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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Very good ideas. At least in the case of restaurants, it's not had to get a job getting paid under the table if you have problems getting a work visa. Not sure you can get paid under the table as a scuba instructor though, too many liability issues, but maybe some pull it off. Bartender would probably be good too. And if you're a girl and hot, strip clubs the world over are always hiring.taiyuu_otoko said:I met a guy once in Thailand who was a certified chef (he got some training from a school in London) and a certified scuba instructor.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
You can toss in being a boyfriend to an older man. If you look really young, have a good attitude, and don't mind taking care of a man you are set. Do you have any idea how many businessmen pay for their bf to go to NYC with them? Back home their wife and children have no clue what Daddy is doing and what he is doing it with. I do admit that many times the wife does know. Kinda like the whole John Travolta thing.speakeasy said:Rock star
Terrorist
Drug Trafficker
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
I would say so. You can continue to live in that Hollywood Fantasy Land of yours, but the fact of the matter is that many men get ahead by going gay. That includes Hollywood. A place where I promise you that the majority of male sex symbols are gay or have gone gay to get ahead. Yes, even in 2011 America young people use the bed as a way of having a better life.Huffman said:I guess "taking it in the pooper from dirty old men" qualifies as a source of income...
As an Anglo you should know that you are very wrong. You are not living in Italy. When Berlusconi basically admitted to having a harem of teenagers and defended it by saying that at least he wasn't gay the Italian suburban mom loved him. In America, Britain, etc. he would be hung.manish said:politician or political leader..
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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.
LOLPRMoon said:Traveling Salesman
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Contract Killer
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Biker Outlaw or anything outlaw related
Carnival Worker
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.