Bonhomme
Master Don Juan
Classic one-itis idiocy: not going for an easy lay with a gal who I was attracted to who was hitting on me hard because another gal I wanted more was there.
"How I Made Sure No Woman Ever Friend-Zoned Me Again"
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.
What's the biggest AFC thing you used to do back in your AFC days?
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"She Liked You in March. It's October Now."
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.
theunflushables
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Back in HS, I started going to a youth group, specifically so I could talk to this one girl. It was pathetic. And I'm sure that pretty much bought my ticket to Hell. 
I used to want to be a leader so I would talk really loud, I would interrupt people and butt in on conversations. I never knew how annoying I was being.
I still fall for this one once in a while. I know now to just keep on truckin', just keep on doing your thing, and if you're feeling really brave call the other girl over and try to make her jealous... or maybe even get your first threesome goin.Bonhomme said:
the_great_gaia
Senior Don Juan
i was driving and i told my girlfriend that i loved her. she goes "For Real?". So i stopped my car in mid-traffic, get out, go on her side of the car (passenger side) and I open her door and tell her to her face: "Yes, I Really Love You.."
This happened yesterday, by the way
This happened yesterday, by the way
Yeah, been there, got the t-shirt. I was really attracted to the one who was all over me, too; it's just that I had a super crush (okay, "one-itis") on the other one. Really, though, the issue was just as I was too pvssy to pursue the one-itis, I was also too much of a pvyss to do anything with the one who was all over me. Just an all around fvkwit is the simplest way to describe me.
Hmm, I don't know if that's so bad. I mean, as long as you did end up talking to her etc. Sure, "live life on your terms" and all that jazz, but if there's someone you're really attracted to, a tactical move like that can't be all that bad. As long as you didn't just keep attending the youth group and sitting there like a moron, not saying anything to her, week after week, I think we can give you a pass.
One of my worst -- probably the worst -- examples of supplicative, wbafc-ish behavior was this hot chick I once knew asked me to give her and her friend a lift to her friend's boyfriend's house. So I take them, and she goes to me come past at about 8:30 and we'll go and do something together. That left me about an hour and a half to kill, and I had nothing to do. So I went to a couple of places in the city where I knew some people, but no one was around. I just ended up driving around the whole time. Then I go there to pick her up, and she goes to me, nah, I think I'll just hang around here with my friend. I just go, well okay, and slinked off like a total, total, toal fkkn loser. Even back then -- total fkkwit that I was -- I knew that acting like that was just about the unmanliest thing possible. What made it worse was that I knew what a manipulative bytch that chick was. We were "friends" (yeah, one of those hot girl/desperate hanger-on guy things) and in her weaker moments she would admit how much she enjoyed taking advantage of weak-willed guys. Lol, gotta hand it to her: she told me what she was like, and i still fell for it all. (Actually, I've got more examples from this chick. Man, this chick schooled me bad. If only I had been prepared to learn the lessons!)
"So, What Do You Do for Fun?"
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.
Worst AFC moment
I think it was my 10th grade year in high school. I had this huge crush on this one chick but I never told her because I always assumed that theres no way she would have any remote interest in me. So what did I do about this problem? Well in my regular old AFC chump ways back in those days- I did something really really dumb. I wrote her a letter saying telling that its okay if she doesnt like me or some old B.S. So I waited to after school. I seen her at her locker-I walked right up to her-done the ole "locker lean" routine crossed my legs like some badas* or something- gave her the letter- she read it, said okay and walked away. Here's the kicker about the whole thing though: SHE NEVER TURNED ME DOWN IN THE FIRST PLACE!!! lol... I literally wrote a letter to her turning my own self down before she could because I was so afraid of being rejected by her. Looking back on sh*t like that makes me laugh now but back then it was horrid.
I think it was my 10th grade year in high school. I had this huge crush on this one chick but I never told her because I always assumed that theres no way she would have any remote interest in me. So what did I do about this problem? Well in my regular old AFC chump ways back in those days- I did something really really dumb. I wrote her a letter saying telling that its okay if she doesnt like me or some old B.S. So I waited to after school. I seen her at her locker-I walked right up to her-done the ole "locker lean" routine crossed my legs like some badas* or something- gave her the letter- she read it, said okay and walked away. Here's the kicker about the whole thing though: SHE NEVER TURNED ME DOWN IN THE FIRST PLACE!!! lol... I literally wrote a letter to her turning my own self down before she could because I was so afraid of being rejected by her. Looking back on sh*t like that makes me laugh now but back then it was horrid.
Someone Much cooler
Senior Don Juan
I was an afc recently =(...*sigh* i don't wanna post the link tho!