -- because even I don't know the outcome of what I will do. I can pursue and make an opportunity happen, or there could be an open door, and if I do that, then I've done my job, it's left to what I choose to do with that when that time comes, whenever it happens again.HOT_CHILLI said:and btw if you aint out to get laid i think people are gonna stop caring about your threads and also stop listening to advice you have...
You sound more like a scientist in this last post than you do a lawyer, but whatever. What I think your major problem is even if you don't have Asbergers(and I am not so sure you don't)-you are a MOMMA'S BOY, and women despise momma's boys. In fact, you are not only a momma's boy, you are an UBER ULTRA MOMMA'S BOY.Luke Skywalker said:BUFFET # 1: Manderin Chinese Buffet
GIRL INVITED: My Gym Trainer.
RESULT OF BUFFET: Great food -- the hot and sexy gym trainer kept me in check by helping me eat the right foods. NOT !!! She said I could eat anything I want, but the catch is that I have to go to the gym an extra 30 minutes when I do go to work out the extra calories. I ate desert, etc....
THE REAL RESULTS: My Gym trainer (who is engaged, who is in good terms with my mom, and who is looking up to me as a man of God and has high moral expectations of me) has let me into some secrets about the gym.
1) The receptionist (a lovely mixed girl) and the general manager slept with each other and they both got fired. Which is why they are not there today.
2) The person in charge of the personal trainer fondles them and sexually harasses them. A yonge blond sexy barbie trainer left due to this harassment. Basically he will grope, fondle, and make lewd comments to some of the girls there. Despite making several sexual harassment charges, the management is good friends with this guy and will not do anything about it. Leaving the female trainers generally two options, let themselves continue to get groped, fondled and harassed or quit.
3) Another person, on the top floor slept with the hot Ukranian receptionist. My mom always thought she looked weak. Mom thinks they are idle people who are upstairs.
Taking people out to buffets are fun sometimes, because you can learn the secret juicy details of what goes around. You think it's a normal gym place, but if you see an exotic or sexy girl there who is a receptionist, or is a hot receptionist, someone that works there on the top floor is probably fvcking her. Going to do a bit of research on the (3) example as to who exactly that guy was. I'm speculating that sex with the receptionist must have occured with people in a position of power at the gym. Will test the hypothesis by doing further investigation.
In the mean-while -- two more buffets to go. (But may invite my cousin to one -- heck, make it four buffets this month instead of three).
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
You just called your mother a slvt.Luke Skywalker said:The thing is, even if she slept around just once or a few times, she's just a slvt even if she went with a 100 guys. I see no difference. A slvt is a slvt
I'm dealing with core subconcious and unconcious issues. It's not that I agree with that view I'm presenting here, but if there are undercurrents, they will raise their ugly head when my guard is down on myself and I'll have to yet once again put my foot in my mouth as I watch another girl crash and burn out of my life and nobody wins.CaptainJ said:Haha, so according to you, if a girl sleeps with someone, then they are a slut. What happens if they sleep with you then? They are a slut no? You become a slut too.
You're never gonna get laid with that view.
As usual, you have nothing constructive to contribute and are just trolling my threads.Alle_Gory said:You just called your mother a slvt.
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.
so she says....Luke Skywalker said:My mom was a virgin until she married my dad and then lost it with him. My mom has never cheated on my dad, even once,
gee, I wonder why....Dad lied to my mom about being a virgin when he went with 30 women (most of them hors) before her and cheated a few times with hors during the marriage life
I wasn't the one defining what 'slvt' is. You better go apologize to your mom.Luke Skywalker said:As usual, you have nothing constructive to contribute and are just trolling my threads.
Tell your mother what you think a slvt is, and see how she responds.My mom was a virgin until she married my dad and then lost it with him.
We're not in biblical times anymore. Get it in your head that its the year 2009 and men and women can have sex without marriage.Generally, you do not see women waiting until marriage to lose their virginity and have sex and they are just basically behaving like hors. Anyway, part of me agrees to this in some level to accept that this is hetrosexual reality and if I want to get laid myself I have to get over any judgmental attitude and try not to express it to any potential prospects, but another part says this is a major stickling point that just adds another dimension to an internal conflict that will continue to help me self-sabatogue my chances of getting laid or finding a girlfriend that I want since there will always be a foundational element of disrespect as it's likely, like most women, she slept around.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.