Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
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.
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.
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.
that's very inspiring. keep it up.tihash said:Thank you.
I still don't approach sometimes when I could have or should have.
But it is definitely way, way easier than a few months ago.
If you read the journal from this year, you will see I had an awesome late March and April 2010 (4 new lays and 1 new BJ in about 30 days) then went through a 2+ month dry spell. Most important of all, I have learned to keep on keeping on and push through the dry spells. I got flake after flake after flake after flake for 2 months. Finally got a new BJ last week and have a second date with a girl who is truly high, high quality this coming week.
So, no matter how hard it may seem, keep going and keep at it. Results will follow, eventually.
Pretty cool approach journal. I was getting flakes for awhile. Everyone goes through it though. What I have learned is you just got to keep going but damn it gets easy to get bitter while you are stuck in a rut. When you are in those periods of too many girls flaking do you ever change up your game a bit or just keep with the same approach and just bulldoze your way through things?tihash said:Thank you.
I still don't approach sometimes when I could have or should have.
But it is definitely way, way easier than a few months ago.
If you read the journal from this year, you will see I had an awesome late March and April 2010 (4 new lays and 1 new BJ in about 30 days) then went through a 2+ month dry spell. Most important of all, I have learned to keep on keeping on and push through the dry spells. I got flake after flake after flake after flake for 2 months. Finally got a new BJ last week and have a second date with a girl who is truly high, high quality this coming week.
So, no matter how hard it may seem, keep going and keep at it. Results will follow, eventually.
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.
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.