This happened about 1.5 years ago, and I've been meaning to write about it ever since.
I was out partying in BKK and I had been striking out all night. I'm not some super player or Brad Pitt, but I rarely strike out all night long like this, be it in Thailand, or back home in California.
It was about 3AM and I was feeling pretty down. No numbers, no real conversations, no nothing. Brutal night.
I made one last lap around and then said fuck it, I'm out of here.
On the way out of the club I see one girl sitting alone on a bar stool by the exit, playing on her phone. She's a cute 6 or 6.5. Early 20's. Not a stunner, but very cute, young and petite. Just how I like em.
I was feeling pretty low, and was tired as shit, and was going to walk right by her without saying anything.
I convinced myself that I would be a pussy if I did that, so I made a hail mary attempt and went up to talk to her.
I approach and she damn near jumps out of her seat as I startled her. She was 100% into her phone and didn't see me approach until I tapped her on the shoulder.
After 30 seconds of small talk about how she can't find her friends I told her to follow me to the lobby (club is in the basement of a hotel) so we can talk. I gently grab her by her hand and lead her out.
We start walking and talking about how she is in town on vacation from Chiang Mai, and how she just got back from Phuket. She has to fly home in a day or two to go back to school.
We walk through the lobby, past the reception desk, out the front doors, and straight into a cab. I tell the cab driver to take me to my condo and off we go.
We get there, I pay the cab, jump into the elevator, and jump right into bed. Done deal.
Two things made this bang possible.
1. It was 3-4AM and her friends had obviously ditched her for some reason.
and 2. I pulled up my britches and went for one last approach before going home like a pussy to cry and jerk off into my bath towel.
This bang would have never happened had I not worked up the balls to make one final approach that was presented to me, even though my state was super low and I wasn't feeling it at all. I made one last approach and was rewarded for it.
Moral of the story?
Always approach, even when you don't feel like it. You never know when that one last approach will turn things in your favor.
I was out partying in BKK and I had been striking out all night. I'm not some super player or Brad Pitt, but I rarely strike out all night long like this, be it in Thailand, or back home in California.
It was about 3AM and I was feeling pretty down. No numbers, no real conversations, no nothing. Brutal night.
I made one last lap around and then said fuck it, I'm out of here.
On the way out of the club I see one girl sitting alone on a bar stool by the exit, playing on her phone. She's a cute 6 or 6.5. Early 20's. Not a stunner, but very cute, young and petite. Just how I like em.
I was feeling pretty low, and was tired as shit, and was going to walk right by her without saying anything.
I convinced myself that I would be a pussy if I did that, so I made a hail mary attempt and went up to talk to her.
I approach and she damn near jumps out of her seat as I startled her. She was 100% into her phone and didn't see me approach until I tapped her on the shoulder.
After 30 seconds of small talk about how she can't find her friends I told her to follow me to the lobby (club is in the basement of a hotel) so we can talk. I gently grab her by her hand and lead her out.
We start walking and talking about how she is in town on vacation from Chiang Mai, and how she just got back from Phuket. She has to fly home in a day or two to go back to school.
We walk through the lobby, past the reception desk, out the front doors, and straight into a cab. I tell the cab driver to take me to my condo and off we go.
We get there, I pay the cab, jump into the elevator, and jump right into bed. Done deal.
Two things made this bang possible.
1. It was 3-4AM and her friends had obviously ditched her for some reason.
and 2. I pulled up my britches and went for one last approach before going home like a pussy to cry and jerk off into my bath towel.
This bang would have never happened had I not worked up the balls to make one final approach that was presented to me, even though my state was super low and I wasn't feeling it at all. I made one last approach and was rewarded for it.
Moral of the story?
Always approach, even when you don't feel like it. You never know when that one last approach will turn things in your favor.