When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
In your experience, you would have got some nasty responses with openers like 'wanna ****', but nobody threatened to call the police. What are some of the nasty responses you got? Suppose a woman really does call the police?dbot said:However, if she tells you to get lost and you continue to bother her, that is harassment.
It seemed to be the smartest approach because you are playing a direct number's game. If you are looking for sex, then you are being straight. There is no 'game-playing' or any nonsence to get to that goal.dbot said:The bottom line? Asking a stranger if she wants to fuck is definitely not the smartest approach, but so long as you respect your boundaries, I wouldn't worry too much about any serious legal consequences.
The other poster lives in New York City, USA, which is supposed to be crowded. This means, there is a risk you could get into trouble with the law.dbot said:I also live in Southern California, so don't assume this applies to you if you're living in a small, conservative town in Utah, for example.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
corrector said:The other poster lives in New York City, USA, which is supposed to be crowded. This means, there is a risk you could get into trouble with the law.
Even if you are right -- you are going to tell the cops you all you are doing is asking women out there in public if they want to have sex with you? You could still get charged with loitering and being a public nuisance.
Want to play the numbers game? Try this one:corrector said:It seemed to be the smartest approach because you are playing a direct number's game. If you are looking for sex, then you are being straight. There is no 'game-playing' or any nonsence to get to that goal.
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.
Thank-you dbot.dbot said:Want to play the numbers game? Try this one:
"Hi, what's your name?"
"Rebecca."
"Rebecca, sorry if I'm being rather forward, but I happen to find you extremely attractive. Want to come home with me?"
I'm willing to bet you'll be much more effective saying that as opposed to "hey wanna fuck?" You also won't receive nearly as many negative responses.
As far as negative responses I got when I did this, most women just turned and walked away. A few called me an asshole or something similar. Others laughed or rolled their eyes in a condescending manner.
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.