"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
Stupid, stupid b1tch....
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"Why Women Dump the Guys Who Try the Hardest"
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.
Vulpine
Master Don Juan
Let's see, cough up some money and BUY the tickets, or, put your husband, the father of your child, through hell needlessly.02hero said:
Problem is, however, with chumps on the air PROMOTING this sort of behavior ("you have to get him to stay with the illegitimate child/I love you anyway"), there isn't likely to be any change in attitude with women.
I am more disappointed with the radio hosts who thought abusing your significant other was something to be rewarded.
Never reward garbage behavior.
KontrollerX
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The husband, the wife, the radio hosts...
All garbage.
All of them.
The end.
All garbage.
All of them.
The end.
By the end of the tape, the wife calls him disgusting. Yet she was perfectly willing and able to lie to the man she supposedly loves and put him through some real serious grief, just to obtain some free concert tickets. She doesn't see what she does as disgusting.
He probably cheated on her because she's apparently a loveless b*tch, not that I condone what he did.
He probably cheated on her because she's apparently a loveless b*tch, not that I condone what he did.
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
