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I'm 3 hours east [Kingston], but up for a meeting in TO or Ottawa sometime in September.
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.
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.
Who are you talking to?Krassus said:LTR is finito. I'm backPM me!
Everybody!!Pink said:Who are you talking to?
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.
yo krassus, on the WSA site where does one go to read your story?Krassus said:LTR is finito. I'm backPM me!
It's not on there. I know, i know... i've been asked many times. For some reason, i just feel like i don't really deserve to write one about myself yet. I know i've achieved some great things, but realistically, i'm still far, far from where i want to be and i don't want to take my motivation away by congratulating myself too early. I really don't know how to handle this though, as a LOT of people are asking. They'll hear little hints here and there and get all excited. I'm definitely gonna write a book (a REAL book) at some point in time, and i'm really not sure how i could sum everything up into a single post. Perhaps i'll come up with a way to post some kind of a brief summary, and outline what i've been able to achieve without having to get overly descriptive, and spending days, or weeks writing it.bigdan said:yo krassus, on the WSA site where does one go to read your story?
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.