She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
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'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.
You nailed it. There's no reason to leave her if she didn't do anything bad.FairShake said:If she got AIDS through cheating or drug usage? Of course I'd leave her. What am I, a moron?
If she got AIDS through an accident like a needle stick? Of course I'd stay with her. What am I, an azzhole?
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.
How could she have gotten herself raped unless she put herself into a closed environment with another "interested" male and she shouldn't have been in the position in the first place cause she has you?Naughty Fins said:You nailed it. There's no reason to leave her if she didn't do anything bad.
Although if she got herself raped that's a different kind of accident. I'd say goodbye immediately.
Got herself raped? Wait what? That's a pretty sh!tty way of putting it, certainly it couldn't get any worse.Naughty Fins said:Although if she got herself raped that's a different kind of accident. I'd say goodbye immediately.
Oh, nevermind. :box:How could she have gotten herself raped unless she put herself into a closed environment with another "interested" male and she shouldn't have been in the position in the first place cause she has you?
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.
You sir is a smart cookie.backbreaker said:you guys are all doing it wrong lol
1. stay with wife to be all sentimental and ****
2. change her HIV medication to aspirin so she hurry up and dies
3. profit from being a widower
El Payaso has full blown AIDS. Damn your a POS. WTF is wrong with you?El Payaso said:Assuming you found out she tested positive for HIV which wasn't through cheating, would you stay with her if you tested negative?
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.