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.
I really don't know, I don't really see anything wrong with me because I have good friends and they enjoy my company. Never had an enemy, no one ever complained about me. But like Cod3r stated, I also gotta think about how people may percieve me before they even meet me. So I'm gonna change my look and give it another go with a new spanish chick. I see many of them often on my travel back and forth from my college while i'm waiting for the train. We'll see how it works out.Leporello said:This is dumb and unfair. I've met plenty of Spanish girls who were friendly and smart and very agressive when it came to guys.
Heck, they almost scared me by how strong they came on to me! If they're being b!tches to you, you need to step back and wonder why.
You look like any other wanna be wack ass g with fake ass bling. Step ya game up kid.BxPrince24 said:Anyone wondering how i look can check it out.
http://myspace-869.vo.llnwd.net/01292/96/81/1292211869_l.jpg
Now if I was to go to spain, puerto rico, the bahamas, or south america. I'm sure that i wouldn't have a hard time gettin a spanish chick.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
NY = Puerto Rican ancestry women.BxPrince24 said:are b!tches... You're better off trying to get with them in their own country. As far as new york goes, I'm not even gonna bother anymore. If you're black and not built like tyrese you can forget about it with them in new york.
Those who are just starting out and are trying to get their social/approach game up, if you're black and not a 1, don't start out with spanish chicks. They'll piss you off and leave you in a bad mood.
I gotta stick to the black girls, way much better chance of things going good.
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.
Dude...I saw your picture and I'm telling you...you should have NO problems getting Latina women from the Caribbean (e.g. Dominican, Colombian, Venezuelan, Panamian, Cuban, Puerto Rican) as most of us have African Roots. But you have to talk to them right...the "biatch" and "ho" stuff won't work. I'm telling you!BxPrince24 said:Anyone wondering how i look can check it out.
http://myspace-869.vo.llnwd.net/01292/96/81/1292211869_l.jpg
Now if I was to go to spain, puerto rico, the bahamas, or south america. I'm sure that i wouldn't have a hard time gettin a spanish chick.
really? I would think the one's raised in NY would give him trouble. The girls I got were straight off the boat - one raised in Guatemala the other El Salvador. They were in the USA for like 5 years.Latinoman said:Another thing...there is a HUGE difference between the women born and raised in those countries vs. the ones that were either born and grew up in NY.
You would have much more problems with the ones born and raised in those countries than the 1st or 2nd generation from NY.
But if you dress a little different...you should be okay.
Thugo said:really? I would think the one's raised in NY would give him trouble. The girls I got were straight off the boat - one raised in Guatemala the other El Salvador. They were in the USA for like 5 years.
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.