ImTheDoubleGreatest!
Master Don Juan
No this is not a troll.
Yes there is a right answer
and it isn't hard to guess either.
Yes there is a right answer
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
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.
This. This is the right answer. I don't even need a reason to be awesome/great/amazing/whatever. I just am simply because I'm me. I'm awesome just cuz.noobolgy said:Because your you?
And this right here, this is the way everyone should feel. The mentality we all should have. Confidence, happiness, success, luck, etc. --- all of those string off of how you feel. If someone else just so happens to be the greatest right along side of you, then you make yourself the double greatest. And be happy for your friend who is also the greatest too or you will spend time trying to subconsciously bring him/her down, which restricts your awesomeness abilities and your greatness.( . )( . ) said:Is it because you're half as awesome as me?
And this is partially why I am the way I am. The way I look at it, it's like this:Mike32ct said:Because you're the prize, and you're assuming value
Sadly no, but I wish I was......Espi said:Is it because you are Muhammad Ali?
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.
But then tell me, oh wise one, what must I do when I am always up? And am constantly on the rise as well. What then? Do I simply not advise others as to how to feel the same way I do?sylvester the cat said:This thread reminds me of a bi-polar flat mate I once had. When he was up the whole world had to know about it and when he was down the whole world was down with him.
It is not for nothing that wise people advocate the middle path.
A different flat-mate told me the secret to his 'success' (he was a part-time chef with a drinking problem). He said he thought of himself as Jose Mourinho did aka The Special One. I asked him what happened when he happened upon another person who also thought of himself as The Special One? He didn't give me an answer.ImTheDoubleGreatest! said:But then tell me, oh wise one, what must I do when I am always up? And am constantly on the rise as well. What then? Do I simply not advise others as to how to feel the same way I do?
I feel that it is my duty that I should. Not tell everyone about how I feel, but tell them why I feel the way I do, so that they too can become like me.
Delusions of grandeur. :crazy:sylvester the cat said:A different flat-mate told me the secret to his 'success' (he was a part-time chef with a drinking problem). He said he thought of himself as Jose Mourinho did aka The Special One. I asked him what happened when he happened upon another person who also thought of himself as The Special One? He didn't give me an answer.
That flat was not big enough for two Special Ones. He moved out first.
Not exactly setting the bar too high, are you?ImTheDoubleGreatest! said:This. This is the right answer. I don't even need a reason to be awesome/great/amazing/whatever. I just am simply because I'm me. I'm awesome just cuz.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
That may be true but who cares what they think anyway. Like my brother always says "They're just jealous" :rock:zinc4 said:i always view myself as the best, although others don't always agree....
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.