zekko
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This may be the smartest thing I've ever read on here.squirrels said:F**k what SoSuave thinks.![]()
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
This may be the smartest thing I've ever read on here.squirrels said:F**k what SoSuave thinks.![]()
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Mr. P,Mr.Positive said:Cheers man, tip the glass of scotch for me, and wish I could join ya with a cigar to celebrate.
zekko said:This may be the smartest thing I've ever read on here.
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.
I thought you got divorced recently, maybe it wasn't a year ago, but according to this thread two years ago http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?t=164423, not to mention you were referring to her as Mrs K and your daughter as Little K until that thread.KarmaSutra said:I've been divorced since May of 2005.
Moving too fast? Hardly. I've dated more women in the last 6 years than most men will in a lifetime.
All of those experiences lent a hand in my maturation process. So did most of you. I've walked away from some really terrific women.
They weren't what I want in a long-term mate. Now I've found one. Now I've found one I appreciate enough to include in my life.
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.
I was divorced before I became a member here.iqqi said:I thought you got divorced recently, maybe it wasn't a year ago, but according to this thread two years ago http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?t=164423, not to mention you were referring to her as Mrs K and your daughter as Little K until that thread.
I am confused?
I wouldn't call that perspective, but I'd call it clarification. So Mrs K wasn't really Mrs K? Just a LTR or something? What about Lil K?KarmaSutra said:I was divorced before I became a member here.
There's some perspective for ya.
You can't divorce an LTR.iqqi said:I wouldn't call that perspective, but I'd call it clarification. So Mrs K wasn't really Mrs K? Just a LTR or something? What about Lil K?
SO Mrs K, who you referred to as Mrs K up until 2009, wasn't Mrs K? That post you made about having balls to change your life was made in 2009, dude. You are fvcking CONFUSING the hell out of me.KarmaSutra said:You can't divorce an LTR.
We were married from 2000 to May 2005. Lil K isn't mine biologically but I was the only masculine presence in her life for over 13 years.
Now, not so much. Her Mother made her make a choice between staying in contact with me or doing whateverthefvck she wants, with whomever she wants, like her Mother.
She chose the easiest of the two possibilities. It's sad but her choice to make.
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.
You're simply confused. I have nothing to do with it.iqqi said:SO Mrs K, who you referred to as Mrs K up until 2009, wasn't Mrs K? That post you made about having balls to change your life was made in 2009, dude. You are fvcking CONFUSING the hell out of me.
I'll take that as a compliment Brother Booblicious.( . )( . ) said:Well for what it's worth, and that is nothing considering marriage today is as meaningful as pulling a booger.
Congrats?
Alright, well don't blame me for being confused. Here is another thread: http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?t=139181 in which you referred to her as MRS K, not ex-Mrs K, and you were always referring to her as MRS K, until that post exactly two years ago, where you said you moved on.KarmaSutra said:You're simply confused. I have nothing to do with it.
Until a coupla' years ago we were still a familial unit. She has always been the ex-Mrs. K since I've been here.
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.