lighthouse1956
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In many comedies, the straight man is the alpha male and the comic is the AFC- examples- Dean Martin = alpha, Jerrry Lewis = AFC, Bud Abbot = alpha, Costilou = AFC.
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.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Very true, but remember his role in the movie is to provide a contrast with the other guys. Definitely an archetypal AFC, but the movie was anything but.MikeYikes122 said:
Stifler was the friggen man!!!j0n024 said:Ohh There's something about mary and almost all the guys in American Pie.
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.
Good points, but AFC stands for AVERAGE frustrated chump. Milton is far far from average and not in a good way. A better example from OS would be the main character before he gets hypnotized.BlakeW5 said:I'd also say the guy from Office Space (the weird guy who loves his stapler) is what I consider the embodiment of an AFC. Not because of how he interacts with women (I don't think he does interact with women in the movie), but the way he lets his boss and all the others in the office walk all over him. Not to mention how turns out to be the typical passive-aggressive type (when he burns the place). Being an AFC is so much more than how one behaves around women. Chances are if you tolerate flat-out disrespect from others, that lack of spine/assertiveness carries over into your love life as well.
After he gets hypnotized, he is the fvcken sh!t.LeComteDeMonteCristo said:Good points, but AFC stands for AVERAGE frustrated chump. Milton is far far from average and not in a good way. A better example from OS would be the main character before he gets hypnotized.
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.
2:22 :crackup:MikeYikes122 said:
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.