Post: #1

To preface: I am an average looking Arab. 5' 9'', and ~180 lbs, about 9% bodyfat. Hipster bar in a relatively small city of ~80,000 people.

I step up to the venue and first stand outside and light a cigarette to get a feel for the patrons. Within a minute, two girls walk up and stand next to me. After about a minute, the uglier of the pair asks me for a lighter, and I light her up and her very cute friend. I open with "how are you guys doing," to which they are responsive. The hot friend (7.5-8) is making heavy eye contact, although I am dealing with two girls by myself so I have difficulty in isolating the one I want due to my lackluster game. About two minutes into our conversation, a blonde 7 I built rapport with two weeks ago approaches and begins talking to me. I have little interest in the 7 because she is probably STD-laden, but in the time I spend talking to her, the two girls jump ship and leave my orbit.

I walk into the venue and post up at the bar. A girl who I made out with about 10 days ago walks in with an ugly friend. Make-out girl is a 7, friend is probably a 5. Make-out girl pretends she doesn't see me and gets a table for her and her trollish-looking companion. After about fifteen minutes, I act like I incidentally see them and sit at their table, across from the make-out girl. I begin to aggressively DHV the girls, which raises questions, but the make-out girl quickly loses interest and beckons her friend for a cigarette. I bid my farewell to them and move on.

20 minutes later, a Mexican 6 approaches me and asks for a cigarette. I begin to neg her and eventually offer her a cigarette after a neg marathon. She seems intrigued and begins asking me questions while her beta-male friend gawks on silently. Once I grow bored with her, I tell her that I am going back inside to which she says that she is leaving the venue altogether.

Back inside, I meet a caucasian 7 at the bar. We make idle-talk and I buy her a shot. Stupidly, I pay for 12 dollars worth of shots and tell her to come smoke a cigarette with me. As we are smoking, she tells me that she has a boyfriend and that he is at the venue. I immediately feel rage building in my system, but things go better than planned, as her alleged "lover" is an utter beta male who allows me to spit game to her unmitigated. After a while, I tell the caucasian 7 that I am going back inside because she was boring me and her political stances were stupid.

Inside, I see the ex-girlfriend of a kid I beat up...in front of her, no less. I tap her on the shoulder, figuring that I had left an alpha impression on her. She immediately lights up upon seeing me and says she misses me, blah, blah. We talk until the bar is about 5 minutes to close. All of a sudden, caucasian 7 stomps into the bar and grabs me to tell me that she loved the conversation we had. Casually, I say I also appreciated the company and ask for her number, to which she initially hesitates, but her intentions are quite obvious so I push her. She gives me the digits and insists that I call her, despite the boyfriend waiting outside.

Five minutes later, the girl whose boyfriend I humiliated gives me her number. I ride home in a cab, alone.

All in all, it wasn't a completely shitty night. I feel like I will text caucasian 7 and the chick-whose-boyfriend-I-beat-up tomorrow.

Post: #2

So how did the followups turn out?

Post: #3

5'9 180 8% bf do you workout or something???