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.
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.
I'm with Moroder on this one. What kind of a dad would humiliate his son in front of a camera and then put it of facebook? That's some low TNB sh!t right there...Moroder said:Shaming your own kid and putting the video up on FB. A$$hole father just got a new definition.
What that father wants and what the kid wants to do are 2 different things. My father didn't want me smoking and drinking. Do you think that stopped me from not doing it? People are independent enough to do what want not what their parents believe they should do.Last of the Alphas said:Bokanovsky,
A father who cares about the person his son turns out to be. A father who doesn't want his son's mind polluted by the decaying society we currently live in. A father who is probably disappointed that more of today's youth can name the most recent Justin Bieber song than can name the first 10 amendments to the Constitution.
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.
It's one thing to ridicule him in private. But publicly humiliating your son on the Internet? What purpose does that serve?Last of the Alphas said:Bokanovsky,
A father who cares about the person his son turns out to be. A father who doesn't want his son's mind polluted by the decaying society we currently live in. A father who is probably disappointed that more of today's youth can name the most recent Justin Bieber song than can name the first 10 amendments to the Constitution.
Nothing to boast about dumbass.dasein said:Thank goodness I don't have kids or I would almost surely be in jail right now in gynoworld.
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.
QEDNewby 15 said:Nothing to boast about dumbass.
GFYdasein said:
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.