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.
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.
Be glad we live in a world where fat, ugly, bastards can get some.
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.
Totally right.Originally posted by jprjrjr
I don't think the standard is so high for women. You got fat bytches galore who get men, and think they're the shyt.
Put it this way; a fat ugly bytch in a bar will get some horny drunk bastard to hit on her eventually. You have plenty of decent looking guys going home alone because they "don't pass muster"
It always has been, and always will be easier for women to get sex.
Game equals options. Very good looks equals options. It's all about the demand thing. Economics 101 you knowOriginally posted by Visceral
Your "decent looking guys going home alone" were either outclassed by some genetic superman or outplayed by one of those "fat, ugly bastards" with killer game.
Anyway, it still proves my point that men [usually] don't win or lose based on looks the way women do, but do so based on their game, something learned instead of inherited.
You're also talking about those women who play an active role in getting the man involved with her ... this actually makes more of a difference than anything else - the mistress manipulator at work.