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.
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.
I've got my own views on god that have changed drastically since discovering the truth about women. I've mentioned this before, as have others here as well.joekerr31 said:im telling ya, its impossible not to look at human being and think that 'life' has GOT to be a huge practical joke.
that God or aliens or someone is watching all this and pissing themselves laughing at the bullsh*t humans put themselves through.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
LOLRollo Tomassi said:Well, here's a convincing argument for moral absolutism. Hey, the guy got what he deserved right? I expect Last Man Standing, Victory Unlimited and the rest of flag waving moralists looking for their 'quality women' to sing the praises of stoning a man for adultery.
This is a random blog from a guy, this ideal is spreading around alot and its only growing! Just a response post to the quality women ideal, i think we can at least agree what is 'not' quality!Rollo Tomassi said:Well, here's a convincing argument for moral absolutism. Hey, the guy got what he deserved right? I expect Last Man Standing, Victory Unlimited and the rest of flag waving moralists looking for their 'quality women' to sing the praises of stoning a man for adultery.
jonwon said:It's another indication of the hive mind American women either adopt or innately possess---I'll let the armchair theorists debate whether or not it's sociobiological imperatives that lead them to the habituation of such nihilistic hedonism; the ersatz rebellion of tattoos, piercings, drunken and stoned at an endless array of nights, hopping from one man to another, one club to another, in a desperate search for the next thrill at the party.