AllDay85
Senior Don Juan
Just a chick I could possibly hook up with. Zero desire on my part for a ltr. Suggestions as to response? Would like to maintain her on the roster.
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.
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.
That's brilliant. Now if she asks what parts?jimmy18 said:"I miss parts of you"
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.
"That's private"AllDay85 said:That's brilliant. Now if she asks what parts?
She's like number ten on my list right now, won't have time to set anything up for at least a month, but want to keep her on the roster.sylvester the cat said:never mind the lame ****y/funny. just arrange a date for the hook up ffs.
So keep up the tension and keep her waiting. Far more powerful than ****y/funny will ever be.AllDay85 said:She's like number ten on my list right now, won't have time to set anything up for at least a month, but want to keep her on the roster.
I am choosing to play the numbers game and keep my breadth expanded. As pook would say "go for many or none at all." Each individual presents its own set of challenges that I stand to learn from. Foresight is a better teacher then error.Espi said:She's number TEN on your bootycall list yet you're still scrambling for an answer?
I would connect with the other 9.
Prioritize Sir.
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.
Haha +1Atom Smasher said:"Who is this?"
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.
Hahahahaha!! You're a prick, Atom.Atom Smasher said:"Who is this?"
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.