You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.
thx for the advice, Hey i'm not the fag0t who has over 700 posts on this site. THink about what you post before you post it ****tard.Michele said:umm... whats with these stupid threads in the wrong subforums?
do you know what a "dj" is? it's about being unique and standing out from the rest. you people need to stop trying to be the same as everyone... go out to a store and try your own sh1t on for yourselves.
i bet youre going to ask if theres a "C&F" way of asking how to get shoes from a "cute HB8" salesgirl now. - luckily i have an answer for that... say "hey i like those shoes over there, wanna fvck?"
live up to your own advice.oteao99 said:THink about what you post before you post it ****tard.
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.
this has got to be a joke...tell me your point was to make me laugh...oteao99 said:I'm curious to what other good dj's wear for shoes. Like casual everyday shoes? That are comfortable.
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.
It's really a matter of personal style. I like the old school shoes like Nike Cortez and Adidas Superstar. I like white shoes since they evoke a sense of cleaniness, match with everything, and look stylish. I'm also starting to like Lacoste sneakers too.oteao99 said:I'm curious to what other good dj's wear for shoes. Like casual everyday shoes? That are comfortable.