She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
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.
and there it is. my new coach is DAVID RICKS !!!" yea man i love talking about this stuff, I'll teach you EVERYTHING I know. "
Hah, there's name droppin for ya. Did she give you her name? If she's lifted with a bunch of the top strength coaches she's probably known herself(esp with a 300 bench!!!) That's no easy feat, and an almost impossible one for a woman even with juice.She told me she lifted with dave tate and every single respectable name in the strength and conditioning family.
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.
Drum&Bass said:My gym is becoming loaded with lifting celebrities. This diesel body builder chick who think benches over 300 and squats over 500 see's me training this dude and asks which template i was studying. I told her I followed alot of west side stuff, but I quit following other peopls stuff and did my own style of training. She told me she lifted with dave tate and every single respectable name in the strength and conditioning family.
I told her my plans to open my own gym and she told me her plans of starting a strongman lifting club. I then introduced her to dave ricks and now, im gonna unite all the strongest people at my gym into a sick lifting community.
I've also shifted my focus. I've decided to emphasize my upper body training in order to hit 315 on the bench. after i hit 315 the next goal is 500 on the squat.
instead of putting down my numbers Im just gonna focus on Program Design.
for now until Im better conditioned for this new routine i created.
Mon
Rack Bench Press (pressing from the lowest position)
Rack Lockouts
One Arm DB row (Heavy weight Hi-Rep)
Power Rows (exercise I made up using a hammer strength squat lunge machine)
Farmers Walk
Face Pulls
Wed
Band Bench Press
Ply Push Ups
Fri circuit training for 10 rounds
Pull Ups
Dips
Farmers walk (pinching plates together)
I haven't done wed. work out yet so Im not sure how its gonna work out but so far my programs have been money !
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
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.
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.