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.
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.
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."
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.