Has anyone read this book, The Rules? I read it, and while some of it seemed to make sense, what I remember most is the advice that when on a date, at dinner, to look at the plate or floor, or around the restaurant, anywhere but at the guy.
Also there was the funniest advice to ‘drop your head, allow your hair to fall over your face and sensously sweep your hair back with one hand’, something like that.
I don’t like philosophies that encourage role playing over honesty. I think following the strategy in the book might actually help a woman marry a man that looks good on the surface, but once they are married, then what? More role playing … for the next 50 years? I think everyone wants a strategy that will help them put their best foot foward when they meet someone, but I think the strategy should never usurp honesty.
And for God sakes, if he does call you at the last minute because he has the opportunity and wants to spend time with you, don’t encourage him. He might think you’re actually interested in him and then you would be less mysterious in his eyes.
Total rubbish. Like I said - it would be a riot if they didn’t intend it seriously. I personally had a hard time reading it aloud (to friends) in anything but a silly, silly voice. I guess part of me is in denial that there are some women actually think this is good advice.
In case there are people out there who don’t know what we are talking about
The two heiffers who wrote this book are ignorant morons. They insult anyone who critizies them, and I for one, wouldnt date them even if my palms were too hairy to hide.
If I ever went out with someone who would go out and not look at me, I wouldnt piss on her if she was on fire, let alone wait until the next tuesday before rearranging another date.
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I got a kick out of the one that says “REspond once to every four of his messages” I think they were talking specifically about E-mails…but I dunno, if I don’t get a response, I usually don’t keep sending (or calling or whatever).
It does seems like a paranoid way to approach dating.
I am nothing without a man.
I will resort to any and all ploys, including bait-and-switch, straw man, and outright deceit to get one.
If I don’t get one, all of my friends will have nothing but pity for me because I am all gross and man-less.
If I can’t “get” a man on my own, I must need help.
If I follow all of the “rules” I will get a man and he will become my husband. The fact that he knows nothing about my actual personality and has based his decision entirely on ploys and gambits. The fact that I will have to invest about $100,000 in cosmetic surgery to KEEP this man doesn’t matter, because I snagged him based only on the merits of his looks and his money.
Perhaps the most twisted aspect of this whole thing is that the book is just sitting on the shelf, available for men. So if a guy wants to see if some gold-digging wench is trying to set him up, all he has to do is read the book himself. Sort of defeats the purpose, doesn’t it? I mean, Patton didn’t fax his battle plan to the magnificent bastard ahead of time, did he? If these women were really serious, they’d sell the book to women only. Not that that would work, but whatever.
This reminds me, has anyone heard of those “how to win a rich man” seminars? It’s very much like The Rules, except in motivational-speaker format. They had a series of classes scheduled a few months ago here in Seattle. The presenter was one of those Retired Jewish Floridian types – not that I mean anything denigrating by that, but she really did embody the stereotype, with the big plastic-frame glasses, the dyed auburn hair, the ears on the back of her head from all the facelifts, the dark-brown flowered rayon blouse, gaudy gold jewelry, the whole nine yards. (They had a picture of her in one of the local alterna-weeklies.) The point of the class was teaching women how to seduce and marry doctors, lawyers, investment bankers, or anyone else who has a house on each coast, with a set of automobiles to match. Truly warped, but then, I’m not that poorly adjusted, I guess…
What I object to is one can’t act on impulse and have sex on the first date, heck if the guy is that hot, and I want him, what is the big deal?
Has anyone ever seen this Ellen Fein? I saw her on Poliitically Incorrect, and somehow I have no trouble believing her when she said she has never wanted to have sex with a guy the first time she saw him.
What an awful, sexless life. Why bother going on living?
I’ve heard of The Rules, but have never really read them before browsing the website just now.
Huh???
Three things immediately come to mind.
Who wants to get married? I’ve had at least a dozen proposals in my lifetime, and spend more time trying to avoid marriage that GET married! I really resent the implication that women are just marriage hungry calculating leeches.
Don’t have sex on the first date?? How the hell would I know if I wanted a second date?
What kind of loser is so desperate to get married that they actually have to calculate an artificial list of rules? How unfulfilled are you, anyway?
Well, those are the things I’d say to the person who wrote the rules, anyway. If I was a man and saw a copy of The Rules at a dates house, I’d run like hell!