Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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 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.
Hey, the main point of sosuave is to do things that will make you happy with life. I say if it is your thing do it. But sometimes we have to think about the happiness of others. For instance I will live in the 9th level of hell with satan brutus judas and the other guy just to make my little bro happy (umm for the rest of his life). Point is enjoy your life.ChrizZ said:...but I´m afraid I´ll get addicted.
Any opinions on WoW?
Hey, the main point of sosuave is to do things that will make you happy with life. I say if it is your thing do it. But sometimes we have to think about the happiness of others. For instance I will live in the 9th level of hell with satan brutus judas and the other guy just to make my little bro happy (umm for the rest of his life). Point is enjoy your life. BTW WOW is not my thing. I like games like Zelda Metal Gear ratchet and turok. for some reason my mom thinks I mainly like FPSChrizZ said:...but I´m afraid I´ll get addicted.
Any opinions on WoW?
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.
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.
If I spent 24/7 doing 'productive' things, I'll be so bored I'd shoot myself. Or else I'd die at 40 from a stress-induced heart attack. What's the point of improving yourself so much, that you don't have fun anymore? That's like making millions of dollars, and not spending 1 cent on yourself.Teflon_Mcgee said:Can you afford to do something that is not productive?
What if you die in a car accident before you achieve your goals?I don't play games, I RARELY watch TV, and I only go out to maintain a healthy life. The rest of the time is dedicated to education and improvement (finance, physical, knowledge, etc...).
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Once I reach my goals then yeah. Sex, drugs, and rock 'n roll (and WoW) will be they way I go.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.