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.
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.
absolutely. there's nothing attractive about the nice guy. they don't have backbone etc..Bible_Belt said:quote from a hb, "That guy is really nice, but it's like there's no game to it when he acts like a lovesick puppy dog."
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Interceptor said:Usually he hasn't embraced his Maculinity.
And has serious problems viewing women as Sexual Beings.
He's uncomfortable with displays of women's sexuality, and is uncomfortabel with his own sexuality.
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.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
Ask a woman how long a nice guy would hold her interest.sexybeast said:Sorry guys but I gotta disagree with the lot of ya [exept reset].
I think this is abit of a myth that goes on in these forums. I mean if you have strong inner-game you can be a "nice guy" and get plenty of pusy. The bad ass guy certainly gets pusy, but he is a jerk, a moron, they just have a "couldn't give a f*ck" attitude. I have this attitude, but I'm also a nice guy.
Well most would probably lie through there teeth and say thats what they long for, but I know where your coming from.Francisco d'Anconia said:Ask a woman how long a nice guy would hold her interest.
No, I'm serious. Next time you are in a club go up to a group of women (yes, this is an approach) and ask them what they like about "nice guys." They'll start describing all of the things that guys do that makes them AFC's. Then ask them if they could see themselves having a LTR with a nice guy (who didn't get them pregnant). You will be surprised at the things that women will tell you if you ask the right questions.sexybeast said:Well most would probably lie through there teeth and say thats what they long for, but I know where your coming from.
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.