I'm not talking about being shy or introvert. I'm talking about being legitimately socially retarded. What if the part of your brain that involves great skills with women is entirely messed up? Could Rain Man become a ladies man?
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 made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Yeah, but should I worry about the girl taking advantage of me or making me a doormat?Jhcl4000 said:Be nice, as in no attempts to flirt, tease, C&F, or any other DJ techniques, just try to converse.
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.
I'm sort of mentally handicapped. I've been an extreme extrovert for the past 5 years but that hasn't caused me to stop being a social retard.Jhcl4000 said:Can I ask why you made this topic in the first place? Are you in some way ACTUALLY mentally handicapped, or are you just like a lot of the guys here and not great/comfortable with talking with random people?
Just because you're an extrovert doesn't mean you have great social skills.sageproduct said:How are you an extreme extrovert and socially retarded?
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.
Well, I have Asperger's Syndrome which is a bit like you describe. In short, it basically means that I don't naturally pick up on social stuff very easily. It's made the social aspect of my life difficult, but it's not impossible for me or anyone else with a similar issue to overcome. I probably won't ever become a pick-up artist that can over the period of a year lose track of how many chicks he bangs, but with work I can (and have) improved considerably. I guess it comes down to just how messed up the "social" part of the brain is. If it's completely fried and the person is irrecoverably Autistic or something, then there's probably not much hope. If the problem is less pronounced, than it can be overcome.Demystify said:Bump, anyone?
Think of Cosmo Kramer or Jeff Goldblum, they have no trouble going out and talking to people, but they're still incredibly off on a social levelMaxtro said:Socially retarded, what does that mean?
Is that when you don't know how to fit in and can't make friends? Women end up having zero interest in you.
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.