Aspiring_DJ
Don Juan
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I usually wear like polo shirt sometimes sweatshirt and jeans.
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.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
good choice, except for the sweatshirtsI usually wear like polo shirt sometimes sweatshirt and jeans.
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.
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.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
stinkyape said:Depends on how I'm feeeeeeling. Sometimes shorts and a t-shirt and barefoot (come straight from the gym showers, smelling nice... but still smelling like I've been training)... Other times I like to wear a nice collared shirt, nice jeans and good shoes (matching the shirt). I've got a few combinations of loafers/sneakers/jeans/shirts that all work.
Tomorrow is a shorts, t-shirt and barefoot day though![]()
I studied mostly in NZ - A forward thinking nation where it's socially acceptable to walk around a university campus barefoot or wearing a wifebeater, or just about whateverAbbott said:Barefoot? How far do you get?
I don't know about the U.K., or London in particular, but here you need to wear shoes or at least some sort of footwear in most places. Are you familiar with the phrase "No shirt, no shoes, no service?"
That's cool. I was just wondering.stinkyape said:I studied mostly in NZ - A forward thinking nation where it's socially acceptable to walk around a university campus barefoot or wearing a wifebeater, or just about whatever- Get away with it in the UK too, mostly "because he's a Kiwi and they just do that sh1t"
- There's places at most universities where it's necessary to wear shoes, such as laboratories - But lecture theatres, offices and libraries are usually OK for me :woo:
There's places (outside of universities) which will require shoes and tidy dress - mostly only restaurants and bars/nightclubs. In summer, I'll happily go to the supermarket or walk round town with no shoes on - Why not? I can still look good by wearing nice sunglasses, tidy t-shirt and nice shorts.
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.