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'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.
Is this what you tell yourself? Sounds like an awfully convenient rationale for remaining fat, weak and unattractive.BigJimbo said:Well, actually....most "hunks" tend to be gay or favored by gay men. Dlist.com ...the gay only social networking site. Mostly youngish looking boys with their shirts off. Visit any gym in America. Majority are gay men. Even bodybuilders make money on the side by hooking up with gay men. Why? Because males focus on looks, while females look at a host of things.
Why does American tv focus on "hunks"? Because the vast majority of Hollywood is gay or bi. From photographers to actors and male models. The majority are gay or bi men. Go to any Drama department at any university. Mostly gay or bi males. That is why it is laughable when horny teenage boys look up to male actors. I bet most of those male actors like the horny teen boys as much as the horny teen boys like them!
I died laughing at this sh*t! I read that article too, it totally reeks of AFC!Julius_Seizeher said:Is this what you tell yourself? Sounds like an awfully convenient rationale for remaining fat, weak and unattractive.
"I'm not fat and gross because I'm lazy, it's because the guys who work out are all GAY!"
What a crock of sh!t!
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.
Some of my design friends posted it on facebook. We are all graphic artist and they were passing his portfolio around. I just happened to click on the rest and saw comedy gold and had to share it.Sir Psycho Sexy said:LOL how did you even come across this guys website? Apparently its his portfolio for really terrible pictures.
haha I sincerely thank youWarrior74 said:saw comedy gold and had to share it.
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.