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.
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.
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.
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.
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?
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.
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.