Post: #2976

Was working out at the gym. Saw a cute blonde on a treadmill like machine in short shorts. This was at 4PM. I myself was working triceps. Suddenly, she finished the exercise and stepped off the treadmill. I immediately stopped what I was doing and approached her:

Me:"Excuse me Miss, how long is this place open till?" (she took off her I-phone earbuds to answer me)

Girl:"I don't know actually" (she answered in a high-pitched voice) would you like me to check?

Me: "Yes"

She took out her I-phone and opened her browser.

Me:"Are you getting WiFi here? I asked"

Girl: "Yup, I am getting WiFi"

Me: "I can never seem to catch WiFi at this fitness center"

Her phone opened up the site of the fitness center.

Girl: "It is open until 10PM"

Me: "It is so strange how things close so early in the United States. (I ramble) it seems like you have to make special arrangements in order to get to a gym in time. I am so used to having a gym to go to at midnight."

"So where are you from" (she asks the personal question)

Me: "Russia"

Girl: "Oh Wow" she replied excitedly

Me: "What about you, where are you from?"

Girl: "I am from around here"

Me: "What kind of workout are you doing?"

Girl: "Just cardio today

Me: What's your name?

Girl: Kathy, whats yours

Me: Lex

She shakes my hand and says nice to meet you.

Me: "So do you know any other gyms around here that are open later"

Kathy: "No, I just go here"

Me: "Do you like to run on the canal trail?"

Kathy: "Yes, I love it"

Me: "Do you have plans for Wednesday?"

Kathy: "Yeah, I got field hockey practice."

Me: "Field Hockey, how often do you practice?"

Kathy: "Every day, I am in High School."

Me: Really, which High School do you go to?

KAthy: I go to XYZ High School, Field Hockey is a new program there

Me: That's cool, I used to go to ABC High School, would do Track and Field there

Kathy: Oh Bummer, Anyway, I got to run to practice right now, it was nice to meet you.

At this moment she walked away to meet with 2 of her girlfriends. I continued my workout.

Post: #2977

@Phil

Props on making a gym approach. But it looks like you have no game plan.

Just off what you reported to us, you had a flicker of interest with the Russia comment. But instead is playing with that, you stay with the boring informational questions. Game should be fun for you and her.

WIA

Post: #2978

Hey Half, I'm 47 and read Giovonny's posts like the Bible. Just use the search function here. Giovonny has written a book's worth of posts. It is all here.

(10-05-2016 12:08 AM)Half Century Wrote:  Excellent approach journal, and Giovonny, if you have written a PUA book, send it to me!

Post: #2979

(10-11-2016 10:17 AM)WestIndianArchie Wrote:  @Phil

Props on making a gym approach. But it looks like you have no game plan.

Just off what you reported to us, you had a flicker of interest with the Russia comment. But instead is playing with that, you stay with the boring informational questions. Game should be fun for you and her.

WIA

Thanks, WestIndian Agree, I was planning on asking her to come running with me on the canal trail on Wednesday. Than go for drinks at my place. Maybe should have asked her faster, instead let the clock run out.

Post: #2980

Well you could do that, but I mean you should draw out the conversation that she was interested in.

WIA

Post: #2981

(09-25-2016 01:08 PM)RexImperator Wrote:  Properly introduced myself to a girl I've seen at the gym before. We have said "Hi" or "bye" and not much else to each other a couple times in the past. Her name was Hillary.

I joked,"ooh that's not such a good name to have at this time." Not sure that one went over so well...

Her arms were crossed while talking to her, which I read as closed body language, but when she left the gym she said, "Nice to finally meet you!"

Talked to her a few more times at the gym since then and... I actually got this girl's number today.

She's on that thick/too chubby boundary to be honest, but I'm in need of a slump-buster.

I suggested meeting up for drinks during the week. I also offered to teach her how to do barbell squats.

She works as a mental health counselor and lives with her parents. Wears porn librarian glasses.

Post: #2982

At the market, a group of cute college girls gets behind me in line...

One of them exits the line..

girl #1: get me one
girl #2: get me one too
me: get me one three

We all laugh.

girl #3: wait, really?
me: yes

They open up their body language towards me... The shared humor made them feel comfortable..

me: what is she getting for us?
girl: bananas
me: oh good
girl: do u really want one?
me: umm ya sure

They had a British accent.

me: where are you girls from?
her: the UK
me: thanks for narrowing it down to 4 options

We chatted as we waited in line.

They were very sweet.

me: do you guys wanna get a drink or something sometime?

They sort of looked at each other, not sure how to respond.

her: we're leaving tomorrow

I sensed disinterest.

Next!

**I really liked the way I opened this interaction.. I love being spontaneous and ballsy in public.. Everyone is so bored and dreary..I like being lively and fun and adding humor and excitement to otherwise quiet public places.. Fuck it.. I will amuse myself if no one else**

--

At the market, I see a stunning beauty in yoga pants, toned, slim body, pretty face, sexy swag.

I walk right past her and as I'm passing her I sort of turn and say..

me: what do u do?
her: oh umm you mean like for..
me: for exercise
her: im a cyclist
me: being on 2 wheels is awesome
her: i love it

We chatted for a minute.

me: wanna talk again?
her: oh thanks but i cant

Next!

**My opener was weak and ineffective**
--

At the market, I spot a beautiful "9", immaculate body, ass, tits, skin, radience, long hair, pretty face, latina/asian..

She was looking at cereal..

me: you eat these bad carbs?
her: oh hehe sometimes
me: you're in great shape
her: thanks

**I felt the potential die at that moment. There was no reason for me to give her a direct compliment.. It was too much.. I should have worded it differently and made it slightly less complimentary!**

She declined giving me her number.

(she was japanese/brazilian, a stunner)

Next!

--

Warm day, I was driving in my car with my shirt off.. I see a hot, young, blond walking her dog..

I pull over about 30 feet ahead of her and exit my vehicle, shirtless.. (I've been working out)

I open my trunk and take out a bag of food and bottle of wine.. I set those things on top of my car to appear congruent and mysterious..

Her dog smells the food and comes towards me.. I open her...

me: what a cute doggie

She is hot but young.

her: hehe oh thanks
me: whats his/her name?
her: its a girl, fiona
me; oh thats a nice name are u italian?
her: hehe ya
me: how'd u pick fiona?

Blah, blah, blah..

me: nice day in this neighborhood
her: ya it is

She was friendly and chatted openly.

me: do you go to college around here
her: I'm in high school

Next!

--

Walking down the street, I see a sexy blond with a nice body, black cowboy boots on...

I walk towards her and start a "Fake Phone Call"..

I walked passed her pretending to be talking on my phone.. I stop near her and pretend to read a real estate notice as if I was genuinely interested in it..

Within moments I end my call and open her..

me: great boots cowgirl
her: haha thanks
me: are u from texas?
her: ha no colorado
me: thats a great state
her: it is
me: how long u been out here?
her: oh about 2 years
me: so far, so good?
her: ya i love it

She was very sweet.

me: wanna get a drink sometime?
her: oh gosh im flattered but

Next!

**I felt good about this one.. I acted without hesitation and found a way to open her gracefully.. She responded well which tells me that it all appeared completely normal.. Not bad, getting better.. I happy to be going after beautiful, high class women.. I learning how to crack that code**

--

At the market, I see a sexy, slim, latina at the food bar.. She is looking at all the options.. I am looking at all the options.. She reaches for vegetables..

I casually open her..

me: those vegetables look great
her: yes don't they?

She reached for fish.

me: u can never get fat eating fish and veggies
her: hahaha
me: you look like a runner
her: i just finished a run
me: you are starving
her: yes
me: go eat
her: oh its ok

I told her to leave but she insisted on staying. Was she interested in me??

We had a good little chat..

me: are you from portugal
her: hehe no im colombian
me: oh a colombian track athlete
her: yes we're usually not very fast
me: but you are very tough
her: true

1 minute later..

me: should we exchange numbers and chat again?
her: sure

Got her number.

--

In an Uber-Carpool, I am sitting next to a sexy, tall, blond.. Conversation flowed naturally..

me: hi
her: hi

She was dressed in volleyball attire..

me: ur going to play volleyball?
her: hehe yes

We talked volleyball.

She is new to the area and needed help to find the best volleyball courts leagues, etc.

I advised her on the local volleyball scene.

She was very sweet.

As we were arriving at her destination..

me: do you need anymore consulting? maybe over coffee?
her: hehe oh thank i would but..

Next!

**I felt good about this interaction.. My vibe was strong yet playful.. My conversation was flirty but not needy or pushy.. My body language has improved.. My voice tonality has improved.. I'm getting better at not complimenting beautiful women**

Post: #2983

This is gold Giovonny, it's been cool seeing you make the transition to that upper level of quality. I think I speak for everyone on the forum when I say, please don't stop posting. Your posts help me out more than any game article ever could. Actually seeing you workout different styles really shows what works and what doesn't

I just got out of a mini relationship so I will be pushing myself to approach and post more here.

One again, thank you Giovonny for taking the time to write detailed reports on your recent approaches, they are absolutely an amazing resource for us younger cats on the forum

Post: #2984

Giovonny, this was one of the best posts I have read on the forum to date. Thanks.
The college girls approach was great. (I'd think a bar, pub, or club would have been a more advantageous situation with this group).
I remember a youth hostel overseas, when I was like 29, and two Norwegian girls, barely 18, wanted to give me a sightseeing tour...

Post: #2985

Coffee Shop Fuck Up:
So there I was in a coffee shop, where I usually order to go for my commute. Free time today, decided to actually sit down there, having read Day Bang and wanting to try out this particular venue.

I'm looking good, got my long hair moussed, dressed well, slimmed down svelte from summer activities.

Casually scan the place for attractive women, see a really young blonde around 18-20 "working" on a laptop, reacting to something, no eye contact from my brief once-over glance nor any IOI, but her attention radar detected a man looking at her- could tell she enjoyed it.

Notice a blonde MILF around my age coming in the door, wearing tight leggings or exercise apparel (a very common daily "butt show" in this town), get eye contact, she holds it strong, like she was saying "You want something? Want to f*ck me?"

I know that challenging look. I was surprised, not used to eye contact from local hottie moms in this very discreet, conservative town (?) Knocked the words out of my mouth...

I slowly "browse" over to the area where the young blonde is fastened mentally to her computer. I sit about 20 feet away- hey, I am a little hesitant because she is probably not much older than my friend's daughter. I don't look at her, but keep my eyes on my cell, checking FB updates... I then sneak a few glances at this girl, and she's looking good, dressed casually but sexily enough to attract whoever might walk in, but I rarely see many men her age hanging out there . One elderly Asian man was sneaking little views of her, too.

Then , out of the blue, a 9++, late 20's/Early30's classic Brooke Shields beauty sits 5 feet across from my table. Very abundant thigh/butt juncture, long legs..I look at her like I recognize her, not smiling, and she looks back briefly at me like, what do you want?

No IOI. No smile. She proceeds to get her laptop out and earnestly focuses on that like a rocket scientist. Damn she was pretty, wow! There were no friendly vibes from her, and her silent bitch shield was rising.

I ventured a few glances, gave it some time. I don't think the 3 second or 3 minute rule applies in this situation. I was going to ease into an elderly opener, but I just could not think of anything to say, mind went blank, and she seemed oddly unapproachable, even though she was only 5 feet away and I was facing her table , direct side view of her.

I could just make an excuse that it was an American girl in the USA, but I think I ejected too soon.

I know Giovanny would have approached all three woman within 15 minutes. That's what pisses me off --that I didn't even try.

Not sure if the elderly indirect approach or slow indirect approach style that I had planned to implement would have worked so well, or whether or not I would have wanted to work that hard. Maybe just a direct smile and hello or anything to get her attention. I mean confident and direct.
She was maybe waiting for me to do just that.....

Post: #2986

Don't approach multiple women in the same small daytime venue. Three second rule always applies, unless you're perceptibly more involved in more pressing activities. Looking over multiple times (and they always notice) means she's more important than what you're doing but you don't have the balls to go over. Scoping out multiple women means the same but that you'd spring for any of them if you could, even worse. Once you approach in this situation, especially as a newbie be prepared to leave, or have things get awkward. Get up to throw out your coffee cup and casually throw an opener, ramble till you can't anymore, then politely bounce.

Start small. You're not going to go from being unable to approach to pulling gorgeous women who don't give any IOIs in one sitting so I would recommend not going for the number until you have more calibration, or you're just going to turn the staff against you and lose that venue.

Warm up on the clerks, if she sees you being social (and she always will) she will be 10x more responsive to your opener, and everyone in there will see it as congruent behavior rather than being that creepy guy who only tries to talk to hot young girls - "I think I want the dark roast today, that light roast you guys gave me last time was rocket fuel! I have to be able to focus at work! They say dark roast has a little less caffeine though, right? Awesome, thanks man."

For the girl - "How's the tea here? I usually go to X but my buddy told me I should try this place. Love their coffee! OK, thanks, good luck with your project."

Add a sentence to every approach and you'll be rambling in no time but it all starts with that first step. Your next post in this thread should at least have a "Hi" in it, you'll never find out what works if you never try.

Post: #2987

I was walking on campus when a girl got close from behind me.
Me: Campus looks so beautiful these days.
She was a 10, tall confident, well dressed, wearing headphones. Smiled like was happy that I opened her.
We talked a tiny bit, she was turning and I was heading straight but I changed my way, I think she noticed it. Then she turned again, seemed to be going to a dead end. I said goodbye.

Went to a botanical garden. A girl was sitting at the little pond. At first was not willing to approach because she didn't look so good but I nonetheless went for it. But then she looked better than what I had perceived in a sneak peek. We talked about 10-15 minutes about the garden, growing plants, she asked me a few questions about what I did, etc. Was Indian (thought she was a Lantina) but was agreeable. Got her number.

Post: #2988

(10-18-2016 07:30 PM)Half Century Wrote:  Coffee Shop Fuck Up:
So there I was in a coffee shop, where I usually order to go for my commute. Free time today, decided to actually sit down there, having read Day Bang and wanting to try out this particular venue.

I'm looking good, got my long hair moussed, dressed well, slimmed down svelte from summer activities.

Casually scan the place for attractive women, see a really young blonde around 18-20 "working" on a laptop, reacting to something, no eye contact from my brief once-over glance nor any IOI, but her attention radar detected a man looking at her- could tell she enjoyed it.

Notice a blonde MILF around my age coming in the door, wearing tight leggings or exercise apparel (a very common daily "butt show" in this town), get eye contact, she holds it strong, like she was saying "You want something? Want to f*ck me?"

I know that challenging look. I was surprised, not used to eye contact from local hottie moms in this very discreet, conservative town (?) Knocked the words out of my mouth...

I slowly "browse" over to the area where the young blonde is fastened mentally to her computer. I sit about 20 feet away- hey, I am a little hesitant because she is probably not much older than my friend's daughter. I don't look at her, but keep my eyes on my cell, checking FB updates... I then sneak a few glances at this girl, and she's looking good, dressed casually but sexily enough to attract whoever might walk in, but I rarely see many men her age hanging out there . One elderly Asian man was sneaking little views of her, too.

Then , out of the blue, a 9++, late 20's/Early30's classic Brooke Shields beauty sits 5 feet across from my table. Very abundant thigh/butt juncture, long legs..I look at her like I recognize her, not smiling, and she looks back briefly at me like, what do you want?

No IOI. No smile. She proceeds to get her laptop out and earnestly focuses on that like a rocket scientist. Damn she was pretty, wow! There were no friendly vibes from her, and her silent bitch shield was rising.

I ventured a few glances, gave it some time. I don't think the 3 second or 3 minute rule applies in this situation. I was going to ease into an elderly opener, but I just could not think of anything to say, mind went blank, and she seemed oddly unapproachable, even though she was only 5 feet away and I was facing her table , direct side view of her.

I could just make an excuse that it was an American girl in the USA, but I think I ejected too soon.

I know Giovanny would have approached all three woman within 15 minutes. That's what pisses me off --that I didn't even try.

Not sure if the elderly indirect approach or slow indirect approach style that I had planned to implement would have worked so well, or whether or not I would have wanted to work that hard. Maybe just a direct smile and hello or anything to get her attention. I mean confident and direct.
She was maybe waiting for me to do just that.....

I relate to some of the thing you say. Trying to make/force eye contact is a passive form of interaction and you can just forget about it. I've "creped out" countless women by trying to force eye contact. Forget about it, just take a glance to assess her and to come up with an observational opener. If eye contact happens naturally, good, if not no problem. I read on Heartiste that a woman does not think much of a man until he approaches.

@Gorgiass: True but it can make a girl jealous if you approach another one in front of her.

Post: #2989

Texted the Indian girl the day after and she rebuffed me with a lame "you've texted the wrong number".
One thing I sorely lack is the edge. I feel fatigued most of the time and also usually cheer up when talking to a girl so I give the vibe of an "excited flimsy nerd". But I like to give out the vibe of a callous criminal instead!

Post: #2990

(10-18-2016 07:30 PM)Half Century Wrote:  Coffee Shop Fuck Up:
So there I was in a coffee shop, where I usually order to go for my commute. Free time today, decided to actually sit down there, having read Day Bang and wanting to try out this particular venue.

I'm looking good, got my long hair moussed, dressed well, slimmed down svelte from summer activities.

Casually scan the place for attractive women, see a really young blonde around 18-20 "working" on a laptop, reacting to something, no eye contact from my brief once-over glance nor any IOI, but her attention radar detected a man looking at her- could tell she enjoyed it.

Notice a blonde MILF around my age coming in the door, wearing tight leggings or exercise apparel (a very common daily "butt show" in this town), get eye contact, she holds it strong, like she was saying "You want something? Want to f*ck me?"

I know that challenging look. I was surprised, not used to eye contact from local hottie moms in this very discreet, conservative town (?) Knocked the words out of my mouth...

I slowly "browse" over to the area where the young blonde is fastened mentally to her computer. I sit about 20 feet away- hey, I am a little hesitant because she is probably not much older than my friend's daughter. I don't look at her, but keep my eyes on my cell, checking FB updates... I then sneak a few glances at this girl, and she's looking good, dressed casually but sexily enough to attract whoever might walk in, but I rarely see many men her age hanging out there . One elderly Asian man was sneaking little views of her, too.

Then , out of the blue, a 9++, late 20's/Early30's classic Brooke Shields beauty sits 5 feet across from my table. Very abundant thigh/butt juncture, long legs..I look at her like I recognize her, not smiling, and she looks back briefly at me like, what do you want?

No IOI. No smile. She proceeds to get her laptop out and earnestly focuses on that like a rocket scientist. Damn she was pretty, wow! There were no friendly vibes from her, and her silent bitch shield was rising.

I ventured a few glances, gave it some time. I don't think the 3 second or 3 minute rule applies in this situation. I was going to ease into an elderly opener, but I just could not think of anything to say, mind went blank, and she seemed oddly unapproachable, even though she was only 5 feet away and I was facing her table , direct side view of her.

I could just make an excuse that it was an American girl in the USA, but I think I ejected too soon.

I know Giovanny would have approached all three woman within 15 minutes. That's what pisses me off --that I didn't even try.

Not sure if the elderly indirect approach or slow indirect approach style that I had planned to implement would have worked so well, or whether or not I would have wanted to work that hard. Maybe just a direct smile and hello or anything to get her attention. I mean confident and direct.
She was maybe waiting for me to do just that.....

This happens to me as well and I beat myself up about it. I make excuses when I'm there and don't approach. It's important to remember that you have nothing to lose!

Go in there with positive high energy and see what happens. The feeling of not doing something kills me these days.

Post: #2991

(10-18-2016 07:30 PM)Half Century Wrote:  I know Giovanny would have approached all three woman within 15 minutes.

Who knows?

Coffee shops are not my sweet spot.

I might have talked to them but that doesn't guarantee that they would have liked me..

Anyways, here is my general advice..

(10-18-2016 07:30 PM)Half Century Wrote:  blonde MILF

get eye contact, she holds it strong, like she was saying "You want something? Want to f*ck me?"

Eye contact management and engagement is crucial!

When a woman holds eye contact...

I like to acknowledge it.. (This often works better than ignoring it)

I call it an "Eye Approach"

I do this by smiling, in some way:

-soft, half smile

-smirk

-eye brow raise

-quick smile

- nod

- eye smile

- humored facial expression

This lets her know that you recognized the eye contact

--

Now, that the eye contact has been recognized, you are no longer a random stranger..

You are now the stranger who gracefully acknowledged the eye contact.

You are now the stranger who was not afraid to smile at a pretty girl.

Now, when you approach her, there is already a little bit of a connection.
--

After the eye contact acknowledgment...

I like to approach quickly, like immediately or within a few minutes..

Sort of, continuing on the slight momentum that was created with the smile..

*

Upon receiving eye contact from a pretty girl...

Most guys look away or have a neutral, dumbfounded look on their face..

This is often less effective than the acknowledgement that I just described.

Use her eyes to break the ice!

(10-18-2016 07:30 PM)Half Century Wrote:  a 9, late 20's/early30's classic beauty sits 5 feet across from my table.

she looks back briefly at me like, what do you want?

No IOI. No smile.

Again, acknowledge the eye contact immediately..

As soon as she looked at you, you could sense that she was wondering what your intentions were..

A smile or a verbal response would have put her mind at ease, giving you an opportunity to talk to her, and put the pressure on her to be socially graceful..

You did nothing.

She looked away.

The opportunity was gone.

I believe that most "bitch shields" are fake. Girls put up a "bitch shield" to appear unapproachable and thus they won't get bothered.. But, these fake shields are easily melted by a little masculine playfulness

(10-18-2016 07:30 PM)Half Century Wrote:  That's what pisses me off --that I didn't even try.

I know.. Not trying is the worst.

When that happens to me, I aggressively go out and find 10 other girls that look JUST LIKE THE ONE I failed to approach.

That's the only thing that makes me feel better.

(10-18-2016 07:30 PM)Half Century Wrote:  Maybe just a direct smile and hello or anything to get her attention.

Yup.

This is exactly what I am describing above!

(10-18-2016 07:30 PM)Half Century Wrote:  I mean confident and direct.

You seem like a confident and direct man.

Being confident and direct doesn't always work but it will certainly help you develop your social skills.

With practice, you learn how to be confident and sort of subtly indirect and direct at the same time!

(10-18-2016 07:30 PM)Half Century Wrote:  She was maybe waiting for me to do just that.....

I think she was.

Not necessarily because she wanted to fuck you. (I don't know)

But, because that is what she would like to see from a confident man like yourself.

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(10-20-2016 10:33 PM)Gorgiass Wrote:  ramble till you can't anymore

I think rambling is over rated. (but, necessary for beginners)

It's better to get the girl rambling!

She will offer a glimpse into he mind!

(10-17-2013 11:22 AM)Giovonny Wrote:  Getting her to ramble means that she is investing more into the interaction. You want her to open up and share deep feelings and emotions. When people open up to you, they feel more connected to you.

It's important to be a good listener and ask good probing questions. Open ended questions that guide her towards emotional closeness with you. You want her to get comfortable sharing her secrets with you. Thats the goal, at least.

Roosh wrote "Bang" years ago. His game has evolved a lot since then. I think his concept of "rambling" has also evolved. In "Bang", "rambling" is described as a tool/skill to help you prolong a conversation. Its a concept to help newbies.

As your game gets better, I think its important the Ramble With A Purpose.

Ramble to engage her hamster. Ramble to engage her emotions. Ramble to invite her to ramble.

Also, don't forget to playfully tease her occasionally. They are all insecure. Identify her insecurities and tease her about them, WITH A SMILE ON YOUR FACE!

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(10-26-2016 08:09 PM)duedue Wrote:  She was a 10

I was heading straight but I changed my way, I think she noticed it.

Ouch!

When you're walking with a girl and you commit to walking in a particular direction... Then, suddenly you change directions just to continue talking to them, they sometimes notice and get a little creeped out.

It has happened to me many times.. It is just one of the unique factors in regards to Street Gaming..

Now, when I feel the need to change directions, I try to do it without her noticing OR I will just be open about it and say..

"I was gonna go north but you seem cool and I have a few minutes, so, do you wanna walk and talk for another block?"

Often times, they decline, but sometimes, if they like me, they agree to it.

Other times, when we get to a "fork in the road" and we seem to be going in opposite directions... I go for the number or email or whatever.

Post: #2992

Walking down a busy, downtown street... I spot a tall, slim, sexy, blond up ahead of me.. I quickly walk ahead of her for a few steps to let her observe me...

Then, I slow down a bit and open her from the side...

me: I hope it doesn't rain on your nice shoes
her: oh they'll be fine
me: ya a little water never killed anybody
her: right
me: are you visiting san francisco
her: i am
me: from where
her: philly
me: oh do u go to upenn?
her: i used to. wow good guess
me: how is san francisco treating you?
her: i love it

Blah, blah, blah...

We walked and talked.

She was visiting a friend.

me: I know your friend is probably ur tour guide but I was thinking of asking you if you wanted to get coffee or something sometime?
her: umm, well,

NEXT!
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At the Department of Motor Vehicles..

I make eye contact with a sexy, hard bodied, latina...

I immediately nod and slightly smile at her in a lighthearted way.

She is at the waiting area.. I walk over to her.. We make eye contact again..

She has a tattoo..

me: what is your tattoo
her: oh its the lotus flower
me: i love the lotus flower
her: u do? why?
me: because it grows out of the mud and becomes beautiful
her: haha correct

her: do u have any tattoos?
me: well yes and no
her: huh?
me: i don't have any ink on my body but my body itself is my artwork

I show her my arms.

me: this one stands for innocence and purity.

I show her my other arm.

me: this one stands pure potential
her: I get it. That's an interesting perspective.
me: thanks, ya I like to keep my body clean as a reminder that I was born pure and the world is what made me crazy
her: lol

We chatted for a minute about art and culture.

me: are you familiar with the theory of relativity?
her: ummmm not really?

I explained the theory of relativity to her, in a fun way.

She liked it.

My number got called and I had to go up t the counter...

me: I'll be right back
her: ok

I came back with my number written on a piece of paper.

me: hey it was nice talking to you and I don't know if your available but I wanted to give you my number
her: hehe ok

I'm still waiting for her call..

**Even though she hasn't called me yet, I think I got a positive response from her because of the way I entered the situation. I was the first to smile and I was the "First to Speak" **

--

Walking near a college campus, a beautiful, young latina with a smoking body is walking right towards me in all Oakland A's gear..

me: oh the A's baby!
her: hehe
me: I love the A's
her: ya me too haha
me: how was school today?
her: it was good
me: you must be a psychology student
her: why do you say that?
me: cause you seem smart and aware
her: oh haha thanks

Very pleasant girl. We chat for a few minutes..

me: should take you out for ice cream sometime
her: you can come by my church
me: huh?
her: ya we have bible study and 7pm on tuesdays and thursdays
me: ok I will, maybe..

I tried getting her number but she insisted that if I wanted to see her, I would have to come by her church.

I probably will not go see her at church but I really, really respect this young lady because of her commitment to her faith.. It was cool to talk to her and see how she handled my approach.. She was so classy and at peace about it all.

She didn't even reject me! She sort of seemed interested.

She just insisted that if I want to see her, I would have to attend her church. I guess she was a religious girl and wanted a religious guy.

I don't know but she was charming and beautiful and if I was a religious type guy, I would be at her church every Sunday!

Amen.

NEXT!

**The momentum for this approach was generated by my fun, light-hearted opener -- "Oh the A's baby!" -- This was energetic, lively and congruent with the situation as it was based on what she was wearing.. I did not hesitate when I saw her.. As soon as we made eye contact, I smiled and opened her with joy and non neediness.. I enjoyed approaching her, I think that's why she had a positive response. **

--

At the mall, I see a beautiful, light skinned black girl with curly hair and a great body

We are in a clothing store when I spot her..

I don't know what I'm going to say but instinctively, I walk over to her...

I get close..

me: oh baby look at that hair (with a big grin in my face)
her: hehehe
me: is that your hair? No im just kidding!! I already got in trouble this week for messing with a black woman's hair!!
her: oh my goodness, what!?!?
me: ya it was her fault tho
her: haha

Luckily, she didn't mind me making comments about her hair!

We chatted for minute about clothes..

me: I wanna take you out to lunch or something
her: oh
me: ya would you be down for something like that
her: um well I am seeing someone at the moment
me: is that someone black, white, asian, or latin
her: he's black
me: maybe you need a slightly older, slightly lighter skinned option in your life?
her: you are funny
me: thank you
her: well, I work at Nordstroms up the street if you wanna come by and do lunch sometime

She declined giving me her number so I don't think this will go anywhere.. Maybe, she just wants a free lunch but who knows?

I will go see her and try my best!

--

Driving in my car, I see a beautiful. young tourist walking along the ocean.. I could tell she was from out of town...

We make slight eye contact as I slow down at a red light.

Sitting at the red light, I honk my horn at her.. She turns and looks.. I wave.. She just smiles...

The light turns green and I pull off but there is a slow down ahead..

Again, she walks near my car...

I pull over and honk my horn at her again... She looks again.. I roll my window down..

me: come say hi

She takes a few cautious steps towards my car... Seemingly interested but not sure if I am a crazy man or not...

me: don't worry, I'm don't wanna kidnap you, I just wanna say hi
her: hi
me: where are you from?
her; chicago
me: what ya doing out here?
her: vacation
me: welcome to san francisco, I would love to show you around sometime
her: oh my gosh, hehe, thanks but I don't know, I'm with my family..
me: wanna take my email or something?
her: i mean, we're leaving tomorrow so..
me: its ok, enjoy the rest of your vacation, come back and see me soon
her: haha ok

NEXT!

--

Farmers market, I see a sexy, caramel skinned latina with a tight body waiting by the entrance..

We make eye contact... I smile... She holds the eye contact for just a moment..

I walk right over to her..

me: hey how is your farmers market going?

She talked for about 5 minutes!

She is from Brazil.

Every question that I asked her caused her to talk for minutes at a time!

I think she was excited to practice her English with a native speaker

me: sao paulo is like new york, san francisco is like rio de janiero
her: yes exactly

Blah, blah, blah..

me: should we get a beer sometime?
her: yes, let get a beer soon

That was my easiest approach in a long time. (we'll see how easy it is to get her naked)

Honestly, I think the success of this approach was spared by my LACK OF HESITATION at the beginning.. I'm sure this girl gets solid eye contact from guys all day long... I'm sure 99% of the guys do not take action; or they hesitate and start displaying their fear...

I have basically trained myself to not hesitate.

We looked at each other, we both sort gave a soft smirk/smile -- I immediately walked over and said hello..

She had to respect me.

That is what it felt like. It felt like she respected me because I waked over to her within 3 seconds of getting eye contact..

She could sense my lack of fear.. I think this comforted her mind and caused her to speak freely and openly.

Sexy, Brazilian girl.

I texted her a few hours later, she replied.. I'll try to set a date soon!

--

In an Uber-Carpool, a cute, young, blond gets in the car...

me: hi how are you?
her: hey im good, you?
me: awesome, thanks, how was school?
her: oh I just had one class today.

Blah, blah, blah..

Conversation usually flows smoothly in these Uber-Pools because you are forced to sit next to to strangers...

We causally chatted about the weather, sports, etc.

Then, with one comment, the vibe changed..

me: I'm sort of a breakfast sandwich snob

She had a very strong positive reaction to this!

her: oh my god, that is so funny! I love how you are like proud of that!
me: yes, I'm very proud to say that I need quality bread, cheese, and meat on my breakfast sandwich
her: I love it

I could see her getting excited about my breakfast sandwich snobbery.

her: I love your passion
me: thank you and do you want to know something else?
her: yes
me: I often add potatoes and avocado
her: wow
me: and quality hot sauce of course
her: of course

She was a foodie type of chick. I know the language of food.

her: I work at one of the best breakfast sandwich spots in town
me: no way, I gotta come by
her: that'd be awesome.

Got her number.

I'm going to see her and try her breakfast sandwich today!

Hopefully, I'll be eating her "sandwich' tonight!

Post: #2993

^Gio, your approach reports are always helpful and today, made me feel a better about starting to approach again and often.

I've been in a bit of a funk as my main 19 year old plate recently called it quits. I was cool about it and knew it would happen ( had a good 4 month run with her ) due to our age difference and her being surrounded by college guys, but I didn't have many other prospects now so feeling a little stale.

I did a half hearted approach at the grocery today on a stunning blonde but my low energy didn't help.

I'm going to keep reading this thread and start approaching with renewed vigor this week.

Keep up the solid reports!

Post: #2994

It's amazing what will 'click' for girls. Could be your tie, your drink order, the book you are reading, where you've lived, your car, anything.

Post: #2995

Don't we all feel like this sometimes?

Post: #2996

delete

Post: #2997

I haven't been logging my approaches for some time. I've been doing so about 4 - 5 times a week the past month or so.

Like most of my approaches, this one has quite a bit of brevity; the following isn't 100% verbatim.

A couple of hours ago (close to 15:00), I was riding the tram into the city when I turned and noticed an HB8 sitting back-to-back with me. A brunette more on the dirty-blonde side, she was wearing a black tank top that contrasted with her skin.

I got up and walked towards the doors, and glancing her way, had her return my gaze with a smile.

"What's that tattoo you've got there?" I opened, gesturing to the one on her inner forearm.

"It's a lotus," she replied perkily, offering me a closer look. "It's a bit squished (Forgot exactly what she explained, something about the detail being smudged)."

Me: He was new to the job, eh.

Her: Nah, nah he wasn't *blah blah*.

Me: It gives it a little more more detail.

Her: Yeah, *blah* . . . what are you up to today?

I still was about 5 stops away, so I grabbed a seat perpendicular to her.

Me: I'm off to meet a friend for coffee.

Her: Ah yeah, it's a ice day for that.

And it was indeed, it's a gorgeous mid-spring day, with the mercury in the mid twenties Celsius.

Me: yeah, especially if it leads towards a job.

*Slight interest from her as we chat about the vital stats of what it's about*\

Her: So what you studying?

Me (smiles): How did you guess that I was a student?

Her: Oh you just looked the type....I dunno, young and intelligent.

Me: I'm not so young anymore.

Her: How old are you?

Me: 28. (I'd normally have had her guess, but I couldn't be stuffed.)

Her: Wow! You've really managed to keep your youthful looks. *paraphrased, but something to that effect (She wasn't trying to butter me up, I do, and people always comment on that)*

Me: Thank you! I'll milk it for all it's worth for some time. *Paraphrased again*

Her (laughing): So what did you study?

Me: Engineering.

Her: Which one? Mechanical, civil, electrical . . . ?

Me: Mechanical . . . you're really clued in to the different types of eng., aren't you?

Her (smiles): I'm studying building and property management, so yeah, I'd definitely have to have a bit to do with them.

We chatted a bit more about how long we've got to go before finishing study, then what we were working in currently, building a bit more comfort talking about our shared experiences working in retail.

I teased her about not being able to contribute to her work at a fashion boutique, because I got most of my clothes from op shops. I was being ironic -- I was at that time smartly dressed in business casual.

She defended me on the value and merits of op shopping, to which I said my folks weren't terribly for it. The conversation went towards what my mum and dad do, and she went into a little ramble about the importance of finance know-how.

I must've asked her something about what that meant to her, and she said that her partner's family was into generating income off investment protery.

Fuck. I could've ejected there and then, but was nice enough to play along until my stop.

We bantered a bit about her study, her upcoming trip to Bali, and as our travel conversation was building momentum, I told her that the stop that just came up was mine. (Truth)

"OK," we locked eyes. "Really nice to meet you!"

"Yeah, you too," I replied.

Tl;dr -- IOI showed from a HB7.5/8 on the tram, she volunteers the fact that she has a boyfriend despite our conversation catching on like a house on fire.

Post: #2998

Met with my man Elmo Lewis at a pub.
He wanted some details about my recent lays (1, 2).

The pub was fairly empty, and I was really tired from that back-to-back thing (I was also seeing my 2 harem girls during the course of the last days).

The bartender came to service us. Cute, short, HB6 bordering HB7. Her body language was stiff to some extent, and she kept her distance.

"Why don't you hit on her?" He asked.
Told him I'm tired, but also that there were no IOIs.

She came back later, after he tried (and failed) to convince two other girls to join our table.
She opened up a little bit.
Started to engage her. The hook was cooking.
I teased her about not preparing to cook, and told her a couple of recipes.

Elmo Lewis pushed me to get the number. I estimated it at a 50%.

When we left, he pushed me back. I went in, engaged her with another dish and told her, looking her straight in the eye that we should meet to cook together.
She gave me her number.

Texting the following day led to nothing. As I expected.

Still have a harem to take care of.

Post: #2999

Walking by the park today saw a small Asian chick on a bench by herself. She's inside a fence and I'm on the sidewalk. She doesn't see that I double back since she's watching the soccer players and sort of on her phone. I walk by and ask if she knows a good place to eat, ramble after her suggestion and get a little food talk going, then we're talking about the neighborhood.
Conversation's going ok, but she doesn't bit on the "where I'm from" bait. I think about ejecting but her buying temperature isn't dead. Eventually she lets go that she'a from lived in DC, and I say I went to school there. So she bites and asks what school.
Some more convo about that and I get another nibble and we a talk a bit more.
She gets up to go and I go for the number, she says she's in a relationship.
I ask "Are you happy?" with a smirk and she says yes.
Whatevs.
She was decently cute and nice but not much above a 6.

Post: #3000

I moonlight as a bartender at an Italian restaurant, and on Friday night gamed two of the waitresses for most of my shift, one whom I'd not worked with yet — it was my second day on the job. There's a bit of comfort involved as these weren't purely approaches, so I'm not sure if it belongs in this thread.

(I know, don't shit where you eat, but hospitality is a pretty big exception to the rule.)

On Saturday, I was bartending at one of the Melbourne Spring Racing meetings.

I spotted a couple of potential customers at the corner scan our menu before making to head off. I made my way over and opened them (probably a DLV — I should have waited for them to come my way), a 6 and an HB8, around my age or a bit younger.

Me: Trying to decide on something, ladies?

HB8: We're not quite sure yet.

6: Can you recommend something to us?

Me: *brief spiel on our cocktail specials, emphasising the gin drink, kept equal contact with a few sharp glances at HB8. I think I cold read the HB8 with something like "you look like you're not just your average vodka drinker".*

HB8: We need to call our friend first.

6: Yeah we promised to bring her back up for drinks.

Me: *Forgot what I said*

Forgot about them until about half an hour later when they showed up in the queue. The queue flow landed them in front of me.

Me: You couldn't resist me!

6: Nah we couldn't. We couldn't. We had to try those drinks. I'll have *name of 1st cocktail I recommended*.

HB8: And I'll have *cocktail I recommended for her*.

Me: I'm glad you listened to me . . . I feel so touched now!

Probably a beta thing to say; HB8 looked down and giggled.

I ignored that and ploughed on.

Me: Didn't bring your friend along?

6: She didn't feel like coming up *blah blah*

Me: Doesn't appreciate bar skills like you do . . . so it's just the three of you?

HB8: Nah there's more . . .

6: We just met today!

Me: Oh yeah? What did you bond over?

I was keeping my eyes locked on them while making her drink

6: Her beauty. *gesturing towards HB8*

Me: Yeah I see we've got the same taste in beauty, bet she loved that.

6: Her name's Jasmine. What's yours?


Me: JWLZG. Jasmine, really? Your folks must've really enjoyed Aladdin.

*Might have sounded stupid -- I doubt she was that young; whatever.

HB8: Yeah sure I think so.

Me: Your dress is even the same colour as Princess Jasmine's. *Which it was* I'm seeing a pattern with that and your jewellery -- very Egyptian, very Cleopatra.

HB8: *Something about her interests in fashion blah blah.*

I'd finished making her drink and pushed it across the bar.

Me: Here's your drink and I'll have your number in return.

I pulled a pen from my lanyard and a napkin from behind the bar and proferred both to her. She wrote it down compliantly and handed it over. 6 stared at me, I think she said something, I forgot.

My supervisor had a word with me right after about not making the drinks (I was on cashier duty that shift, so I wasn't strictly supposed to). Doesn't matter; in turn, the bar manager asked incredulously, "Did you just get her number?"

I grinned sheepishly, and answered almost defiantly, "....yes."

"Eeeyyyy!!" He looked like he wanted to slap my back. He boasted to the other bartenders about my number close.

"He's taking one for the team!"

I felt about 6 inches taller. My colleagues' attention seemed to be on me for the next 5 minutes.

I spied them sitting a couple of metres from the bar. The HB8 caught my eye and smiled.

I told the bar manager I had to go to the loo about 15 minutes later.

"Off to talk to your girlfriend, eh?" He grinned.

"Nah, it's legit, I swear, " I held up my palm. He laughed, not believing me. I did have to pass by them.

On my way back, the 6 called out, "Hey JWLZG!"

I locked eyes with them, smiled, and said nothing.

They came back to the bar another 15 minutes later, but ended up getting served by another bartender. The 6 smiled at me, the HB8 barely looked at me.
About an hour later, I approached the hottest of 3 customers that ended up in front of me; a blonde HB9 that resembled Diane Krüger. She'd be a 10 without a handful of tattoos on her limbs.

HB9: We'll have *name of drink*.

I let the bartender that was buddied with me make the drinks this time while I handled the cash.

I indicated to a tattoo on her forearm that said "Love *something*.

Me: What does that tattoo on your arm say?

She held it up in front of me.

HB9: It says "Love Anyway".

Me: Yeah, what does that mean to you?

HB9: Oh it means that love will come to you no matter what blah blah.

Me: And you feel that it's something waiting for us at the end blah blah.

HB9: Yeah of course, I think that blah blah.

Me: Where do you come across ideas like this?

HB9: I think it's poetry that's influenced me blah.

Me: Do you write poetry?

My colleague had passed the drinks over; I had to wrap up quick.

HB9: Nah I don't.

Me: Pass me your number and we can go over a bit of that.

HB9 *leans in*: I'll come back later.

Surprise surprise, they never did.

Both my colleagues ended up ribbing me over that. One of them went on about how she was out of my league, the other said, "if she rejects you, I'll laugh in your face."

Fuck them.

I actively gamed a few more of my female customers throughout my shift, but wasn't really into any of them and remember those interactions even less.

I texted HB8 last night without any expectations, got a positive response this morning, about 3 hours ago ("Haha very good! How was the rest of your shift?").

Game on.