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.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Haha yeah well as long as you get the slip-ons like I got (not the full boot) I think you're set.Ken785 said:i know...they look really comfortable too and i want a pair but i live in SF and might come off as gay...ill back back in LA they'll be acceptable though.
Did you get her number?Supremo said:Haha yeah well as long as you get the slip-ons like I got (not the full boot) I think you're set.
Btw guys... I can't believe I forgot this present:
12 different types of condoms from Lovers Package.
From whom? You might ask. My mom.
Apparently she found some of mine and decided to go and get a bunch. Among the different types are "Studded: Beyond Seven", "Rough Rider: Hot Passion with warming lubricant", "Lifestyles Tuxedo Black", "Rough Rider: Studded", and weirdest of all... "Inspiral Lubricated Condom"
Check out the Inspiral one because it looks really weird with this inflated thing on it...
Are you an idiot?simon said:Did you get her number?
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.
Gotta love those matchbox carsNighthawk said:My girlfriend bought me a car.
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.