Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
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.
These are good. I did this with a chubby chick once when she called me bro...."you know what I call a women who calls me bro??? I don't"Bro??? Let me guess. The Doc put you on steroids."
"Bro? ... Aw, that's sweet. My little sister pretended she was a man once."
"Bro, huh. " Not bad. You're getting closer to passing as a man."
"Bro?!" (shake your head). You need to check your estrogen levels, I bet it's negative 20.
The last one is probably above the comprehension of the type of gal that says "bro" but it's my favorite response.
"Bro?!" If Freud was alive today, he'd swear that you have penis envy."
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.
Can you give some examples?I’ve been known to devalidate 9s just for looking at me the wrong way. After awhile it becomes completely embedded into your vibe and presence. Nowadays, females in my circles treat my ego with kids gloves. They are deathly afraid of my dismissal.
You need to learn to dismiss h0es at the first sign of disrespect.
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.
add "guy"When a girl says bro,dude or man I instantly lose attraction