00 Approach Thread
05-11-2014, 08:06 AM
A little background before I start this off...
I've always been considered a 'natural' when it came to getting girls. Though I never applied this term to myself, many of my friends attributed it to me seeing how easy it was for me to talk to any girl and to walk away with her number or even with her at times.
Met this one girl and had the biggest case of oneitis known to the face of the Earth. Ended up in an 18 month relationship where she had complete control of my emotions, constantly fucked my friends, and accused me of cheating on a weekly basis.
One day I realized that I had done this to myself and ended our tryst.
From the LTR, I had developed some SERIOUS inner game issues. This girl, literally, fucked me up. I know it's my fault for allowing that sort of mental/emotional manipulation to happen to me but once it was done, it was done. I've since re-developed a strong inner game, and within the past 6 months discovered this 'red-pill wisdom.' Absorbing these beliefs has topped off my inner-confidence and now I accept the fact that I am, and have always been, a player.
The anger I have towards that girl is also my motivation to never be played again. Let's face it, if you're not playing, you're getting played.
My current notch count is 36. I won't attribute any of those lays to 'game' as I was not consciously doing it. Having a natural ability makes it hard to be aware of what it is that works and doesn't work. Because you're not thinking about it at any point during the interaction, it's difficult to look back and to analyze it.
With that being said, I went out the other night and here's how it went down...
There's a hipster-ish bar that I happen to have on-lock and decided I'd go there to practice some game. I let a couple friends tag-along because I had no intentions of bedding any women. Just to spit some game and see how it went.
#1 Outside patio. Smoking section. I'd been talking with this random guy, and those friends of mine walk out to join me. Introduced the dude to my buds and they hit off some good conversation. At the same time, This 7.5 and her dude friend are smoking, sitting behind me. They look like a couple but that doesn't stop me.
Strike up a conversation with the guy, He's from Germany. Not so great English. I ask what kind of snowboarding they have there. He doesn't shred slope but lo and behold this question, piqued the interest of the girl and so we started chatting. She's from Poland, been in town for a year and she likes it. She boards and was super surprised to meet someone in the dirty south that rides. It's not like we have the mountains to do it so it is relatively rare. I move from talking over my shoulder at her, to sitting on the bench next to her. I comment that her 'southern' accent is a little hard to understand. She laughs and hits me in the arm. IOI alert. I realize she's been leaning in to me this whole conversation so I loosen up and let an arm around her shoulder. Conversation continues, Her dude friend is watching this unfold and I suppose he doesnt like it. He says something in german to her and a few minutes later they decide to leave. I don't give chase or call out the cockblock.
-- In retrospect, I should have opened their group in to my group. I could have isolated her orbiter in to my friends conversations and taken her back inside. I let her walk away without getting the number which was a mistake but oh well, on to the next one.
#2 This is a small bar and it's starting to get crowded, I'm standing between two siting patrons and my contact takes drink orders from the three of us. There's a whale to my right and a mousy looking 7 to my left. I'm served first despite having JUST walked up and the 7 eyes me when this happens. I look to her and say, with Heavily accented sarcasm,"You know you'd get better service if you were friendlier" she catches it, smiles and says, "but I am friendly!" - not the most clever response but I'm able to tease her because she's now ignoring the friends she's sitting next to and talking to me. Conversation goes well, I escalate with some light touching, I make a joke that lands SUPREMELY well and she's laughing so hard her friends have to interject (Clearly, they didn't want to have a good time) - Easily disarmed by introducing myself to them saying, 'don't worry, your friend is in good hands.' They continue conversation, I continue conversation with the 7. I tell her to join me for a smoke, she notions that they may be leaving soon and doesn't want to leave her friends. I tell her she knows where to find me. End of interaction.
--Not sure how else I could have played this one other than to stick around continue escalating. I should have swung for her number as I was leaving for a smoke since she said she may be leaving. My lack of foresight is disappointing.
#3 The original random dude I was talking to outside earlier is now chatting it up with two 8's and a 6. He was a cool cat so I thought I'd go wing for him. Peeled off the 6.5 and shortly after he ends the interaction with the 8's. Not knowing why, I bring them in to our conversation and am met with radical bitch shields. Maybe that's why he left, maybe not. I'm not attracted to the 6 so i end the interaction.
-- Don't know how to deal with bitch shields. Feeling whiskey fuzzy and didn't care to press it. There are other girls around, I catch eye-contact with a couple of them. I make my move.
#4 I'm making my way to this group by the door. Some girl in another group see's me walking by and comments on my shirt. Must not have seen her because she's relatively cute. I considered this an accidental approach but continue the interaction as if I started it. 5 minutes in she mentions she has a boyfriend. I don't waste my time and end it.
-- I'll press some girls that claim to have boyfriends but i was not attracted to this girl enough to really care. Maybe I should have though, could've been a shit test. Oh well.
#5 an #6 I open indirectly, one after other from 2 different groups (it's packed at this point and hard to walk anywhere. Mine as well strike up some conversation)
they each take one look at me and literally ignore my ass.
-- Maybe they didn't like my shoes or my hair but I don't worry about it because, hey man whats the point. I liked what I saw and opened my mouth. Can't expect anything after that.
#7 I decide i've had enough for one night and decide to leave. Text my buds and they're already outside the front of the building. Guess we're all on the same page. As I'm walking out I notice this chick at the bar just staring me down, when I get about a step past her and see her, watching me leave, I make eye contact and say it's not polite to stare. She smiles, i can tell she's drunk by the glaze in her eye. she's a hard 8 and was receptive so I continue the interaction. She's only in town for a week visiting. I decide she should hit me up if she wants to have fun. Hand her my phone and she starts putting in her number. Some girl next to us whispers in her ear, she hands my phone back with half a number in it and says, 'sorry I'm not really interested in that.' I leave.
-- The only thing that comes to mind of this interaction is that I was already ready to leave and not 100% on the approach. My game must've been affected by my mental state.
I'm happy overall with the night. I approached every girl I found attractive and pushed every conversation. I suppose next time I'll 'begin with the end in mind,' and make something out of the interactions. So far it It just feels nice to go out and do what I want.
7 approaches down. 93 to go. 0 numbers, 0 dates, 0 lays.
Gotta start somewhere.
I've always been considered a 'natural' when it came to getting girls. Though I never applied this term to myself, many of my friends attributed it to me seeing how easy it was for me to talk to any girl and to walk away with her number or even with her at times.
Met this one girl and had the biggest case of oneitis known to the face of the Earth. Ended up in an 18 month relationship where she had complete control of my emotions, constantly fucked my friends, and accused me of cheating on a weekly basis.
One day I realized that I had done this to myself and ended our tryst.
From the LTR, I had developed some SERIOUS inner game issues. This girl, literally, fucked me up. I know it's my fault for allowing that sort of mental/emotional manipulation to happen to me but once it was done, it was done. I've since re-developed a strong inner game, and within the past 6 months discovered this 'red-pill wisdom.' Absorbing these beliefs has topped off my inner-confidence and now I accept the fact that I am, and have always been, a player.
The anger I have towards that girl is also my motivation to never be played again. Let's face it, if you're not playing, you're getting played.
My current notch count is 36. I won't attribute any of those lays to 'game' as I was not consciously doing it. Having a natural ability makes it hard to be aware of what it is that works and doesn't work. Because you're not thinking about it at any point during the interaction, it's difficult to look back and to analyze it.
With that being said, I went out the other night and here's how it went down...
There's a hipster-ish bar that I happen to have on-lock and decided I'd go there to practice some game. I let a couple friends tag-along because I had no intentions of bedding any women. Just to spit some game and see how it went.
#1 Outside patio. Smoking section. I'd been talking with this random guy, and those friends of mine walk out to join me. Introduced the dude to my buds and they hit off some good conversation. At the same time, This 7.5 and her dude friend are smoking, sitting behind me. They look like a couple but that doesn't stop me.
Strike up a conversation with the guy, He's from Germany. Not so great English. I ask what kind of snowboarding they have there. He doesn't shred slope but lo and behold this question, piqued the interest of the girl and so we started chatting. She's from Poland, been in town for a year and she likes it. She boards and was super surprised to meet someone in the dirty south that rides. It's not like we have the mountains to do it so it is relatively rare. I move from talking over my shoulder at her, to sitting on the bench next to her. I comment that her 'southern' accent is a little hard to understand. She laughs and hits me in the arm. IOI alert. I realize she's been leaning in to me this whole conversation so I loosen up and let an arm around her shoulder. Conversation continues, Her dude friend is watching this unfold and I suppose he doesnt like it. He says something in german to her and a few minutes later they decide to leave. I don't give chase or call out the cockblock.
-- In retrospect, I should have opened their group in to my group. I could have isolated her orbiter in to my friends conversations and taken her back inside. I let her walk away without getting the number which was a mistake but oh well, on to the next one.
#2 This is a small bar and it's starting to get crowded, I'm standing between two siting patrons and my contact takes drink orders from the three of us. There's a whale to my right and a mousy looking 7 to my left. I'm served first despite having JUST walked up and the 7 eyes me when this happens. I look to her and say, with Heavily accented sarcasm,"You know you'd get better service if you were friendlier" she catches it, smiles and says, "but I am friendly!" - not the most clever response but I'm able to tease her because she's now ignoring the friends she's sitting next to and talking to me. Conversation goes well, I escalate with some light touching, I make a joke that lands SUPREMELY well and she's laughing so hard her friends have to interject (Clearly, they didn't want to have a good time) - Easily disarmed by introducing myself to them saying, 'don't worry, your friend is in good hands.' They continue conversation, I continue conversation with the 7. I tell her to join me for a smoke, she notions that they may be leaving soon and doesn't want to leave her friends. I tell her she knows where to find me. End of interaction.
--Not sure how else I could have played this one other than to stick around continue escalating. I should have swung for her number as I was leaving for a smoke since she said she may be leaving. My lack of foresight is disappointing.
#3 The original random dude I was talking to outside earlier is now chatting it up with two 8's and a 6. He was a cool cat so I thought I'd go wing for him. Peeled off the 6.5 and shortly after he ends the interaction with the 8's. Not knowing why, I bring them in to our conversation and am met with radical bitch shields. Maybe that's why he left, maybe not. I'm not attracted to the 6 so i end the interaction.
-- Don't know how to deal with bitch shields. Feeling whiskey fuzzy and didn't care to press it. There are other girls around, I catch eye-contact with a couple of them. I make my move.
#4 I'm making my way to this group by the door. Some girl in another group see's me walking by and comments on my shirt. Must not have seen her because she's relatively cute. I considered this an accidental approach but continue the interaction as if I started it. 5 minutes in she mentions she has a boyfriend. I don't waste my time and end it.
-- I'll press some girls that claim to have boyfriends but i was not attracted to this girl enough to really care. Maybe I should have though, could've been a shit test. Oh well.
#5 an #6 I open indirectly, one after other from 2 different groups (it's packed at this point and hard to walk anywhere. Mine as well strike up some conversation)
they each take one look at me and literally ignore my ass.
-- Maybe they didn't like my shoes or my hair but I don't worry about it because, hey man whats the point. I liked what I saw and opened my mouth. Can't expect anything after that.
#7 I decide i've had enough for one night and decide to leave. Text my buds and they're already outside the front of the building. Guess we're all on the same page. As I'm walking out I notice this chick at the bar just staring me down, when I get about a step past her and see her, watching me leave, I make eye contact and say it's not polite to stare. She smiles, i can tell she's drunk by the glaze in her eye. she's a hard 8 and was receptive so I continue the interaction. She's only in town for a week visiting. I decide she should hit me up if she wants to have fun. Hand her my phone and she starts putting in her number. Some girl next to us whispers in her ear, she hands my phone back with half a number in it and says, 'sorry I'm not really interested in that.' I leave.
-- The only thing that comes to mind of this interaction is that I was already ready to leave and not 100% on the approach. My game must've been affected by my mental state.
I'm happy overall with the night. I approached every girl I found attractive and pushed every conversation. I suppose next time I'll 'begin with the end in mind,' and make something out of the interactions. So far it It just feels nice to go out and do what I want.
7 approaches down. 93 to go. 0 numbers, 0 dates, 0 lays.
Gotta start somewhere.
