Maximus Rex
Banned
If you bounce with a group? Who pays? Are you suppose to pay for the whole group or only the target?
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
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.
ready123 said:unless you're broke, it doesn't ****in matter
only way it'll ruin your game is if you obsess about it
Don't you mean "cheap" girls hate cheap guys? And what about the rest of the group, would you pay for them too? Where does it stop? Is your ability to pay a woman's way the only thing that you have to offer?Jayer said:Couldnt have said it better myself. Girls hate cheap guys by the way.
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.
You still have the mindset that you are buying something when you pay. This is more of a turn off then being cheap in the first place.Francisco d'Anconia said:I want to see the ratio between the amount of times these guys pay for initial meeting and the amount of times that a relationship is sustained. Basically I want to see whether or not a guy can get more play (not to be confused with mere attention) if he buys his way to it.
Only to people like you who live in romantisized, idealistic, Harlequin-like dream worlds. The type of people who believe that "...If he loves me, he'd know what he had done wrong..." The ones who believe that a gentleman is defined by how many hoops he'll jump through or how many times he can be wrapped around a finger. Basically, people who don't have enough trust that a guy's attention alone proves his interest in her, his wallet does and if he doesn't comply, he's somehow less than a man even though he could offer more than what you could ever deserve.iqqi said:You still have the mindset that you are buying something when you pay. This is more of a turn off then being cheap in the first place.
When you pay, you are being a gentleman, and fulfilling a man's role. B!tch all you want about what a man's role is, cuz it is what it is.
Women entice, men pursue. It is the natural order.
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.
yeppers...iqqi said:
Francisco d'Anconia said:Only to people like you who live in romantisized, idealistic, Harlequin-like dream worlds. The type of people who believe that "...If he loves me, he'd know what he had done wrong..." The ones who believe that a gentleman is defined by how many hoops he'll jump through or how many times he can be wrapped around a finger. Basically, people who don't have enough trust that a guy's attention alone proves his interest in her, his wallet does and if he doesn't comply, he's somehow less than a man even though he could offer more than what you could ever deserve.