[iknowexactly]

Game relevance: Here's what NOT to do:

My goal with Under Siege is to account for the horrible horrible problem of being a middle aged guy trapped-- trapped I tell you--in a sea of smoking hot, obviously masturbating (because of YOU ignoring them and not manning up) sex kittens while trying to maintain my frame of alienation and distance as they chip away at my indifference. To make everything worse, all this happens in an exquisitely sunny, peaceful, health-food packed college town with major research going on that will basically save the world with genetic engineering fixing, well, just about everything. Everything is perfect but me.

My ability to approach is limited, so I don't want to put this in game as probably anyone who does the opposite of what I do will do quite well. I hold myself up more as an example of what not to do.


CURRENT STRATEGIC SITUATION:

The counter girl has one kidney, there's a very old man in those huge, cheap sunglasses they sell at drug stores to protect old peoples' eyes against the sun sitting right across from me and I'm I'm waiting for him to try and get up and exit because last time he had a lot of trouble opening the door due to the stroke having paralyzed his right side.

The cute counter girl told me about her single kidney last night because I was telling her how coffee may help to prevent Azheimers and she told me she only had one so she couldn't drink. Coffee. And it makes her hyper.

There'a very hot probably married woman behind me and to my right, a hot little Jewish? Mediterranean girl with some kind of synthetic material --oops, the very old guy is getting up and I'm going to help him because I watched him struggle last time and felt like shit for not helping.

"Heading out?" He was edging toward the door. He nodded.
Quietly, "Let me help you"
"Thank you. Pretty nice out isn't it."
"Yes, I love living in <PerfectCollegetownOf Geniuses> It's always so nice. I don't know how I'm ever going to leave."
"Then stay."
I laughed and touched him on the arm. I wanted to talk to him a while because I think loneliness is the worst part of getting old.
"Uhh... duh.
"You know, the problem with people that are right is, they're right."

So I did a good deed for today. All the women say indifferent, they would have let him stumble out the door and fall before they would have stopped studying or gotten off their MePhones.

But I still want them.

I am still under siege at Starbuck' s, trapped in a sea of snoking sex kittens and almost totally alienated from them.

I realize in a situation as stagnated as this, there is only one solution- take action, decisive action, stupid action; although it would be impossible to get your face slapped here, that would be a good starting goal.

The tight pants girl who smiled at me as soon as she came in leaves as she plays with her iPad.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Notes_from_Underground
I'm under siege again, like the original paranoid conspiracy nut in Dostoyevsky's Notes From The Underground.

[Duke Castile]

Did you just coin "mephone"?

Good work helping the old guy. You probably made his day.

[Days of Broken Arrows]

"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth." - Oscar Wilde

Why are you even at Starbucks? The coffee? In public, people wear their public face. Those younger girls could be fantasizing about you boning them now in the bathroom, but you'd never know it. This is the way we all had to pick up girls circa 1993. Time has moved on.

If you go online -- from OKCupid to POF to Craig's List and beyond -- you'll find these same girls. But because they get the mask of (semi) anonymity, their darker sides come out. See the above quote. And a lot of them do, in fact, want older men -- it's just not cool for them to go on about that in public. If you're really serious about younger women, get online ASAP, because they're there and waiting.

An addendum and qu for the board:

I found the best time for online pickups of younger women (and I'm talking ages 18-19) was in the Yahoo Messenger days of 2001-05. Back then, people would create screen names so you didn't know who they were and sex talk was not only rampant but expected. Yahoo has since changed all this and no one is on it anymore. OKC and POF come close to replicating the "Yahoo Messenger Culture" but does anyone know of anything better?

Because lemme tell you all I met some seriously pervy girls back then. As I got to know them, I learned they worked at places like Quiznos (an East Coast sub shop chain) or hostesses at restaurants. But the things that came out about them online, late at night, would NEVER have come out had I walked into where they worked and just talked to them. I would have been driven crazy too, like iknowexactly at Starbucks.

Find where they wear masks, and you won't be "under siege" in a bad way, but in a good way. They'll be wanting to call and come over after a bit of online talk.

PS: The more I read the above post, the more I think there is a larger context which I don't get. If that's the case, just take the above advice for what it is, not as a response. This worked for me and I think will work for any halfway game-savvy guy looking for younger women.

[mr_lucky]

(09-28-2013 01:57 PM)iknowexactly Wrote:  

... although it would be impossible to get your face slapped here, that would be a good starting goal.

Not a bad idea for a challenge.

If you tried to get slapped once a day, that would likely diminish approach anxiety for the rest of your day/life.

Reminds me of the RooshV.com post The Best Motivator That Gets You Approaching Girls

[MrXY]

Quote:

while trying to maintain my frame of alienation and distance as they chip away at my indifference.

What does this mean? How does an attitude of being alienated, distant and indifferent to women contribute to having sex with them? You're just setting yourself up for failure

Taking consistent action is what creates success, not sitting in Starbucks and overanalyzing everything

Here's what I recommend you do

Download a counter app to your phone- so you can just click and it keeps a total

Lower your standards-trying to bang hot college girls from cold approach when you're in your 50s is about the most difficult type of game there is. Start approaching 30-45 year olds who are more receptive to get more game practice

Do 100 approaches without analyzing anything-don't think about them afterward or write about them, just do them and click them off on your counter.Always go for the number close if you get any interest, then aggressively push for a meeting and go for the bang. Just try to get laid

Start online game-shave -6 years off your age and message any women you would even consider banging. Just try to get laid

Join a couple of activity groups to meet women. Get dates with a couple and just try to get laid

Stop cockblocking yourself by living in your own head too much and having unrealistic standards

Just try to get laid

[Sumanguru]

(09-28-2013 01:57 PM)iknowexactly Wrote:  

Game relevance: Here's what NOT to do:

My goal with Under Siege is to account for the horrible horrible problem of being a middle aged guy trapped-- trapped I tell you--in a sea of smoking hot, obviously masturbating (because of YOU ignoring them and not manning up) sex kittens while trying to maintain my frame of alienation and distance as they chip away at my indifference. To make everything worse, all this happens in an exquisitely sunny, peaceful, health-food packed college town with major research going on that will basically save the world with genetic engineering fixing, well, just about everything. Everything is perfect but me.

My ability to approach is limited, so I don't want to put this in game as probably anyone who does the opposite of what I do will do quite well. I hold myself up more as an example of what not to do.


CURRENT STRATEGIC SITUATION:

The counter girl has one kidney, there's a very old man in those huge, cheap sunglasses they sell at drug stores to protect old peoples' eyes against the sun sitting right across from me and I'm I'm waiting for him to try and get up and exit because last time he had a lot of trouble opening the door due to the stroke having paralyzed his right side.

The cute counter girl told me about her single kidney last night because I was telling her how coffee may help to prevent Azheimers and she told me she only had one so she couldn't drink. Coffee. And it makes her hyper.

There'a very hot probably married woman behind me and to my right, a hot little Jewish? Mediterranean girl with some kind of synthetic material --oops, the very old guy is getting up and I'm going to help him because I watched him struggle last time and felt like shit for not helping.

"Heading out?" He was edging toward the door. He nodded.
Quietly, "Let me help you"
"Thank you. Pretty nice out isn't it."
"Yes, I love living in <PerfectCollegetownOf Geniuses> It's always so nice. I don't know how I'm ever going to leave."
"Then stay."
I laughed and touched him on the arm. I wanted to talk to him a while because I think loneliness is the worst part of getting old.
"Uhh... duh.
"You know, the problem with people that are right is, they're right."

So I did a good deed for today. All the women say indifferent, they would have let him stumble out the door and fall before they would have stopped studying or gotten off their MePhones.

But I still want them.

I am still under siege at Starbuck' s, trapped in a sea of snoking sex kittens and almost totally alienated from them.

I realize in a situation as stagnated as this, there is only one solution- take action, decisive action, stupid action; although it would be impossible to get your face slapped here, that would be a good starting goal.

The tight pants girl who smiled at me as soon as she came in leaves as she plays with her iPad.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Notes_from_Underground
I'm under siege again, like the original paranoid conspiracy nut in Dostoyevsky's Notes From The Underground.

On one hand I find all this utterly fascinating and would love to read a blog with your experiences/thoughts. On the other hand, I find this a terrible way to game/get laid. So I'm not sure if I should be encouraging you to write/post more, or encouraging you not to and just try to get laid.

[Therapsid]

(09-28-2013 02:12 PM)Days of Broken Arrows Wrote:  

"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth." - Oscar Wilde

Why are you even at Starbucks? The coffee? In public, people wear their public face. Those younger girls could be fantasizing about you boning them now in the bathroom, but you'd never know it. This is the way we all had to pick up girls circa 1993. Time has moved on.

Couldn't disagree more. If you want quality younger girls, a lot of them will not have a distinct preference for older men. The result is that will instead screen them out online.

Sure there's going to be a minority online who actively look for older men, but they're a much smaller group than the swath of girls who are open to it with the right guy.

Approaching them in places like... Starbucks, while invariably a numbers game, is the only way to go for these girls.

The same issue applies to black guys and other minorities and white girls, like was hashed out ad nauseum in a recent thread.

[presidentcarter]

Sounds like you're overanalyzing it, which I do all the time.

And online game is getting a pretty strong showing on this thread...I just don't get it. I think online game should only be used if you're trying to get a girl in another location that you can't go to or when you're stuck at work with time to kill. I wouldn't rely on it...it's dumpster diving. Well on second thought...maybe the online thing is better for girls over 30. Becoming more desperate, maybe been divorced, aren't out in the clubs, etc.

[calculus]

I think sitting in a Starbucks, tapping on your internet machine is a bad frame to start with. It puts you in the wrong state of mind for game. It also makes you seem like you have nothing to do. Easier to just roll in on your way from and to somewhere, scope out the talent, and have a couple quick stupid chats on your way out.

Only thing worse is online game.

[rhino]

"Whoa-ho-ho! Look at that piece of work coming up Fifth! Slow down, baby. Let me get a good look at you. Why don’t you try me on for size, huh? Check me out. I’m 200 pounds of pure solid man, I’m desperately lonely, and I’m fearful of the mortality that I, like every one of us, inevitably faces!

Mmm, I like what I see. Why don’t you walk them legs over here and stimulate my basic carnal urges, distracting me from the vulgar, purposeless death march my life became decades ago? Won’t take you long, honey!

Ooh, yeah, shake it! Shake it while you still have breath in your lungs, and the flush of youth in your cheeks, and can believe this world is truly yours for the enjoying and not a wearying burden that pins you down with obligations before you can accomplish anything lasting or uniquely yours.

What? Who you calling? You got a boyfriend or something? He can’t love you like I can. Which is not to imply that so-called love, as I manifest it, is anything more than neurochemical and behavioral programming that serves to ward off my cringing despair, however temporarily.

But damn, woman, you’ve got a little something there I’d like to get a piece of. Something that sure would beat the nothing I’m creeping closer to with each passing breath. The vicissitudes of fate, not cruel so much as random, can snuff out life at any moment, so whaddaya say?

I sure wouldn’t mind having a pretty mama like you to keep me company, even if, in the end, each of us must face the terror of death alone.

Ain’t none of us getting any younger, sugar—that’s true per the relentless nature of time, but I mean it more as a dire comment on my options for happiness running out with every minute that passes! That clock don’t stop ticking for no one.

Universe’s just gonna end in entropic heat death some day, you know. Can’t nobody prevent it. Might as well stop and lemme get to know you a little. Or don’t; I can’t argue that it truly matters in what is ultimately a meaningless and indifferent cosmos.

C’mon, sweet thing, my existential dread ain’t gonna ameliorate itself! How ’bout a little momentary release from the crushing grind of this grueling job that comprises the least uncomfortable life I have been able to build for myself?

You don’t wanna send me home to the wife I married too young and never did grow close to. Last night, after dreaming I had died, I awoke in a cold sweat, panicked to realize I was still alive and would likely suffer on for years before finally dying a pointless death.

Hey, baby, you know I’m just another anonymous cog in the machine, guaranteed to pass through this world without so much as a mention in a footnote on a lesser page of the big book of existence. But if I could know I was truly cared for by even one person, I could perhaps die in relative happiness, rationalizing the whole charade as a tiny-but-meaningful iamb of cosmic poetry. The woman who packs my lunches ain’t really up to the job, if you get me!

Aw, don’t walk away mad, sweetheart! Not mad at me, anyway. Better to curse the blind idiot god who has stranded us here on a tiny, hopeless speck of dust lost in an impossibly vast and unfathomably dark void, constantly aware of the unstoppable passage of time.

Your loss, chickie-baby!"

http://www.theonion.com/articles/hey-bab...ity,33816/

[eradicator]

Rather than a goal of trying to get slapped in a place where no one will slap you, you could make a goal of trying to start some more small talk, like you did with the cashier with one kidney. Maybe suggest hot cider or something else. Having only one kidney would mean she just has to be more careful what she eats or drinks, doesn't mean she has to give up eating and drinking entirely. Coffee is a diuretic and makes you go to the bathroom, so I get what she is saying.

And I love your thread because you used "me-pad". Stolen. Actually me phones are even more common, I am going to have to use that somehow in the next couple of days.

[Half Century]

(09-28-2013 03:07 PM)MrXY Wrote:  

Quote:

while trying to maintain my frame of alienation and distance as they chip away at my indifference.

What does this mean? How does an attitude of being alienated, distant and indifferent to women contribute to having sex with them? You're just setting yourself up for failure

Taking consistent action is what creates success, not sitting in Starbucks and overanalyzing everything

Here's what I recommend you do

Download a counter app to your phone- so you can just click and it keeps a total

Lower your standards-trying to bang hot college girls from cold approach when you're in your 50s is about the most difficult type of game there is. Start approaching 30-45 year olds who are more receptive to get more game practice

Do 100 approaches without analyzing anything-don't think about them afterward or write about them, just do them and click them off on your counter.Always go for the number close if you get any interest, then aggressively push for a meeting and go for the bang. Just try to get laid

Start online game-shave -6 years off your age and message any women you would even consider banging. Just try to get laid

Join a couple of activity groups to meet women. Get dates with a couple and just try to get laid

Stop cockblocking yourself by living in your own head too much and having unrealistic standards

Just try to get laid

"Lower your standards-trying to bang hot college girls from cold approach when you're in your 50s is about the most difficult type of game there is. Start approaching 30-45 year olds who are more receptive to get more game practice"

Unless you are in an isolated situation maybe. I find they (18-25) are much friendlier in a "safer" environment , without too many of their peers looking on. Actually the 30-45 year olds I have approached are the most difficult , and not receptive. Perhaps because I live in a suburb, they are all married upper- middle class with kids, etc.

[XPQ22]

Not to divert this thread too far off topic, but online game isn't all about laying trashy hogs. You won't be pulling VIP stunners, but if you're a fit guy in your 30s you should be able to pull 6-7s with some regularity.

It doesn't rot your game skills, either, if anything I think it's improved my ability to approach women in the real world. It's still game, guys. Just because a girl agrees to meet up with you doesn't for any stretch of the imagination mean you're in for the lay. It's really just a small amount of pre-screening, which one could argue is a sensible thing to do.

For any other middle-aged guys reading this thread, Starbucks out in the suburbs of Anytown, USA is in my experience pretty much entirely worthless for game. You have to remember the reason the overwhelming majority of post college 20-30 something women you see on an average day in the suburbs out and about are there - they have given up on the dating game. They've settled down with whatever they've got, moved into a house on a cul-de-sac with a mortgage they can't afford, grab their lattes before they head off to their receptionist job shrugging and thinking "okay, whatever will be will be."

"Coffee shop game" is for NYC or Vienna. Not 20 miles south of Cleveland.

Enjoy the free WiFi, have a coffee and admire their asses (well crafted by the personal trainer her husband pays for), and then go do something else. Preferably where every residence doesn't look exactly the same as every other.

[Half Century]

(09-20-2016 06:47 PM)XPQ22 Wrote:  

Enjoy the free WiFi, have a coffee and admire their asses (well crafted by the personal trainer her husband pays for), and then go do something else. Preferably where every residence doesn't look exactly the same as every other.

Hahhahaha, that was funny! I was admiring a 50+ MILF and her college-age daughter today,both dressed in spandex fitness pants. Almost everyone else at the place was over 60. I was so stunned from suburban boredom, I forgot to approach in the market today.

[dispenser]

It's likely that you have a "don't shit where you eat" attitude.
Which is fair enough, but it can be inhibiting.

Instead of a place where your reputation matters, consider a place where you can find reasons to tip. A table service cafe, for example. The tip is nominally for the service, but what you are really buying is compliance, a place where you have some sway and don't need to be friendly. (Personable =/= friendly.)
There's also psychological difference between someone who has to balance a tray and someone who has things brought to him. It's petty, but real.