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.
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.
There were chinese in Hong Kong living in cages during Roman times which is why the Roman empire fell?Fatal Jay said:America = Ancient Rome
same exact things to a T are happening just like how Rome fell. History does repeat itself
I'm sure that will be a real comfort to his daughter, knowing that daddy held Tony blowme's hand and sang Kumbayah as we all circled the toilet bowl.TonyBaloney said:Burroughs,
I think that this is a truly awful piece, but how you can draw a parallel with Americas future warrants further investigation. Not on any possible evidence that you have, but more on your state of mind.
I will be brutally honest here, and say that the rage that you feel which you demonstrate here on the forum, is eating away your peace of mind.
Yes many of us are all too aware of the injustices against many sectors of our brotherhood, but for the love of God can you try to find some good karma?
The ONLY reason that I am writing this, is for the sake of your little girl, whom you've mentioned in a previous post.
I am far from a raving leftie, commy, PC shiit. More possibly further right than you, but honestly, really honestly, do you think that seeing her father so distressed about the world is going to help her become a woman who feels good about men and the world?
I really urge you to find some kind of way of coming to terms with some of your anger...if only that it helps you to bring up a happy daughter, and who herself has a happy marriage, who then produces many happy middle class American grandchildren, who listen to your mellowed views in awe, in your old age.
Good luck Burroughs, and God Bless America
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.
Your the kind of selfish cvnt daddy that spawns BPD.( . )( . ) said:I'm sure that will be a real comfort to his daughter, knowing that daddy held Tony blowme's hand and sang Kumbayah as we all circled the toilet bowl.
You may not be a leftard but you sure smell like one.
And lol at any "future" his grown daughter might have. The standard NOW is bitterness and the cold eyes of a cat after the carousel ride is over for most women, Have a guess if it gets any better when we finally do reach critical mass Sherlock.
Mehh, Whatever redirects you getting all pissy over adult conversation toward our current social climate for the 50th time.TonyBaloney said:Your the kind of selfish cvnt daddy that spawns BPD.
Havent heard anything from you except bitterness. You ought to be stripped of the tits tag you got, that should go to a DJ - perhaps you ought to have (0)(0) for eyes wide open and continually fearful.
Grow some balls u scared little boy - real men arent continually whining. For fvcks sake go and jump off a bridge if its that bad
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.