My Name is Nobody
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john paul said:Is that a joke or are you seriously asking her that?
Serious. What's the problem?
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.
john paul said:Is that a joke or are you seriously asking her that?
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
My Name is Nobody said:Serious. What's the problem?
john paul said:Nothing.
Just a weird question i thought.
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.
How about you?iqqi said:You dudes are so lame. FOR REALz.
No wonder you spend more time on sosuave instead of in yourbed.
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.
NiceNotaCougar said:Let's see... the general consensus is, if given the chance I should just have some fun with him with no further expectations. Could be worth a shot!
The other general consensus is that 40-somethings couldn't possibly look good without make-up and low club lighting. I think you guys aren't paying enough attention when you walk around in the world if you really believe this. But.... your perception is your reality and I'm not here to change it.
We are pretty picky here, all the adult entertainment on the internet doesn't help us either.
And you guys all still believe it's easier to get laid by a 40-something when I'm thinking that maybe a better way of putting it is that it's easier to lay a 40-something without having to make some kind of relationship long term commitment to keep getting it.
I always thought it was harder since the 40-somethings always want a commitment and won't sleep unless you offer commitment / money / status. It appears to be the 20 somethings that don't know any better.
My Name is Nobody: your question is crude/ rude and tasteless, which maybe makes it weird and inappropriate to the discussion. Having said that I will indulge you anyway. When you say 2 - 3 hours are you asking if he could keep it up that long without going soft?
Let's see, the last time I had sex was friday night. The last time it lasted for hours was a week ago, the last time it lasted all day and night was about a m onth ago. I'm neither desperate to get laid or for dates for that matter. I prefer a more exclusive sex partner because the sex gets better and isn't fraught with all the awkward crapt in the beginning when you actually get to do it over and over and over and get a feel for what really turns each other on. I especially enjoy the consistency of the same partner for those quickies that should occur when you least expect them!
As you complain of the attention youre getting while at work in clubs. Are you wearing these jeans (and other clothes) that show off your "great ass", to these clubs?NotaCougar said:>>snip<<
There isn't a flabby spot on my body thank god, I do like to wear jeans that show my great ass thank you.
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NotaCougar said:Let's see, the last time I had sex was friday night. The last time it lasted for hours was a week ago, the last time it lasted all day and night was about a m onth ago. I'm neither desperate to get laid or for dates for that matter. I prefer a more exclusive sex partner because the sex gets better and isn't fraught with all the awkward crapt in the beginning when you actually get to do it over and over and over and get a feel for what really turns each other on. I especially enjoy the consistency of the same partner for those quickies that should occur when you least expect them!
NotaCougar said:I'm playing the field, having fun, but always thinking of him.
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.
NotaCougar said:Wow, 50? That's bold. Have you seen pictures? Good luck and let us know how it rolls out! Age is just a number Luke... I'm just sweating it more than I should be.
Funny huh? I wouldn't give it much thought. It's like like trying to know what parrots with hats simulate to play basketball think about when they do so. You can't. And, well, I mean this with due respect to the Parrot, it's unfair to compare the two.My Name is Nobody said:I just want to know why she's banging guys but always thinking about the 20 year old she hasn't banged yet.
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.