Slow beginning tonight. Didn’t transition very well tonight. Was pretty much expected as it was the first night of gaming completely sober. Goal of the night was to not drink at all. This was successful. Felt pretty introverted and unsocial.
Started the night at the loft with the regular homies. My roommate was pretty drunk when I initially got home LOL. We got into a bit of a heated debate about how why I wanted to improve myself and go sober for the next 30-days. He asked my why I want to try to better my game because I was already super money. My response was because I want to bang hot girls on a regular basis.
Now granted, I don’t get laid as much as him because he has a lot lower standards as him. I had to prove to him that at lot of the girls he bangs are not as hot as I want. Multiple girls with chub and slightly unattractive occasionally.
We started the night off about 11pm at Sidebar. Was pretty fucking dead upon entering. Did not approach at all from what I can remember. Just kinda stood around a little anxious while my friends started approaching. After a couple of sets that don’t really go anywhere for them, we decide to bounce to another place.
Headed to a bar that was doing karaoke that was pretty lame. Super dead and shitty singers. Decide to hit up the next bar: Whiskey Girl.
Right outside the bar, my boy opens a set. I immediately follow. Interaction goes well, I’m pretty excited about what I have to say and self-amused. Girl wasn’t that attractive, but just wanted to get myself into a more talkative mood.
Girls are heading to another bar, after a bit of convo, we decide to let them head off on their own. We get in the bar and the first set my friends open is a three set of semi-attractive girls. Their jumping and hollering. I don’t join in and stand about around them. I value scan like a little bitch and don’t find anything to open. *Well I do, but I just make a few excuses not to.
Finally see a girl alone and decide to open. We chat for a bit, doesn’t go anywhere and convo dies off. I dance a little and let her wander off.
***LESSON: EVEN IF I DON’T FIND THE GIRL ATTRACTIVE, PUSH THE INTERACTION LONGER. JUST FOR THE REFERENCE EXPERIENCE.
After that I still kind of choded out and made a bunch of excuses no to make approaches. Headed back to Sidebar. Immediately went to the smoking patio and hit up three girls with my two friends.Opened pretty nicely and then I just went pretty blank. Stopped talking and just kind of chilled back. One of my friends was running good game as he had probably already talked to at least 10-15 girls. Other friend comes in and pretty much gets ignored completely and calls them gold digging whores.
This kind of causes the girls to blow us out and they head back inside. I chode around for literally the next hour or so. Don’t really talk to any more girls until on of my boys drags me over to wing him. My girl was pretty sexy and I tell her I’m originally am from San Diego. She’s from Turkey and tells me how lucky I am.
I joke around and tell her that I was born on the beach, but don’t worry they laid out a towel. Continue a little humorous conversation and then it just kind of dies and we realize its pull-thirty.
We roam a bit and my two boys hit up a two set. I walk around and see a girl I should have approached that was alone, but don’t. I make a full circle around the bar and see her again. I decide to open. We chat, she tells me her name and where she’s from. This rings a bell. I tell her that I think I met her. And show her a phone number in my phone. It’s hers, we laugh and then dance for a bit.
I take her out to the patio and we chat for a bit. She super sober and her state wasn’t pumped by my awesomeness (which is what happened last time and is why she probably didn’t remember me). I tell her to hang out and I send her a text so she has my number.
She goes on her way. I head back in the club and I feel that I’m starting to transition. I open more sets. Things are pretty awesome. I tell girls that I went to the Zoo yesterday and tried to steal a flamingo. Also tell them about how my friend, earlier that night, tried to steal a cardboard cut out of the most interesting man in the world from Wiskey Girl – to no avail (TRUE STORY).
After the streets die out. We call it a night. Two of my friends pull a couple ugly Mexicans, but I head upstair to write up this field report. And now it’s time for bed. 🙂
****NEED TO IMPROVE ON:
STARTING EARLIER. TALK TO MORE SETS NO MATTER IF W/FRIENDS OR GUYS. ***EXPAND ON CONVERSATION. AS IN, DON’T ONLY TALK ABOUT LOGICAL BULLSHIT (EVEN THOUGH THIS CAN AND HAS WORKED IN THE PAST). TALK ABOUT RANDOM, MADEUP BULLSHIT. I DID NOT GO TO THE ZOO AND TRY TO STEAL A FLAMINGO. AND I WAS DEFINITELY NOT BORN ON THE BEACH. JUST HAVE FUN AND FREE.
Peace out and good night!