jakethasnake
Master Don Juan
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- Nov 13, 2001
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Well what can I say?
You're not giving anyone enough to work with here.
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.
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.
Ya, I'm thinking this opportunity is pretty much f*cked. If she doesn't keep up to her agreement, I'll have a much lower opinion of her because of the principle of it.Originally posted by smoke city
this girl who says she's going to make out with you is pulling yr chain. If she wanted to, she would work it out so that you're alone and both drunk. trust me. forget this one and work on the GAME.
Stop treating the woman like a piece of meat and you might get some.Originally posted by humiliator
If it does happen though, and I can turn it into sex, it will be damn proud of myself to pull that off after having been pretty close friends with her for quite some time.
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.