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.
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.
....dannyegg4575 said:1. Class. It's what society wants.
2. Nice. She wants to DHV
How is painting your face like a clown a "DHV"?
4. guys chase HOT women. ask yourself, if you have a choice between a 4 and a 9, would you go for a 4?
Well, why do we consider girls that hide their beauty with paint as more attractive? Could it be that we have been brainwashed by the media, too?
It´s the same as a girl with fake blonde hair. There is no logical reason for us to believe she´s hotter than a girl with naturally blonde hair, but we still do.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
You´re not getting my point. I´m not talking about inner beauty and all that ****.dannyegg4575 said:ChrizZ,
You're right. A good majority of people ARE brainwashed. That's why we call it the Matrix.
I had the same morals you did too, it's inner beauty that counts. Well, inner beauty thinking that makes the HB4 think she's a HB10. And the HB10 becomes unreachable. All hos are the same. Doesn't matter if they're 1 or 10. That's why they're called biatches.
your job is to find one and unmask her for the inner beauty that she has. Majority of chicks don't have this. sorry to say.
I used to drive a cheap ass chevy and nobody pays attention to me on the road. I got myself a new beamer; stopped at a red light and hot chicks start to look my way.
so, yeah, it's what's inside that counts but it's also the marketing that sells.
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.
Thats the answer. They do it to hide their minor defects.DonGorgon said:TO LOOK YOUNGER
TO HIDE BLEMISHES
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
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.