You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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.
I think they mean the show as a whole.Deus ex Pianoforte said:Oh c'mon now. Joey on Friends was a DJ to the core. And how can you call Kramer and Jerry Seinfeld AFC's? Kramer did what we want, whenever he wanted, with no apologies. Jerry pulled a new woman every other day.
Deus ex Pianoforte said:And how can you call Kramer and Jerry Seinfeld AFC's? Kramer did what we want, whenever he wanted, with no apologies. Jerry pulled a new woman every other day.
How in the fvck can you say Jerry and Kramer are minor characters? They were the life blood of the show.Call_Me_Daddy said:I think they mean the show as a whole.
There are exceptions to every rule. Also, those are the minor charaters in BOTH shows.
I'd also like to add that 70s show.
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.
Jerry was a hack. Sorry. His acting sucked ass especially with that whiny voice he always had.KarmaSutra said:How in the fvck can you say Jerry and Kramer are minor characters? They were the life blood of the show.
80s show? What the hell?That 70's show belongs in the trashbin next to that 80's show. Complete drivel.