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Don Juan
hahahaha funny convo.. funny bcoz it makes no sense!
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.
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.
I love you too man! HahahahahOriginally posted by Centaurion
Thats exactly the reason why I've deleted and blocked all the 'DJs' on my MSN list (I speak to a few old timers though).
I agree w/ you man. I'd be too scared to message this guy ever..Originally posted by Duke
Alright, dude, he was just trying to make conversation. Yeah, maybe he was being a little awkward about it, but you were being rude and pissy to him for no reason.
Like when you said "You're cool." That was just a mean-spirited AMOG. WTF.
The part where it started getting a little weird was when he said "It is good you talk. I am glad you talk." That was pretty needy of him. You should have told him that what he just said was needy and tried to explain to him why neediness is bad and how he can get rid of it.
But instead, you just called him strange. He probably already holds that belief about himself, and you've just reinforced it. Good job.
Don't bother talking to any more guys who need help, because you obviously get off on the superiority trip and would rather have a laugh at their expense than actually try to help them.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAOriginally posted by DJ4Real
:crackup: :crackup: :crackup: wtf? he must be on some happy gas or something. Weird guy, dude. LoL, he called you sir.
hehe lol you're the only one from this site I speak to.Originally posted by syncmaster
I love you too man! Hahahahah
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.
Nope. You got played by a witty foreigner.Originally posted by AC/DC
HangTen3000: haha! you are so funny
EliteMaster: i thank you i learn from the best
EliteMaster: thats you
Is anyone else terrified? [/B]
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.
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.