tennisbuck12
Don Juan
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What do you guys say, when a chick says she can't meet up with you? Do you not respond?
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.
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.
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.
This is the first step you take into the white knighting behaviour. It is the third time she gives you **** while you're not to blame for that and you go all "oh, sweetypie, come here, your white knight in shining armour will take you to the races to make his little girl happy". Dude, for your own sake, stop trying to save her from her bull****. Let her handle it herself. If she cannot handle her own ****, she ain't worth your time anyways, not even as a quick pump and dump.Epsi, I asked her on a third date and she still hasn't responded. She said she still feels like **** and I said I know something fun to do that will help. We both like cars and there's a race track locally.
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.
Nope. You can't say this."no worries, let me know if you change your mind."
Sorry to hear. Take care.What do you guys say, when a chick says she can't meet up with you? Do you not respond?
Ah, the throwaway text.She never responded. Her loss.
If you guys were going to send one final text to leave doubt and keep her wondering what would it be.
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.
Nothing.She never responded. Her loss.
If you guys were going to send one final text to leave doubt and keep her wondering what would it be.
I'd also send nothing, but as long as your frame isn't shaken, there's nothing to lose with a throwaway text.Nothing.
Acting butt hurt doesn't accomplish anything either and it might give her that impressionI'd also send nothing, but as long as your frame isn't shaken, there's nothing to lose with a throwaway text.
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.