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 can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
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.
we all make mistakesDedication said:Is it me or is PrettyBoyAJ a chump for not getting his own feelings in check? I mean the guy joined SS over 2 years ago and he has a reputation bar you couln't even lift. Yet, dispite all that. He doesn't even have a DJ mindset.
Dating a girl for 8 months and she is already his Fiancé at the age of 22? He's a grown man but he's not making grown ass mans decisions...
Making mistakes is something i can understand, but still letting emotions rule your world screams CHUMP! To me.
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.
Purefilth said:another classic example of cordoncordon -WK extrodinairre!!
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.
As a DJ, you shouldn't be done talking about 'the situation'. You should be done with HER! Any kind of relationship with her, as friends or more/less is going to weigh you as a person down. No DJ would let another man or women weigh him down and that is why you should not engage with her ever again. And **** video games right now, of all the things you could be doing, playing video games should NOT be on the list.PrettyBoyAJ said:I actually apologized for everything. Lieing, Texting, and the choking. I'm ready to move past the situation though and just move on from it. I'm done talking about it with her.
If she can forget about it and move on from the situation then I'm down for it. If not then theres nothing more that I can do other then that. Probably find a video game to play to pass up my time or something. lol
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.