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'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.
Have you been reading my diary?onyx said:i say i jacked off over barney the dinosaur
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.
lol funny thing is I've done said something similar too. "I Jerking off all saturday night."onyx said:i say i jacked off over barney the dinosaur
Francisco d'Anconia said:DO you guys do anything at all that would be interesting to women?
You're sarging the wrong women, point blank. Why waste time on women who don't have common interests with you?mrRuckus said:Generally? No, I don't.
Women aren't interested in anything I do. Am I supposed to start doing things I don't care for just to be interesting to them? Take up sailing or yoga or some bullsh1t?
I lift weights. -> they don't care except for the results. hell they even b1tch about my diet and that my diet will make me sick because they haven't the slightest clue about nutrition. Nevermind that i never get sick.
I play softball. -> they don't care
I play video games -> they don't care
I write software -> they don't care
I watch football and hockey -> they don't care
I read books. -> no one reads books so they don't care
They don't give two ****s about what I do in my free time and have no desire to talk about it. Except for the RARE girl that cares about maybe 1 or 2 of those things herself. And that's usually an ugly girl because she was forced to find something to do other than partying and going out because she wasn't popular.
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.
Making up some stuff you didn't do during the weekend is just as bad as coming up with lame pick up lines. Go out there and do actual stuff and then you will have things to talk about.banGbro said:What do you say when she asks you what did you do last weekend/last night?
Maybe there should be a RUP for dating... Hmmmm......eko said:i wouldn't mention the software development
im a programmer. in my experience, girls + software development is a recipe for disaster. haha
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.