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.
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.
I can't agree. She doesn't like him and I can't blame her. He is fake and needy. He would be lucky to ever see her again as she is being nice throughout the video but clearly turned off.Atom Smasher said:Actually this is what TO do. Be silly, have fun, bring up pretend scenarios that you are both a part of (that includes "secrets"), throw her for a loop with bizarre questions, look her in the eye with absolute confidence, appear unshaken, take her down a few pegs by framing her in less flattering scenarios (for him he was literally able to do this with the pics), essentially create a fun, playfull interaction. When you get a girl to jump in and go along with a playful, imaginary scenario (boyfriend/girlfriend, marriage, etc.) you pretty much have her in the bag.
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.
Oh, I know she has flaws, just as every person does. But that doesn't say anything about her true character.Plutoman said:Yeah, it's just.. pathetic.
She's hot, sure, has a great rack, but it's like these guys think of her as royalty. Correction, it's not like - they do think of her as royalty. I'm not going to ever understand celebrity worship, I imagine.
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.
I think her thought process was that she was so unattracted to him that she didn't want to lead him on or give him any false hope.zinc4 said:the girl seemed to lack a good sense of humor.....she was just kind of going through the motions...she could have lightened up a little and laughed more...
Darth said:I think her thought process was that she was so unattracted to him that she didn't want to lead him on or give him any false hope.
I see sympathy in her eyes, combined with an incredible number of progressively obvious "not attracted" hints which he is not taking.
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.
Lololol I remember that guy.Darth said:Something just hit me. You know who that guy reminds me of? D1ck Masterson of "men are better than women" fame:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T0xoKiH8JJM
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.