Los Angeles, CA (The valley)---New girl (never hooked, but we've hung out 3-4 times) came over to my house, we chatted, had a few drinks, then headed out to a nearby bar. I see a hot girl, and comment "woah shes hot. I dont see that very often here"
Girl (competition mode) yea, that guy is really hot!!! I laugh and turn around... I see a bunch of misshapen lumps.
Me (genuine suprise) Who?
Girl points a big fat black guy.
Me (time for the punking)- I tap the guy on the shoulder, and tell him my homegirl wants to meet him.
Girl (gives me the "really" look). Black Fat Guy (BFG) comes over and gives her his brand new long island and attempts to buy me drinks too. (I respectively decline, due to being DD).
Me--- (cracking up the whole time internally)
Girl---(trying to be nice to random guy whos buying her drinks)
BFG babbles on about being a chef and how his favorite foods are spare-ribs and baked beans. LOL.
I start taking to BFG cousin who is out-of-town celebrating the labor day weekend. The cousin is a 6 foot 3 black dude whos jacked. I notice 3 single girls sitting at the bar watching TV who keep looking over. I ask him to go spit at those girls. Cousin says that "thats not his game". Im like WTF???? confused face. They are at a bar, sitting and watching TV. They are JUST WAITING for somebody to talk to them. He says, ok show me how its done. Ill go with you then.
In the meantime, BFG is getting closer to my ladyfriend. I laugh.. and say Ill be right back. Walk up to the 3 girls at the bar and bust my standard bar/club move----slow walk, 2-3 taps on the shoulder of the hot girl, and a "hi". The key is not to look away, look scared or look out of place. Tap two to three times. Wait for them to turn and look at you...then you smile for 1/2-1 second...then you say hi. She says hi back, with visible distrust. I am an average looking guy. Shes a standard well-dressed barslut.
Small talk/bridge--- I was just wondering...(pause, you want her to be fully engaged before you ask her questions).
Barslut...yes?
Me...I saw you from over there, and I was wondering (restate and make it subtle) if you are russian?
Barslut...nooooo, im canadian
Me... (shooting it back)....oh yea...1/2 second pause...where from?
We go back and forth for about 15-20 seconds. Then i pause, and say hold on ladies. I grab the cousin. The girls get visibly frightened, then I say relax, this is my friend. hes a nice guy. then i wink. They loosen up.
Stay for 2-3 mins more, then eject by going to the bathroom, and make a pitstop at my table. Tell the ladyfriend "finish up your drink, we are leaving".
We get outside, and she hits me on the shoulder.
Her...I cant joke with you at all. you are so ridiculous.
Me...(mock indignation) hey dont blame me. you wanted to meet him.
Her...laughs...giggles....I counted how many hotdogs he had on the back of his head. It was five.
Me....(maintain frame, dont get distracted)...hey be nice! I thought he seemed nice.
Her...laughs...ok, where to next. Smiles at me again
That is how you manufacture drama, profit from it, and get some good laughs out of it. Next time, some loser sides up next your girl. Let him run his clock and encourage him. Watch him flail and do all the wrong things. Let her handle the drama by herself. She'll look to you to "save her", but f-ck that. Let her hang and miss you. Dont forget to laugh at the comedy of the situation.
Girl (competition mode) yea, that guy is really hot!!! I laugh and turn around... I see a bunch of misshapen lumps.
Me (genuine suprise) Who?
Girl points a big fat black guy.
Me (time for the punking)- I tap the guy on the shoulder, and tell him my homegirl wants to meet him.
Girl (gives me the "really" look). Black Fat Guy (BFG) comes over and gives her his brand new long island and attempts to buy me drinks too. (I respectively decline, due to being DD).
Me--- (cracking up the whole time internally)
Girl---(trying to be nice to random guy whos buying her drinks)
BFG babbles on about being a chef and how his favorite foods are spare-ribs and baked beans. LOL.
I start taking to BFG cousin who is out-of-town celebrating the labor day weekend. The cousin is a 6 foot 3 black dude whos jacked. I notice 3 single girls sitting at the bar watching TV who keep looking over. I ask him to go spit at those girls. Cousin says that "thats not his game". Im like WTF???? confused face. They are at a bar, sitting and watching TV. They are JUST WAITING for somebody to talk to them. He says, ok show me how its done. Ill go with you then.
In the meantime, BFG is getting closer to my ladyfriend. I laugh.. and say Ill be right back. Walk up to the 3 girls at the bar and bust my standard bar/club move----slow walk, 2-3 taps on the shoulder of the hot girl, and a "hi". The key is not to look away, look scared or look out of place. Tap two to three times. Wait for them to turn and look at you...then you smile for 1/2-1 second...then you say hi. She says hi back, with visible distrust. I am an average looking guy. Shes a standard well-dressed barslut.
Small talk/bridge--- I was just wondering...(pause, you want her to be fully engaged before you ask her questions).
Barslut...yes?
Me...I saw you from over there, and I was wondering (restate and make it subtle) if you are russian?
Barslut...nooooo, im canadian
Me... (shooting it back)....oh yea...1/2 second pause...where from?
We go back and forth for about 15-20 seconds. Then i pause, and say hold on ladies. I grab the cousin. The girls get visibly frightened, then I say relax, this is my friend. hes a nice guy. then i wink. They loosen up.
Stay for 2-3 mins more, then eject by going to the bathroom, and make a pitstop at my table. Tell the ladyfriend "finish up your drink, we are leaving".
We get outside, and she hits me on the shoulder.
Her...I cant joke with you at all. you are so ridiculous.
Me...(mock indignation) hey dont blame me. you wanted to meet him.
Her...laughs...giggles....I counted how many hotdogs he had on the back of his head. It was five.
Me....(maintain frame, dont get distracted)...hey be nice! I thought he seemed nice.
Her...laughs...ok, where to next. Smiles at me again
That is how you manufacture drama, profit from it, and get some good laughs out of it. Next time, some loser sides up next your girl. Let him run his clock and encourage him. Watch him flail and do all the wrong things. Let her handle the drama by herself. She'll look to you to "save her", but f-ck that. Let her hang and miss you. Dont forget to laugh at the comedy of the situation.
WIA- For most of men, our time being masters of our own fate, kings in our own castles is short. Even those of us in the game will eventually succumb to ease of servitude rather than deal with the malaise of solitude
