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.
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.
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.
Fvcking hilarious! :cheer:joekerr31 said:just bring up some 80s reference and you'll be fine.
so say something like... "i have a question for you. to this day I still don't get the whole 'wheres the beef?' thing. what the heck was that about?"
or "how do they get the caramel in a caramilk bar? Im going to die never figuring that out i think."
or "tell me honestly, don't you think it was a bit odd that a rich white guy adopted two black kids and they lived in a penthouse in new york?"
notice also how those things have slight sexual intonations to them
wheres the beef (ie. in my pants)
get the caramel in the caramilk bar (squirt liquid inside of something)
white guy with 2 black kids (ummm, ok, this one, while funny, doesn't work as well).
persistent exaction said:I don't have time for speed dating.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
Out of curiosity, where was this event and who facilitated it? I've seen "hurry date" on the internet and thought about trying it out. I live in Baton Rouge, LA and I have yet to find a bar or club that hosts one. How much was the fee? Was there a strict age category that you were allowed to participate in? I am 35 but see myself dating a girl in her mid to late twenties.SharpGame said:I signed up for a speed dating event. I'll only have 5-7 minutes to hook these girls. What should I try (DHV, ****y/funny, push/pull, IOI, comfort building, etc) in this short time frame and in what amounts?
Cupid.com runs them too. I think they have Louisiana events.h_roberts said:Out of curiosity, where was this event and who facilitated it? I've seen "hurry date" on the internet and thought about trying it out. I live in Baton Rouge, LA and I have yet to find a bar or club that hosts one. How much was the fee? Was there a strict age category that you were allowed to participate in? I am 35 but see myself dating a girl in her mid to late twenties.
Just curious.