Just wondering if anyone’s experienced a similar progression/regression in their careers. Here’s the story:
About a year ago, I hit the form of my life. I was picking up left/right, had tons of options and then landed two solid 8.5+ pickups. Closed both with no trouble. One of those periods where everything falls into place and it all seems so effortless.
Met one in Philly. Met one in Vegas. The Vegas one models professionally in LA. Both were smoking and would most definitely smash any man's ego test with flying colors. They were exactly what everyone in DC would look for but would take years to find. (My solution to DC has been well-chronicled, along with many other posters on this forum… Head for the airport every weekend and don’t look back.)
For perspective, both of these girls made part or all of their living off their looks. The one in Philly turned out to be a complete flake after a month but I was able to carry on nailing the one in LA/Orange County for nearly four months when out there occasionally for work. Pretty impressive, I thought, considering she had/has no end of agents, producers, actors trying to get in her pants on a daily basis. But for whatever reason, she was into me every time I showed up.
Obviously, you all know how the story goes when you work a girl that hot from long-distance… Water eventually breaches the dam and it‘s a simple matter of numbers. A girl that high-calibre will eventually encounter another male she deems to be of high value, then he’ll start rocking her world. It’s that simple.
Regardless, this is about what happened after. You’d think with those two pickups you’d be able to channel that into better form, right? Higher confidence, etc. You’d feel on top of the world. I certainly was.
I then encountered the greatest slump of my life. Bar none. I couldn’t pick up anything quality for the life of me. I started getting flat-out rejected and even shit-tested by 6’s. (Haha not only in DC, although that’s entirely normal here!) I even got told no for a phone number by a few 6's!
I wondered about it for months. Was it because I subconsciously expected my new norm would be to walk out my front door and be able to pick up an 8.5+? Maybe. I certainly felt that way for a while. I suppose that’s a good thing, cause I even had a few instances where I passed up semi-decent quality thinking I could do better.
Yet I think it must have been more than that. It got worse from there and I still haven’t regained anywhere near the form I was in last year. Oh sure, I’ve had a few pickups here and there but only one that would probably pass the ego test.
So I’m wondering... Has anyone else encountered/witnessed a similar pattern in their careers or their friend's careers? You hit the summit of career to date, and then fall flat on your face, farther than you ever have. (Of course, there is no “summit” to game. I use that term loosely. You can always do better and there is always room for improvement.)
On a brighter note, I am eternal optimist and believe deeply that if you've done it before, you can do it again...
About a year ago, I hit the form of my life. I was picking up left/right, had tons of options and then landed two solid 8.5+ pickups. Closed both with no trouble. One of those periods where everything falls into place and it all seems so effortless.
Met one in Philly. Met one in Vegas. The Vegas one models professionally in LA. Both were smoking and would most definitely smash any man's ego test with flying colors. They were exactly what everyone in DC would look for but would take years to find. (My solution to DC has been well-chronicled, along with many other posters on this forum… Head for the airport every weekend and don’t look back.)
For perspective, both of these girls made part or all of their living off their looks. The one in Philly turned out to be a complete flake after a month but I was able to carry on nailing the one in LA/Orange County for nearly four months when out there occasionally for work. Pretty impressive, I thought, considering she had/has no end of agents, producers, actors trying to get in her pants on a daily basis. But for whatever reason, she was into me every time I showed up.
Obviously, you all know how the story goes when you work a girl that hot from long-distance… Water eventually breaches the dam and it‘s a simple matter of numbers. A girl that high-calibre will eventually encounter another male she deems to be of high value, then he’ll start rocking her world. It’s that simple.
Regardless, this is about what happened after. You’d think with those two pickups you’d be able to channel that into better form, right? Higher confidence, etc. You’d feel on top of the world. I certainly was.
I then encountered the greatest slump of my life. Bar none. I couldn’t pick up anything quality for the life of me. I started getting flat-out rejected and even shit-tested by 6’s. (Haha not only in DC, although that’s entirely normal here!) I even got told no for a phone number by a few 6's!
I wondered about it for months. Was it because I subconsciously expected my new norm would be to walk out my front door and be able to pick up an 8.5+? Maybe. I certainly felt that way for a while. I suppose that’s a good thing, cause I even had a few instances where I passed up semi-decent quality thinking I could do better.
Yet I think it must have been more than that. It got worse from there and I still haven’t regained anywhere near the form I was in last year. Oh sure, I’ve had a few pickups here and there but only one that would probably pass the ego test.
So I’m wondering... Has anyone else encountered/witnessed a similar pattern in their careers or their friend's careers? You hit the summit of career to date, and then fall flat on your face, farther than you ever have. (Of course, there is no “summit” to game. I use that term loosely. You can always do better and there is always room for improvement.)
On a brighter note, I am eternal optimist and believe deeply that if you've done it before, you can do it again...