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.
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.
Man.Bad_Lil'Pixie said:This question would probably be best asked directly to a Moderator in a Private Message, that is unless you are trying to do something other then obtain an address.
It's a soap opera.Vulpine said:Man.
You know you're out of line when even those of the same sex are calling you out on your crap.
Harsh.:nervous:
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.
Yeah, she did! His e-mail is [email protected]Nighthawk said:Oh no she dittent!
Wow another attention seeking wh*re thread. Why do you need to make a thread? You can just PM all 5 mod and keep it to yourself. Why do you need his email anyways? Just wanna troll more and cause more drama?Wyldfire said:I want to contact him directly.
This entire thread is your attempt to stir trouble. 9,000 of your post is the last frame of a closed thread where you are crying "I never start anything, I am the victim, boo hoo". This thread is you trying to start something; you just attempt to disguise it under a ruse of contacting Allen. This is just your sniveling way to attempt to threaten or scare some mod because you didn't get your way.Wyldfire said:If you don't have the email address to contact Allen then you have no reason to post in this thread other than to attempt to stir up trouble.
There you go again, no one even asked why, further more no one really cares.Wyldfire said:It is not anyone else's business why I wish to contact Allen directly.
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.