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.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
You and Ruckus are the parasites.donjuanjovi said:I agree. It would be more accurate to call it a parasite.
Because they're mindless, little fags, who thinks it's cool to say gross shyt while hidning behind a computer.JLW said:How can you call a BABY a "parasite" or "cancer"? IT'S A ****IN HUMAN BEING
I wouldnt run a mile. You have to take responsibility in life.The_Reaper said:Raise the kid - take "responsibility"?
Run a mile?
Discuss if she would consider an abortion?
(My GF is not pregnant but the fear of it happening is always on the back of my mind, though I always use condoms, no exceptions)
Discuss.
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.
There are good women out there. Just go and find yourself one. A woman in love will do a lot for you, from your post I'd say you have yet to exerience this.Lol yeah okay. I feel what you are saying, but this is 2007 not 1937. Women are not submissive, supportive, kind, caring, anymore, at least not most of them. You better lose that "Be A Father" crap and learn how to pull out fast, and if you get a chick pregnant PUSH PUSH PUSH for the abortion. Push hard as fvck.
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.
yes. cool uh?Ask yourself this question Blusher. If you were stuck 100 miles out and it's 4 in the morning, it's a snow blizzard outside, would that chick come and pick you up?
Dude. You're all forgetting a great alternative...The_Reaper said:Raise the kid - take "responsibility"?
Run a mile?
Discuss if she would consider an abortion?
(My GF is not pregnant but the fear of it happening is always on the back of my mind, though I always use condoms, no exceptions)
Discuss.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Or just get a vasectomy.PheonixUK said:I am quite scared of this happening
Perhaps I should date someone more liberal
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.