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.
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.
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.
That's a pretty good point. SayWord? I'm assuming that the girls respect your diligence in school, but they probably don't see you as a potential romantic partner. This is just me talking out of experience, though. I wouldn't overanalyze this phrase since it doesn't really show interest nor disinterest. It sounds too much like a variation of the dreaded "you're a nice guy, but..." phraseDJDamage said:Notice they didn't say " You will make a real good boyfriend"?
i'm not a pushover at allDJDamage said:Notice they didn't say " You will make a real good boyfriend"?
They are basically saying that some woman is going to pull the wool on you and you will do whatever it takes to make her happy. If you are the kind of guy that can be a pushover consider that a warning.
Jerks or players are never get called "you would make a good husband" but that doesn't mean the girls don't stop hooking up with them or try to change them.
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.
Hello!Jitterbug said:Just say "thanks, and I think you'd make a good wife".
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.
... and a good sandwich, oh btw, I'd like a beer too."Jitterbug said:Just say "thanks, and I think you'd make a good wife.
the nail in the coffinbmxcetera said:You're not the type of guy I'd date, you're the type of guy I'd marry!
You're sexually a dud. You're not fun to be with. But you are... 'nice'.
A friend of mine responded to this line with, "And you're not the type of girl I'd marry, but you would be the type for a one night stand!
-----credit needs to be given here to Pook for posting this and it's in the bible
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.