This is a (LONG and sad) story to remind you that is WAY better to go out SOLO - rather than hang out with a GAMMA that THINKS he got GAME.
This is a good example of what not to do if you are getting into game!
After months I went out with my roommate - a gamma on an at-least-two-years dry spell (hasnt fucked anyone since we have been living together). He defines himself saying "I'm picky but I got game". Pure denial, evidently. He isnt unattractive but he is very insecure and gives a negative vibe. Plus he aims for girls WAY OUT of his league. Still, he is a good guy and I wanted to help him getting laid, for once, as he is about to leave the country and move back to Europe.
We went to a bar and an interesting opportunity appeared: we spotted a brunette and a blonde, thin and well dressed, a 9 and a 8. We would later find out they were two aussie chicks in their early twenties that moved to LA 4 months before. To my surprise he approached them outside the bar, on his own, as soon as they went smoking on a bench - he asked for a cigarette, sat close to them and got it. However he was unable to transform that opener into an easy conversation. He was shut down as I have seen it happening tons of times before - he opens his target but doesnt have a conversation thread ready, he just uses a pick up line and then doesnt know what to say. His approach is fundamentally flawed, as he argues that the pick up line "Must be something very cool, unusual, so that they immediately understand this conversation isnt a typical one. And that I am mysterious".
I wanted to scream the first time I heard that!
Anyway, I approached him a min later and started talking to the girls - I chastised the girl that gave him the cigarette, arguing the wingman stopped smoking a while ago and that I have been preventing him from restarting for the last two months. A blatant bullshit, but they digged it. We were in. The major obstacle was that my positioning wasnt good. My wingman and the two girls were sitting on the bench in front of me while I was standing with my crotch basically in their faces, with my body fully turned toward them. No good. Quickly I moved to the side of the bench, crouching down, so that we could both isolate our girls and talk individually to them, rather than talk all 4 together. That was easily accomplished. Still, within 3 minutes his chick went to the restroom as wingman was unable to keep her interest up.
What did he do?
Rather than mind his business smoking his cigarette, he approached me and my girl and joined our conversation. Cockblocking to its finest. He highjacked the conversation with a barrage of questions. I was appalled as clearly he didnt understand what he was doing (ah!). I could have shut him down stealing his chick's seat (de facto excluding him and locking down my target) but I didnt do it. I wanted him to restart gaming his girl upon her return. I cared that he succeeded. Another major mistake. I patiently ignored his faux pas and just waited - shortly his girl would have been back from the restroom.
However, once his girl did return and sat back close to him, genius wingman kept talking to my girl, across his target, once again forcing a 4 people conversation. After 2-3 minutes of meaningless elderly game I couldnt take it anymore: I faked a phone call to walk away. My 9 had been listening to me but she didnt give me any solid IOI's. Plus, I had fucking cramps from crouching to the side of the bench close to her for so long. From afar I observed the body language of the chicks and of my wingman while he was trying to entertain them.
Mmmmmm...
Within 2 min the two chicks left the bench and went back inside the bar.
As I expected. The shocker and the learning part of this story, is that my wingman thought that we were doing well! He told me "They said they will be right back - they went to get some extra drinks". I laughed and told him the deal was done. Finito. The facts were:
- You didnt manage to open your blonde when you asked her for the cigarette.
- Your blonde left after 2 min that she was talking to you to go to the restroom.
- They both left within 1 min since I walked away to take my call.
What shocks me everytime is that he was blind to this rational argument, when I pointed out his mistakes and deconstructed what worked and what didnt work he just refused to listen. Adamant, he spied on the two girls for 15 min while the two chicks were inside talking to two other guys. He kept saying "I'm going back inside and I will suggest we all go out to XY restaurant. Do you like XY restaurant? Do you think it is a good choice that they will like?"
I told him the restaurant was the last of our problems. That set was dead. We didnt build any attraction. Still, he refused to listen. He was soo excited and delusional that when I reminded him our parking meter was about to expire (he drove) he went as far as to say "Who cares? We got something good here, better to take a $65 ticket rather than leave". DESPERADO.
In the end he approached his girl when she was alone for few instants. I observed the exchange from afar - his body language was way too friendly, he hugged her twice in 30 seconds, smiling like a puppy, displaying how nervous he was. However I saw him putting some digits in his phone and then he walked up to me grinning. That is when things turned beautiful.
Wingman: "I've done it. I got a number."
Me: "You mean, her number, what's her name?"
Wingman "Not exactly. She has been here in LA for 4 months only, so she doesnt have a cell. I got the one of the other girl, your target." (My target was in the restroom while this exchange took place).
Me: "Wingman, did she volunteer the other girl's number?"
Wingman "I asked her first but she was about to".
Me: "She was about to? LOL. Wingman, that number means nothing, lets go so we can avoid getting a parking ticket."
Wingman: "What do you mean, it means nothing?"
Me: "Do you really believe she doesnt have a cellphone after 4 MONTHS she has been living here? Plus, she didnt volunteer the number, neither she was about to. You strong-armed her into giving you something. She did so, so you could leave. She left you behind twice before, still you walked up to her again. The problem is that you are looking but seeing only what you want to see. Last but not least, the guy that she had been talking to, that she seemed to dig, was right behind you when you approached her, so she clearly didnt want to hand out her number to you in front of him."
Wingman got mad at this point. He stressed that he got game, but that he just aims very high and is interested only in the finest chicks. At that point I couldnt take this delusional bs anymore and I reminded him that he hadnt exactly been very successful in the last two years.![[Image: tard.gif]](https://rooshvforum.network/images/smilies/new/tard.gif)
In conclusion, this painful and laughable story proves once again that a gameless man disregards facts to create a fictional reality that serves his purpose: convince himself that he got game. The Gamma Rationalization hamster is strong. DONT BE THAT GUY!
This is a good example of what not to do if you are getting into game!
After months I went out with my roommate - a gamma on an at-least-two-years dry spell (hasnt fucked anyone since we have been living together). He defines himself saying "I'm picky but I got game". Pure denial, evidently. He isnt unattractive but he is very insecure and gives a negative vibe. Plus he aims for girls WAY OUT of his league. Still, he is a good guy and I wanted to help him getting laid, for once, as he is about to leave the country and move back to Europe.
We went to a bar and an interesting opportunity appeared: we spotted a brunette and a blonde, thin and well dressed, a 9 and a 8. We would later find out they were two aussie chicks in their early twenties that moved to LA 4 months before. To my surprise he approached them outside the bar, on his own, as soon as they went smoking on a bench - he asked for a cigarette, sat close to them and got it. However he was unable to transform that opener into an easy conversation. He was shut down as I have seen it happening tons of times before - he opens his target but doesnt have a conversation thread ready, he just uses a pick up line and then doesnt know what to say. His approach is fundamentally flawed, as he argues that the pick up line "Must be something very cool, unusual, so that they immediately understand this conversation isnt a typical one. And that I am mysterious".
I wanted to scream the first time I heard that!
Anyway, I approached him a min later and started talking to the girls - I chastised the girl that gave him the cigarette, arguing the wingman stopped smoking a while ago and that I have been preventing him from restarting for the last two months. A blatant bullshit, but they digged it. We were in. The major obstacle was that my positioning wasnt good. My wingman and the two girls were sitting on the bench in front of me while I was standing with my crotch basically in their faces, with my body fully turned toward them. No good. Quickly I moved to the side of the bench, crouching down, so that we could both isolate our girls and talk individually to them, rather than talk all 4 together. That was easily accomplished. Still, within 3 minutes his chick went to the restroom as wingman was unable to keep her interest up.
What did he do?
Rather than mind his business smoking his cigarette, he approached me and my girl and joined our conversation. Cockblocking to its finest. He highjacked the conversation with a barrage of questions. I was appalled as clearly he didnt understand what he was doing (ah!). I could have shut him down stealing his chick's seat (de facto excluding him and locking down my target) but I didnt do it. I wanted him to restart gaming his girl upon her return. I cared that he succeeded. Another major mistake. I patiently ignored his faux pas and just waited - shortly his girl would have been back from the restroom.
However, once his girl did return and sat back close to him, genius wingman kept talking to my girl, across his target, once again forcing a 4 people conversation. After 2-3 minutes of meaningless elderly game I couldnt take it anymore: I faked a phone call to walk away. My 9 had been listening to me but she didnt give me any solid IOI's. Plus, I had fucking cramps from crouching to the side of the bench close to her for so long. From afar I observed the body language of the chicks and of my wingman while he was trying to entertain them.
Mmmmmm...
Within 2 min the two chicks left the bench and went back inside the bar.
As I expected. The shocker and the learning part of this story, is that my wingman thought that we were doing well! He told me "They said they will be right back - they went to get some extra drinks". I laughed and told him the deal was done. Finito. The facts were:
- You didnt manage to open your blonde when you asked her for the cigarette.
- Your blonde left after 2 min that she was talking to you to go to the restroom.
- They both left within 1 min since I walked away to take my call.
What shocks me everytime is that he was blind to this rational argument, when I pointed out his mistakes and deconstructed what worked and what didnt work he just refused to listen. Adamant, he spied on the two girls for 15 min while the two chicks were inside talking to two other guys. He kept saying "I'm going back inside and I will suggest we all go out to XY restaurant. Do you like XY restaurant? Do you think it is a good choice that they will like?"
I told him the restaurant was the last of our problems. That set was dead. We didnt build any attraction. Still, he refused to listen. He was soo excited and delusional that when I reminded him our parking meter was about to expire (he drove) he went as far as to say "Who cares? We got something good here, better to take a $65 ticket rather than leave". DESPERADO.
In the end he approached his girl when she was alone for few instants. I observed the exchange from afar - his body language was way too friendly, he hugged her twice in 30 seconds, smiling like a puppy, displaying how nervous he was. However I saw him putting some digits in his phone and then he walked up to me grinning. That is when things turned beautiful.
Wingman: "I've done it. I got a number."
Me: "You mean, her number, what's her name?"
Wingman "Not exactly. She has been here in LA for 4 months only, so she doesnt have a cell. I got the one of the other girl, your target." (My target was in the restroom while this exchange took place).
Me: "Wingman, did she volunteer the other girl's number?"
Wingman "I asked her first but she was about to".
Me: "She was about to? LOL. Wingman, that number means nothing, lets go so we can avoid getting a parking ticket."
Wingman: "What do you mean, it means nothing?"
Me: "Do you really believe she doesnt have a cellphone after 4 MONTHS she has been living here? Plus, she didnt volunteer the number, neither she was about to. You strong-armed her into giving you something. She did so, so you could leave. She left you behind twice before, still you walked up to her again. The problem is that you are looking but seeing only what you want to see. Last but not least, the guy that she had been talking to, that she seemed to dig, was right behind you when you approached her, so she clearly didnt want to hand out her number to you in front of him."
Wingman got mad at this point. He stressed that he got game, but that he just aims very high and is interested only in the finest chicks. At that point I couldnt take this delusional bs anymore and I reminded him that he hadnt exactly been very successful in the last two years.
In conclusion, this painful and laughable story proves once again that a gameless man disregards facts to create a fictional reality that serves his purpose: convince himself that he got game. The Gamma Rationalization hamster is strong. DONT BE THAT GUY!
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