dyce
Don Juan
hahahaha funny convo.. funny bcoz it makes no sense!
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.
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 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.
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.
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
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.
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]
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.
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.