She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
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.
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 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.
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.
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.
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.