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.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
And you think ****y & funny would help? Not everything is solved with some PUA material.Sofomore said:Well I kept advancing, slowly pushing her buttons. Her friends were leaving (her ride), so she asked how she would get home...I said I'd find her a ride.
Hmm, every time I pulled back from advancing she would tell me her friends were waiting.
I need to either be more direct and say, no you're staying here, or be like "have a good night!"
I'm in college, so it was my house party. There's no way either of us could have drove.Iceberg said:And you think ****y & funny would help? Not everything is solved with some PUA material.
All you had to say was, "I'll drive you home later." Either she buys it, and that's her excuse to stay. Or she talks herself out of it, and goes with her friends.
It ain't about ****y & funny.
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.
Then you drive her home the next day. Or if you can afford it get her a cab. This isn't rocket science.Sofomore said:I'm in college, so it was my house party. There's no way either of us could have drove.
I'm just trying to find out how to handle the situation better next time.
Here's what I'm saying...Sofomore said:I'm in college, so it was my house party. There's no way either of us could have drove.
I'm just trying to find out how to handle the situation better next time.
Seriously. What's going on with the education system?SharinganUser said:Then you drive her home the next day. Or if you can afford it get her a cab. This isn't rocket science.
Dude chill the fvck out. What is your deal? I am here looking for advice. I swear this forum is turning to sh!t because of people like you.Iceberg said:Here's what I'm saying...
You're trying to bang her, correct? You already have her on your bed. So you wouldn't drive WHILE drunk. You'd f**k her all night, pass out, and THEN drive her in the morning.
What did you think i was telling you to do? Kiss her more, and then drive her home in an hour? If you have a girl in your bed, I'm assuming that she's just looking for an excuse to tell her friends so they'd go away.
"Sofomore is gonna drive me home later." would be that excuse.
Have I spelled this out enough?
Seriously. What's going on with the education system?
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.
come on, pal. I'm just breaking your balls.Sofomore said:Dude chill the fvck out. What is your deal? I am here looking for advice. I swear this forum is turning to sh!t because of people like you.
No need to add your remarks about my intelligence. You're 30 years old, be mature.