It's 6:05am when I begun writing this. I guess it is a chance to sober a bit more before going to work, that is what being a young professional is all about..
Last night perhaps was one of those gold ticket jobs. But at the same time it was an extraction that I see as note worthy as prior to going out I was analysing my game and taking some inspiration from a discussing reading up on one guys antics which are sleazy by name sleazy by nature (leg-end I might add).
So I can do the whole hold a 10 set for 5 mins, long enough for one to jump out as the available target. I can also do the 2 set for 2 hours leaving with a number (some times more), and a firm belief that it is solid enough to lead to sex on the day 2. But in all honesty, I put in a shit load of conversation, and I would like to think that every night I am out I will return one more 'sure thing' in terms of interaction that will lead to a lay, but that is being a bit optimistic and the fact of the matter is, sometimes, just sometimes I am wasting a load of convo on flake favouring fadge.
Truth be told it is worse than that. As much fun as getting numbers is, collecting them on a night out, it can be a time waste perusing that lay, demoralising when they flake and generally frustrating. Also highly inefficient at times and I am at the stage so spamming 5 girls the same thing and perhaps it is a bit see through.
Got to pull more munches in first interaction where possible. Granted numbers are inevitably the only option at times, however they are false indications that an interaction should end. Bounce to new venues, extract, get isolation, they should be the objectives when you are rocking the bars!!!!
Anyway, I was out last night and I had a couple of beers with dinner (my little bro was in town visiting his girl friend, so I let my hair down a bit), but I was relatively soberish come 11 when I rocked on to a busy bar (tonic in Aberdeen, Scotland) with my little brothers best mate, leaving my bro and his girl friend to go home.
First bar we go to, I had a few mins when our friend was at the bar. First interaction a three set; held interest for a couple of minutes but wasn't feeling it and they had boys on the peripherals, that and I got back to the bar to catch up with our friend. Never exactly told him I was out gaming so didn't want to seem to rude. Was at the point of no return however, I had just sat in a HB packed soul and not opened yet. I was twitchy and was constrained by being in the company of friends.
Leaving them, join him at the bar. He is chatting to the barmaid so I open this lone wolf, she was 20, possibly a bit more nieve than your typical 'been round the block bar girl' but easier to open than a box of pringles all the same.
Usual opener, get the feeling that she is an AFC / chode queen, and if I am being honest not the most educated girl in the world, however a nice enough body, and heck a one on the binary scale of getting laid, and that's what I was out for.
Anyway, I open, she is into it. Opinion bla bla bla, "who you here with", "a friend no way does her mum know you are out with her you look like a bad girl". Bla bla bla, we chat for a bit, but within 3 mins I would say I was being sleazy. Arm round her going for the make out. It was all fairly calibrated, but it was "on" from the start.
Get her number prior to her friend returning, and return to my mate. We roll out side and I open a 7 seated set. Was trying to get him into game, so have mentioned previously. He seems like a good wing so was happy for him to see a few demos and get some set time himself. He done well holding this nice girl at the end of the set. I get another number of the chicka beside me.
They depart to the next bar, it is some birthday 'bash', who are we to spoil the party. Agree with my mate after a bit of debate, that I am going to rock back to the first girl as it seemed like a gold pass.
He departs and I go back to re-open. She is with some dude, I figure her buying temp is pumped and an intervention is on the cards. It was a"yo how you guy's doing" and I was back in. Her mate comes back and speaks to the other dude, I grab her hand and lead her to a pillar push her back up against it and make out with her again. Say some shit about "never having had a connection with a girl in a bar like this before", we walk out 10 mins later with her mate to "go get food". -Learnt that no matter how on it is, anything other than "we are going to mine for sex", seems to work as a guise for 'lets get the fuck out of here and back to mine'.
Drop her friend at a taxi rank, she has confirmed a green light to her mate in girl code speak. We rock on back to my flat, quick marching past every fast food place on way.
Now it is 6:30, I have swirled mouth wash for 25 mins and I got to get to work.
SDK
P.S. Point of learning may have got displaced by a tale of pimpage, but it was essentially that I want to pull the trigger a lot more with interactions in bars. Numbers are wood, got to be the pimp in the hood.
HEALTH WARNING - Always wear protection on SNLs especially with chicks you extract from bars in record breaking time.
Last night perhaps was one of those gold ticket jobs. But at the same time it was an extraction that I see as note worthy as prior to going out I was analysing my game and taking some inspiration from a discussing reading up on one guys antics which are sleazy by name sleazy by nature (leg-end I might add).
So I can do the whole hold a 10 set for 5 mins, long enough for one to jump out as the available target. I can also do the 2 set for 2 hours leaving with a number (some times more), and a firm belief that it is solid enough to lead to sex on the day 2. But in all honesty, I put in a shit load of conversation, and I would like to think that every night I am out I will return one more 'sure thing' in terms of interaction that will lead to a lay, but that is being a bit optimistic and the fact of the matter is, sometimes, just sometimes I am wasting a load of convo on flake favouring fadge.
Truth be told it is worse than that. As much fun as getting numbers is, collecting them on a night out, it can be a time waste perusing that lay, demoralising when they flake and generally frustrating. Also highly inefficient at times and I am at the stage so spamming 5 girls the same thing and perhaps it is a bit see through.
Got to pull more munches in first interaction where possible. Granted numbers are inevitably the only option at times, however they are false indications that an interaction should end. Bounce to new venues, extract, get isolation, they should be the objectives when you are rocking the bars!!!!
Anyway, I was out last night and I had a couple of beers with dinner (my little bro was in town visiting his girl friend, so I let my hair down a bit), but I was relatively soberish come 11 when I rocked on to a busy bar (tonic in Aberdeen, Scotland) with my little brothers best mate, leaving my bro and his girl friend to go home.
First bar we go to, I had a few mins when our friend was at the bar. First interaction a three set; held interest for a couple of minutes but wasn't feeling it and they had boys on the peripherals, that and I got back to the bar to catch up with our friend. Never exactly told him I was out gaming so didn't want to seem to rude. Was at the point of no return however, I had just sat in a HB packed soul and not opened yet. I was twitchy and was constrained by being in the company of friends.
Leaving them, join him at the bar. He is chatting to the barmaid so I open this lone wolf, she was 20, possibly a bit more nieve than your typical 'been round the block bar girl' but easier to open than a box of pringles all the same.
Usual opener, get the feeling that she is an AFC / chode queen, and if I am being honest not the most educated girl in the world, however a nice enough body, and heck a one on the binary scale of getting laid, and that's what I was out for.
Anyway, I open, she is into it. Opinion bla bla bla, "who you here with", "a friend no way does her mum know you are out with her you look like a bad girl". Bla bla bla, we chat for a bit, but within 3 mins I would say I was being sleazy. Arm round her going for the make out. It was all fairly calibrated, but it was "on" from the start.
Get her number prior to her friend returning, and return to my mate. We roll out side and I open a 7 seated set. Was trying to get him into game, so have mentioned previously. He seems like a good wing so was happy for him to see a few demos and get some set time himself. He done well holding this nice girl at the end of the set. I get another number of the chicka beside me.
They depart to the next bar, it is some birthday 'bash', who are we to spoil the party. Agree with my mate after a bit of debate, that I am going to rock back to the first girl as it seemed like a gold pass.
He departs and I go back to re-open. She is with some dude, I figure her buying temp is pumped and an intervention is on the cards. It was a"yo how you guy's doing" and I was back in. Her mate comes back and speaks to the other dude, I grab her hand and lead her to a pillar push her back up against it and make out with her again. Say some shit about "never having had a connection with a girl in a bar like this before", we walk out 10 mins later with her mate to "go get food". -Learnt that no matter how on it is, anything other than "we are going to mine for sex", seems to work as a guise for 'lets get the fuck out of here and back to mine'.
Drop her friend at a taxi rank, she has confirmed a green light to her mate in girl code speak. We rock on back to my flat, quick marching past every fast food place on way.
Now it is 6:30, I have swirled mouth wash for 25 mins and I got to get to work.
SDK
P.S. Point of learning may have got displaced by a tale of pimpage, but it was essentially that I want to pull the trigger a lot more with interactions in bars. Numbers are wood, got to be the pimp in the hood.
HEALTH WARNING - Always wear protection on SNLs especially with chicks you extract from bars in record breaking time.
