Saturday, July 26th: Bonus, Two Full FR's
10 Approaches, night street game/"gutterball game"
2 kind of sort of instant dates
0 number closes
Think I missed a window of opportunity during this mini-instant date
It's midnight. I see a lithe blonde scramble out of a taxi in front of this swanky apartment building near some bars. She's barreling up the steps so I jump up from sitting on the curb and
yell out to her just as she opens the door.
Me: Hey! Hey! Hold up! I just saw you a second ago I have to say hi
Her:
*looks back, curious/pleasant expression*
Me: Your dressed pretty classy right now. I'm guessing you just came from high-brow event. Probably drinking white wine all evening?
Her: Hahaha, well kind of. I was out with some friends.
Me: Yes, I can tell that you were having fun. It seems like you still have some party left in the tank though.
Her: Well my friend lives in the burbs (suburbs) so she had to head on home. You know
Me: Oh yeah. That's the thing about the burbs. So far away, no fun. We'll have to get you back out again. Can't waste the night
Her: haha, noo, noo I'm kind of tired. I gotta get up early blah blah blah
Me: You smile very brightly with your eyes
*my genuine observation, her eyes were really smiling*
Her:
*she looks away and her eyes roll up, I sense a little contempt in it, almost as if she's miming "kissass." I frown a little bit*
Me: Hey what's your name?
*we exchange names and shake hands*
I look down at her legs and notice that they're very well developed. Not muscular and ugly - firm and shapely. I cannot resist commenting on them because I find them that nice.
Me: Wow, you have very sexy legs. I love your calves. You must be a biker?
Her:
*she nods, smiles. I can almost hear her lizard "hsssssss"* Yeah, actually I am. It's just genetic though - I didn't work for them. Actually I try not to work them out because I don't want them bigger!
Me: No, no, get them bigger! Make them huge! I'm so jealous.
*I point out my small calves and pretend to whine about my struggles to develop them in the gym*
Me: See, I try in the gym a little
Her:
*she nods approvingly* I can see that
Me:
*did she just compliment me? YES!* But they just won't respond.
Her: hahahaha
At this point, I remembered Roosh's post about the need for a little thirst. I looked at her more closely. I did find her very attractive and I wanted some positive experiences to help this horrible, bleak losing streak so I persisted.
Me: Well the way I see it, you have two options. Either you could go to bed now and toss and turn all bored, wondering what you missed out on if we had hung out...or..you could come with me and have a little adventure.
Her:
*she makes a jovial grimace as if weighing the options.*
Me: Here, let's just take a seat on the steps here a chat. Just for a sec.
Her:
*to my surprise she smiles and immediately relents* Okay!
We chat for a few minutes (2 or 3), with mostly her talking. I grope one of her fingers once to check her nail polish, some light kino on the arm here and there. She tells me she doesn't like tattoos. I then suggest that our adventure be that she gets one tonight, "to remember our moment." I then get her chatting about a dream vacation.
Then, she just looks at me. I look back at her. Nothing is said for what feels like 10 seconds (it's maybe four in actuality). The thought crosses my mind "maybe she would be willing to move to a bar now? lol, what if I went for the make out?" I'm in my head calculating my next move when she suddenly jumps up and say "OKAY! Goodnight!!"
Me: Hey, wait a second!
Her: Nope, I gotta go!
Me:
*something about adventure, we need to grab a drink, whatever*
Her: Nope sorry
*she's smiling brightly and has one foot in the door to her apartment now*
Me:
*persisting once more, she's not having it*
Me: Well then hey let's hang out another time, what's your number?
Her: You know where I live!
*she smiles, shuts the door, walks in and away*
Not once during that maybe 10 minute encounter did she ask me a personal question. I was screwed anyway since I'm not old enough to drink. Couldn't bounce anywhere that would let me in, except maybe the convenience store, which I only realized much later.
Random Mystery method guy saves me from a set with a hot girl who was talking my ear off while I just happened to hate women
The other instant date, I was feeling emotionally turbulent and actually had some tears in my eyes that I was trying to hide at one point while in conversation with this girl. This sexy asian chick -truly, she could be on tv- just would not stop talking to me after I opened her. i only opened her to reach ten approaches and call it a night. She even asked my name, stuck out her hand to shake, and insinuated that she was single; she also asked me two personal questions (after 15 minutes of her verbal spit up) though I could tell she didn't give a rats ass about my responses because she just launched into her soliloquy again. I kept on thinking - does she not see that I am suffering right now? I was actually miserable and sort of feeling contempt for her and women at large. The great irony is that as she was talking I actually really,
really just wanted her to go away, even though I objectively found her very attractive (I was in a toxic head space for a while, upset about game and other stuff). And yet she just decided to carry on the conversation.
This was my last approach at around 2am and I was just so over women, exhausted, and ready to crawl into a hole.
Then this taller, handsomer, incredibly muscular guy who was pea cocking with a plastic king's crown and a huge button that says "Birthday Boy" barreled into the set and opened us with "hey, can I get you two's opinion on something?" I nearly shat myself. I wondered if God was laughing at me. He then launches into a verbatim mystery method "My friend lied about xyz, I woke up in NYC, a stripper got mad at me for abc DHV" story
and actually reads this girl's palm. It was a total "wow, just wow moment." I saw her give me dirty looks three or four times while he was talking, as if she wanted to escape.
Only moments before she told me how she hated lame pickup lines and routines because "they only make me wonder how fast I can get away." Apparently guys had been hitting on her all night. I was thankful for his interjection though because at the moment I hated the female population and was only keeping up conversation with her out of some twisted sense of game ethic. She made me feel even more contempt for female duplicity because at the same time that she gave me looks to show her disdain for this guy's material, she made forced fake laughs and encouraged his antics. I faked a phone call and got the hell out of there so that I could go mope in peace.
I'm gonna take a day or two to just...chill.
I need a few days to just chill out. Like some sort of destruction derby hobbyist, I've taken one too many hits to the head with this game thing. I've
never felt as bad as I felt last night. For the record, I believe that Asian girl was not at all a bad person and I don't hate women. I love women. I was just in a sour, sour place for a while and decided to write exactly what was going through my head. I applauded that pua's guts to approach her and I hope he took his wonderful prize.
Less bitching, more approaching to come soon.
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