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tl;dr: Finally sat next to a hot girl on a plane. Game was tighter than an altar boy. Got the digits. Wont see each other for a month, so number is probably going to go stale.

No, not that wemetonaplane.com bullshit. Straight game and pulled the digits after an hour and half long flight.

I FINALLY had a hot girl sit next to me. I've been flying on planes pretty regularly since I was 14, and I have never had an attractive female sit next to me. I've always told myself that if it ever happens one day, I'm gonna pull out my Muhammad Ali level game so that girl will always remember sitting next to me, and hopefully more.

I'm on a small regional carrier. Two rows of two seats. The seat next to me is empty and the flight attendants are about to close the door. I'm pumped because I love sitting by myself on planes, I normally get the mouthbreathing behemoth that couldn't say no to a cupcake for the last 15 years.

I throw my headphones in a close my eyes. I feel a tap on my should and open my eyes to a goddess! Ok, thats exaggerating a bit, but this girl was a solid 8. Petite blonde that was well dressed, had a super cute face, and just looked like a nice pleasant person. The type of girl you bring home to mom and then lead her to a back room to defile after family dinner.

I'm in the aisle seat and shes trying to squeeze into the window seat next to me. She doesn't wait for me to get up, she just squeezes in giving me a perfect view of her ass. I put my head phones away, something tells me I wont need them.

I immediately open. Waiting a few minutes would have just been awkward. I know I have 90 minutes to make this work, so I'm slow rolling. I'm gonna recon the target, then prep it with artillery, then send in the ground troops to seize the objective.

I start off with just pleasantries and some small boring talk about where she lives, where shes going (Europe), and the weather. This last for about 10 and I find out she lives about a half hour away from me. She's 21 and doesn't go to college but has a decent job.

At this point we are about to take off. I notice her gripping the arm rests and realize she is scared of flying.

anti - "Your scared of flying aren't you?"
"not really scared, just nervous. Wait what was that noise!"
anti -laughing "Relax, it's a windy day, it's going to be a bumpy takeoff, but it will be fine"
"my hands are covered in sweat"

I drop the fact that I can fly airplanes, I don't tell her it's only small airplanes .

"Look at me. Everything is going to be fine. I'm a pilot. Everything you feel and hear is normal. Just keep looking at me. If I start to get nervous, then you can get nervous"

I grab her hand.
"Are you really a pilot?"
"No, I just stayed at a holiday inn express last night"

Then I start explaining what all the little sounds, feelings, etc the plane is making. She death grips my hand on take off, even closes the window.
A few times I will pretend to jump and look around real nervous, scaring the shit out of her, then look back at her and smile.

She finally calms down after a minute or two and I release her hand.

"Eww, your hands really are sweaty" and I proceed to wipe my hand off on her arm.

We bullshit some more. She asks what I do. I give her the quick rundown, and she thinks its badass. If you have a cool job, don't be afraid to talk about it.

I whip out the sky mall magazine. I bust out laughing when I see this bidet with a Ipad attachment. She has no clue what a bidet is, so I explain it her and tell her she's probably gonna see them when she goes to Europe. We look at a few more things in sky mall.

Surprisingly, there are also two semi-attractive chicks in the seats across the aisle from me! I'm in a row of 3 attractive females, with the blonde 8 sitting next to me. I'm in heaven.

I start talking to the girls across the aisle from me. Again just a few minutes of pleasantries. I wanted to show this blonde that I'm not talking to her just because she is cute, that I have social skills, and that other women approve of me. Social proof 101.

While I was doing this the blonde got up to use the bathroom, again just squeezing past me as a sat. I wanted to reach up and grab those hips, pull her down on my lap, and just mile-high rape the shit out of her....but I'm not a savage.

She comes back, squeezes back into the seat, and sits down. I ask her if they had a bidet in the plane. She busts out laughing.

At this point this girl is laughing at pretty much every little joke or snarky remark I make. I know she is attracted.

"I'm glad you sat next to me, normally I get this behemoth mouth breathing cupcake queen that I have to fight the arm rest for the entire flight"
"Yeah I'm tiny"
"Yeah too bad your a mouth breather"

Shock. I smirk. She laughs. Trolling the shit of women, they love it.

"Your so mean to me!" - always a good thing to hear this.

We banter back and forth a bit about my work and her work for a bit. The talk is starting to get boring so I want inject something else into it. I get her on the subject of animals and pets and just wait, I got something thats going to take her on an emotional rollercoaster.

"So do you have a dog"
I drop this entire story, pretty much word for word. /thread-34408-...#pid686976

Hook line and sinker. It starts off sad, has a great happy middle, and then just when they're expecting everything to have a happy ending, it screeches to a halt. I still miss my dog, but he would happy to know he's still helping me pick up chicks even after his death.

I talk to the girls across the aisle a bit. Go back to the blonde. We shoot the shit some more. I throw in some cocky-funny stuff every once in a while, mainly because that it is my attitude, but I don't over do. This is essentially day game, and you never want to come off too cocky during day game.

Again the conversation is starting to fizzle out. I pull out my phone and say:

"Want to see something that will blow your mind?"
"ummm, yeah i guess haha"

I then take my phone out and show her pictures of the project I built a bit back. It amazes everyone. She eats it up, says its coolest thing shes ever seen, etc.

Now we're about to land.

"OMG my hands are so sweaty again!"
"Don't worry, I guarantee this plane will end up on the ground eventually"
"your so not helping"
smirking "Remember, your only allowed to get scared when I get scared"

Grab her hand, and again explain all the different noises and movements of the plane. I pretend to get really scared again, but I can tell its starting to bother her so I stop. She's more scared of landing than taking off. It was a really windy day so we were bumping around all over the place.

anyways we land. as we are taxing around she tells me to put her email in her phone (she wants to hook me up with some free stuff from where she works, a large retail clothing chain). I give her my phone and tell her to put her contact info in.

I then shoot her a text with my name.

As we part ways I give her hug and tell her I will maybe see her sometime later. I also told her that one her next flight, since I wont be there, that whenever she is scared to just look at flight attendants.

She is going for about 2 weeks. I won't be back for a month. I check her facebook( she put first and last name in my phone) and she also has a boyfriend. So there is a very high probability this number is gonna go stale, and even if it doesn't I have the boyfriend to deal with as well.

Although, it is worth noting she didn't mention a boyfriend at all the entire flight. We talked about everything in her life, including some very hard illnesses in her family, but not a peep about the boyfriend. I only found out when I saw her facebook.

All in all, great flight. I'm actually kind of impressed with myself. I kept a constant conversation going with an attractive female for an hour and half as we were surrounded by a plane full of people and a flight attendant that was constantly scoping my game.

It was back to game 101: building comfort, initiating kino, buildin attraction, social proof, eliciting values, creating emotion, being cocky/funny, DHVs, etc.

I finally sat next to a hot female, and succeeded in gaming her. I accomplished one of my goals in life. I used it just about every aspect of game I know. It was one of those moments when you realize how valuable learning game is. It was poetic.

Anyways, how would you guys play the number? I'm not gonna see her for over a month. But she did promise to get me some free stuff. She has a boyfriend but didn't mention him. Any advice?

Post: #2

Nice you are now a member of the mile high club.

Post: #3

Congrats to AntiTrace for the display of tight game.

(03-27-2014 09:47 AM)soup Wrote:  Nice you are now a member of the mile high club.

I thought the mile high club was swooping a girl on the plane? I like G's guide for mile high club: http://www.thegmanifesto.com/2012/01/the...ml#content

Quote:Silver Level Status: Blower on plane from a girl met “cold”

Bronze Level Status: Shaker on plane from a girl met “cold”

Copper Level Status: Nudity on plane from a girl met “cold”

Gold Level Membership: swoop a girl on a plane that you have never met before.

Palladium Level Status: Swoop two separate girls at separate times on plane from a girls met “cold”

Platinum Level Status: Swoop two girls at the same time on plane from a girls met “cold”

Cherry Level Status: Swoop a virgin on plane from a virgin girl met “cold”

Post: #4

Great story. 10000 times better than my recent plane story. I sat next to a mother with a mentally challenged daughter (8-11 years old). Was being super nice and the daughter wanted to sit next to me. She was a sweet kid and I kept her entertained for a bit but at the end she started doing some weird stuff, touching me in places she shouldn't.. Strangely the mother didn't really say anything, just "oh she doesn't have any inhibitions.." No shit haha. Lesson: Pop in the headphones and read a book when your sitting next to strange people.

Besides that, I miss the old G Manifesto blog. "Cherry Status:" I just laughed out loud.

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Nice story, solid game. It's too bad that I don't think there's anything you can do about the number. I've had situations like that and when I finally text the girl they're ice cold. I think the only thing you can do is take a shot at asking her out asap, maybe right before you get back and have a date set for the next day or something.

As for plane stories, I only have one. I had a situation where my plane was delayed an hour so I went to the airport bar. Sat next to a decent chick who was a few years older than me, started talking to her, and got her digits before I bounced to get some food to take on the flight. I get to my seat on the plane early, then I see her walk on and she chooses to sit next to me (Southwest flight so open seating, she was one of the last on the plane). It was a 6 hour flight. I got bored of her 30 mins in and just passed out. Never texted her obviously.

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Quote:I still miss my dog, but he would happy to know he's still helping me pick up chicks even after his death.

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This was awesome to read ! Seriously brilliant, thanks for the story !

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Absolutely great read... sorry bout the dog but thats a great legacy for the pup. I use "i had a pug named *his name* from the time i was born... he died when we were both thirteen. Little dude was my best friend. The reason I love squishy faced dogs.*long pause, sad eye contact* *and flash back to expressionless* These are things that don't matter right now." to defuse boyfriend or i have class early tomorrow type comments. Usual response being shock... then laughter at the cold handling of it. Like the goldfish joke, but less cliche and establishes connection. (Pugs name excluded as it is unique and most all of my other online account names)

And reminded me of my one aiplrane story. Girl did modeling in new York, 18 (I was also 18), ended up having to move by her after my nephew got sick and puked in my seat so my mom (her original neighbor) could take care of him. Started talking, escalated the stories, got a kiss, started fingering her (they gave us blankets) and i got a hand job in coach on a flight back from Hawaii while everyone else in the cabin was asleep. Was about to transition to bathroom, and dammstewardesses came in at 7 AM waking everyone up with OJ and shit.
Apparently that makes me a Bronze Level Member. I want that card in my wallet.



As for the boyfriend... if she doesn't mention him. He doesn't exist as far as you are concerned. No need to remind her about it.

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Quote:I wanted to reach up and grab those hips, pull her down on my lap, and just mile-high rape the shit out of her....but I'm not a savage.

Hilarious

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still wish I wasn't leaving for a month. It's a damn shame to know the numbers most likely gonna go cold.

Post: #13

So here you have an example of a perfectly executed game on a perfectly receptive girl. She is isolated, bored, traveling and sees you as high value (nicely dressed, funny, social, a pilot on an airplane). Unfortunately your logistics are shit. And you've been flying since you were 14 hoping one day to pull out my Muhammad Ali level game..

What would need to happen for you to create a similar level of value and interest?

What if I told you that the only thing you need is an office with a nice leather couch

))

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im just gonna text her with the bidet inside joke and see how she responds.

worst case scenario is I go for the hail mary phone call when I'm back home. Its low percentage but I'd hate to throw away an 8, thats the price of the game.

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dont know what bidet is. Is it like whatsapp?

Anyways, best thing to do in this case is to be super chill, keep her memory of you alive and make further contact fun only.

So... if you have any funny links or interesting stories that could relate to your convo (the internet is abound with stuff), forward it to her. She responds enthusiastically. Keep this up 1-2 times a week at most until you get back, keep convo brief but happy. Then when you're back in town "I'm checking spot X out, and I need an expert on flight safety drills." If she mentions BF, "haha telling me about your problems already?"

it has to be as innocuous as possible. Plausible deniability. On the surface, you two are just "friends" and having a blast. Underneath, serious tingles are going on. If she gets nervous and is like "we can't do anything" reaffirm her: "of course not, silly! i'm not THAT desperate" or "yeah, only if I get drunk and you get lucky". Maybe find a way to let lose you have a "thing" with some "girl" and it's "complicated".

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I remember the first time I talked to a girl on a plane..

Post: #17

Great story. I've gotten girls' numbers on planes a couple times before but similarly had them go nowhere due to logistical issues (I'm still waiting for one to be either on a return flight where we both live in the same city or for us to be staying near each other at the destination). I don't think I'm as bold as you were, I generally treat it like a day-game approach and ramble until they initiate a personal chat with the plan of staying chill and non-cocky and eventually using GALNUC to get the number.

For a 90-minute flight I think the way you executed it was perfect. On longer flights I'll typically pass some of the time in the middle of the flight by sleeping, reading, or watching a movie and then actively spit game again down the home stretch, rather than continuously engage the girl for hours on end in a situation where it's difficult to escalate.

Let us know how this goes--it sounds like she was really attracted to you but a month is a long time to expect a lead to stay warm (especially a chick with a boyfriend).

Post: #18

Good story. I probably fly around twenty times a year, and I think the last time I sat next to even a moderately attractive woman was 2004. Most of the time, I'm stuck next to an overweight dude. I consider myself lucky the times when the guy next to me is not a snorer.

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(03-28-2014 02:55 AM)ElJefe Wrote:  dont know what bidet is. Is it like whatsapp?

hahahaha no, it's not an app.



It was invented in french brothels so that the ladies could wash themselves between costumers. I don't live in a brothel, but i like and don't like to live without my bidet. It's... refreshing to use it after a major dump. It's more of a southern european thing.

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Yes, when I first realized bidets were nonexistent in the US I thought it was so strange, I thought EVERYONE had a bidet in their bathroom.

Anyway, great story.

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(03-27-2014 09:34 AM)AntiTrace Wrote:  Anyways, how would you guys play the number? I'm not gonna see her for over a month. But she did promise to get me some free stuff. She has a boyfriend but didn't mention him. Any advice?

I would just start meeting new girls and not think about this one too much...

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(03-30-2014 06:19 AM)travolta Wrote:  

(03-27-2014 09:34 AM)AntiTrace Wrote:  Anyways, how would you guys play the number? I'm not gonna see her for over a month. But she did promise to get me some free stuff. She has a boyfriend but didn't mention him. Any advice?

I would just start meeting new girls and not think about this one too much...

already done. picked up a cute 19 year old the other night. Great body. But then again most 19 year olds have great bodies.

Also got another chick last night. Not as much of a looker as the 19 year old, but she was eager to please.

Still want to get my hands on that blonde. Just because its a long shot doesn't mean Its not worth going for. And just because you go for a long shot doesn't mean your desperate.

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I've been flying since I was 8, and STILL haven't had this happen. True, I haven't flown as much recently, but you'd think law of averages would dictate I eventually sit next to at least a girl worth talking to. I'll see attractive girls, waiting to board, all the time when I'm heading out west to Vegas or LA, but somehow I never end up seated next to them.

One of the best flights I had, was November 2012 to Vegas. I had to work, so I took a later flight than my friends, but planned on napping on the plane, so I could stay up all night once I got there. Well, I woke up about mid-flight, and the guys behind me were getting really rowdy. I figured this was good, because I usually have drink vouchers, and I could use a few to land with a nice buzz and show up on the same level as my friends. Well, somehow, one of those guys and I ended up in the back of the plane, and the stewardesses were just giving us shot after shot for free. No action (it would've been a bad move at that time), but still a lot of fun. Had another fun flight back in 99/2000, sitting by pro wrestlers, Kurt Angle and Stone Cold Steve Austin, not the same kind of fun obviously.

So, celebrities? Yes. Hot girls? No.


Another quick, fun story, my brother - when he was about 7 - sat next to an attractive late 20s/early 30s woman, on a plane. Never one to let an age gap stop him, talking to her the whole trip and at the end of the flight this conversation took place:

Bro: Can I please have a pen?
Girl: Sure
Bro: Can I have a piece of paper?
Girl: Of course
Bro: Can I have your number?

CLASSIC!

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I installed a Persian shower to wash myself. A bidet takes up too much space.

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(03-30-2014 11:55 AM)CJ Wrote:  I figured this was good, because I usually have drink vouchers, and I could use a few to land with a nice buzz and show up on the same level as my friends. Well, somehow, one of those guys and I ended up in the back of the plane, and the stewardesses were just giving us shot after shot for free.

how do you get drink vouchers?