How so? I'm curious.cordoncordon said:I will say that after seeing your pics, a lot of the things that you have posted about, and questions I had in my head about why you were posting these items...makes sense!!
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.
How so? I'm curious.cordoncordon said:I will say that after seeing your pics, a lot of the things that you have posted about, and questions I had in my head about why you were posting these items...makes sense!!
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.
Bzzzzzzzz......wrong answer, but thanks for playing!cordoncordon said:Str8up is pic 0904 your 37 year old AW? I think it just may be. If so, forget about her.
That's what I always thought too. However his meticulous observations makes him one of the most important guys on this forum. I've learned alot from STR8UP. Edit: I should say STILL learning! =Dcordoncordon said:I don't know sometimes it just seemed like for someone who got that much play, you seemed overly worried or analytical about women, like your confidence wasn't where it should have been considering your "stories" and experience.
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.
cordoncordon said:My pics..
Me...yes I know it's small but for some reason I can't get it blown up and saved. Anyone help there?
http://img88.imageshack.us/img88/3373/matt6am1.jpg
GF of 3 years, green dress, blond...soon to be finace
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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.
Thanks man. However, I don't think i'm 7-8% bf! Maybe like 10-12 tho. In the modelling shots I was on a herbal diuretic to lose subcutaneous water, so that makes you look more cut. How about you? Do you train for aesthetics purely or athletic peformance, strength, etc?cordoncordon said:Fuglydude...props my man! Talk about training, noice! We should exchange training tips. Helluva body my man. Your body fat has to be n the 7-8% range tops.
I've been lifting and playing sports since I was 15 so I have always tried to stay in great shape.
And your gf? Very hot. She has very sultry eyes. You two make a good couple.
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.
She's a professional model bro...and I'm not with her JUST for her looks...I have a system for rating chics...appearance is one factor, but intelligence, personality and the x-factor are also considered. I call it my APIX scalejoekerr31 said:fugly, you could be scoring chics much hotter than your gf.
she isn't ugly, but she's about a 6.5 / 7.
you could be landing 8-10s given the shape you are in.
Wow. You have this supermodel chick, and still coming to SoSuave to become a DonJuan... how come?cordoncordon said:GF of 3 years, green dress, blond...soon to be finance
http://img135.imageshack.us/img135/6734/pamtj8.jpg
you know the chic in the red shirt beside his gf is banging hot i bet. she's got a smoking body, she just doesn't show it off.AlphaSoldier said:Wow. You have this supermodel chick, and still coming to SoSuave to become a DonJuan... how come?
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Ya I totally get what you mean bro. I hate having to stay lean year round tho...i love pizza and ice cream!cordoncordon said:Ahhh I see.
Yeah I train strictly to look at myself in mirror.
No lol, I do it just to stay in shape and because I honestly enjoy doing it. Nothing better than the feeling of walking around knowing you are in better shape than 95% of the people you see. Great natural high.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.