She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
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.
Pssssttttt.... He can't hear 'ya......Last Man Standing said:Hey nerdy blueyes - thanks for putting me on your ignore list!...
I hope I don't get a warning point for that.Hey nerdy blueyes - thanks for putting me on your ignore list!
And no, I don't want to chat with 16 year old children to satisfy your voyeurism temdencies!!!!!!!
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.
IRC is old school, not too many people would understand it (c'mon, it's text based). A year or two ago someone had a couple of "SoSuave Nights" on Yahoo that went over pretty well. I'd think that more people are using a Yahoo compatible IM than an IRC client.kreuz said:Why not just create a channel on an IRC server and have something a lot easier to use?
they dont offer alot, its free. i can ban troolsFrancisco d'Anconia said:Out of curiosity, is there any security for the user accounts?
yahoo wont let me create a room. aim still lets you.Francisco d'Anconia said:IRC is old school, not too many people would understand it (c'mon, it's text based). A year or two ago someone had a couple of "SoSuave Nights" on Yahoo that went over pretty well. I'd think that more people are using a Yahoo compatible IM than an IRC client.
Im amazed at how immature you guys are...A 25 year old and a 44 year old virgin telling an 18 year old kid that he's nerdy. Good job guys.Originally posted by ThunderMaverick
Hahaha I'll say it!
Last Man Standing said:
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Hey nerdy blueyes - thanks for putting me on your ignore list!
And no, I don't want to chat with 16 year old children to satisfy your voyeurism temdencies!!!!!!!
I hope I don't get a warning point for that.
I'll never do that again! Promise!
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.