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.
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.
He is controlled by a major corporation. It isn't real. No wonder American males are so confused. Celebs are pusses. Why? Because they don't live their own lives. They are obedient or else they get kicked to the curb for another new created star. For the last time - TV IS FAKE! REALITY SHOWS ARE FAKE! HOLLYWOOD IS FAKE!!!AFCToDJSlowButSurely said:yeah i was watching some fantasy factory earlier tonight, dude definitely lives by his own rules. gotta respect that.
Eh, sort of. You're definitely right about the reality shows. I was talking to some guys earlier today that think reality shows are actually real, lol. I know, right?BigJimbo said:He is controlled by a major corporation. It isn't real. No wonder American males are so confused. Celebs are pusses. Why? Because they don't live their own lives. They are obedient or else they get kicked to the curb for another new created star. For the last time - TV IS FAKE! REALITY SHOWS ARE FAKE! HOLLYWOOD IS FAKE!!!
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.
Another terrible post by smalljimbo. Thanks for displaying your lack of knowledge on yet another subject.BigJimbo said:He is controlled by a major corporation. It isn't real. No wonder American males are so confused. Celebs are pusses. Why? Because they don't live their own lives. They are obedient or else they get kicked to the curb for another new created star. For the last time - TV IS FAKE! REALITY SHOWS ARE FAKE! HOLLYWOOD IS FAKE!!!
Uh, another horny boy from the Midwest. I feel sorry for you. You hate me because I am banging girls that you never even see in the Midwest.Sir Psycho Sexy said:Another terrible post by smalljimbo. Thanks for displaying your lack of knowledge on yet another subject.
lol...typical response from a creepy fat computer nerd. A little less creative than I was hoping for but you tried your best.BigJimbo said:Uh, another horny boy from the Midwest. I feel sorry for you. You hate me because I am banging girls that you never even see in the Midwest.
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.