http://www.theangrycomputer.com/images/bumfinger.jpgMaster Bates said:So what does Last Man Standing look like in real life?
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
http://www.theangrycomputer.com/images/bumfinger.jpgMaster Bates said:So what does Last Man Standing look like in real life?
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 don't understand just how close you are to her. It sounded like you didn't even have her phone number.STR8UP said:This chick is a friend of a friend who I met on cinco de mayo, we have partied a few times since and gotten progressively more physical with each other each time.
I don't have her #. She's my friend on Myspace though! LOLMatureDJ said:I don't understand just how close you are to her. It sounded like you didn't even have her phone number.
So, he looks like the Zig-zag guy?Phyzzle said:
Dude, I think that's Jack Nicholson.Vulpine said:So, he looks like the Zig-zag guy?
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.
As I have posted before, I don't believe in the concept of "alpha" as being absolute- it is situational and can and does fluctuate. I suppose in this instance I would have been considered alpha.Vulpine said:Anyway, there is a little side effect of being an "Alpha": you tend to look after the rest of the pack.
Something that hasn't really been touched on is how I would have been perceived if the guy had decked her, and after the fact she found out that I was sitting there watching the whole thing. I mean, I technically didn't have any responsibility to this chick, but if I would have sat back and allowed it to happen I would have looked like a girly man. Lets be clear about this though....that's NOT why I did it.That being said, it makes perfect sense why STR8UP would put himself between her and an aggressor. She might not have been fuxing (yet), she may have in the past and they are through, or they are currently fuxing... that is all irrelevant. The fact of the matter is this chick was "part of STR8UP's pack".
Really, anyone who could sit back and watch a dude pound on a chick after she made it clear that he was invading her space and was not welcome, well, you're not much of a man. And I'm not about violence AT ALL. It's just a matter of principle.Besides, even if he didn't know these chicks AT ALL, there is still a thing called "chivalry".
Actually, I found it pretty amusing up to the point where the dude got out of his chair and started to move toward her. There was one other couple in the room as well and I think the dude got pissed off about it, but I was enjoying the show!Hell, I probably would have went up and got in dude's sh!t for harshing my mellow while I was trying to eat - not paying ANY attention to the chicks.
She was definitely running her mouth. I think the reason the dude stayed around for all of the insults is that if he would have left after she started to get loud he would have had to tuck tail and walk away looking like an ass.Latinoman said:Now...if she gets into similar situation in the future by instigating or running her mouth without realizing that many men today have no issues punching a woman...then in my book she is dangerous.
I am neutral on how str8up reacted. I probably would have done the same if I knew her well. But then again...I might have done nothing if I felt she was going over board with her insults.
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.
Yea, he looked pretty wasted. Good thing I don't drink that vile stuffjoekerr31 said:also sounds like he may have had too much to drink (which would explain his behavior).
Yea, I was a victim of one of those rude ass b!tches one time in a club. Funny thing is I wasn't even hitting on anyone in her group. I was just dancing having a great time when this chick with a CIGAR in her mouth tells me "BACK OFF" I was like, "EXCUSE ME?" She said it again and one of her friends who was a little more polite explained that it was a girls night out and they didn't want to be bothered by guys. I felt like letting this chick with a CIGAR in her mouth (very unattractive, IMO) know exactly how freakin disgusting I thought she was and that I wasn't hitting on ANYONE, but what would be the point? I just turned my back to them and continued to do my thing.but that said, i've also seen some women who have treated polite, decent guys like utter utter trash just because he had the balls to approach and say hello. there are women who will respond with "youuuuur joking right? run along and leave us alone."
Actually, it was even funnier when the half slice of pizza caught this guy square in the face!now if i were to witness someone toss a glass of water in one of those women's faces i think i'd end up rolling around on the ground laughing till I pissed myself.
And I can see this girl having some of those tendencies, but she really didn't do anything that was out of line, certainly nothing to deserve some dude in her face.there are women who get a great deal of satisfaction out of hurting men. that's why the cold approach is so hard for most men, because of the possibility that the woman they are approaching might be a total b*tch who cuts their nuts off and laughs in the face as she does it.
I agree, but it's tough to always let sh!t roll off your back. Just one of those qualities that help you TREMENDOUSLY the closer you come to being able to master it.this is why its sooooooooooooooooooooooooo important in life not to care what anyone thinks about you. You really have to be able to see bad behavior by others as a negative reflection of who THEY are, not as validation that there is something wrong with you.
becuase if you let the *ssholes of the world get to you, you end up like this guy, tossing water in the face of a woman.
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.