| HB9 on the tube, 8 on the street, 2 set at pret. For the past few weeks daylight has made these targets appear out-of-reach. Or maybe the lack of wings, alcohol or lets me honest, confidence. As Hackney mentioned in his post above - introducing sarging to the day would help the continual development I'm on, and introduce a lot of new opportunities: and as a cheesy film once stated, "Great moments come from great opportunities." So Snow, Oz and I agree to meet for our first day game.
I meet Oz in central London. We catch up and Oz opens a couple of Sweedish girls, both very easy to look at and talk to. We number close, saying they should come out this evening. Oz says he still gets approach anxiety, and hey I do for the first few sets, but he's all over the Sweedish girls.
Snow joins us. Its great to be with these boys. If Game is my drug, my dealers have arrived: let's go get high. Snow opens a two set, Oz joins. I'm still nervous about day game, it seems so obvious that we are trying to pick up women. I do a recon of the area and open an Italian looking two set asking for directions. But my lack of wing gets to me and I'm off shortly. "Fuck this, I can do this," I give myself a kick up the arse as Oz joins me. A cute two set sit on a patch of grass, I approach and open. We start talking and Oz joins. We are there for five minutes, but no number close. I recall Style talking about going to the targets level helps to make them feel at ease, note to self to sit briefly next time.
Snow returns and straight away he is on it again, running up to two girls in the street and n-closing. Good man. He reveals that is moral has taken a hit as his pipeline is empty. This is a man with nothing to lose, and it looks like the risks are paying off.
We hit Pret (a sandwich bar) for liquids. A HB9 enters, middle eastern, slim, dark-dark hair. She is in the queue behind me. I'm about to open when she jumps the queue,
"Wooooo,"
She looks around, "Oh I'm sorry,"
I let her go and order a tea. As I wait I reapproach, "So this is what you do, jump the queue, huh?" And I'm in. I quickly build rapport and we walk out together. Both hands are full so no kino, and she is with her family this evening so I don't try to n-close. In retrospect I should have suggested meeting up in the week or teased her with something like, "Right, where are we going now," or, "OK I can meet your family." Next time.
Outside of Pret a two-set. I open and start talking about good bars. They look young, but know their stuff about clubs. I'm about to try to get a number when an older woman joins them - a mum or an aunt I guess. I feel like a naughty school boy now, caught in the act. But its all cool. They head off, and I think its better to let them go than try to n-close a daughter with her mum. Have you guys had this before? I guess mums and daughters are more like friends in a lot of relationships , so it's more a confidence barrier I was facing. Let me know your thoughts.
We walk some more and pick up Snow from another set. I approach a two set, "Where is Trafalgar Square,"
"You're in it," the girls turn to face me.
"I know, I just wanted to say hi,"
We talk and I neg them for their middle-class behaviour which they take well. Snow joins and we chat. They aren't out tonight so I don't go for the n-close. Writing this now, if this was night game I would have been all over it, or I hope so at least. Well its all a process I guess.
Snow opens a two-set and I join. One girl is Russian so I crack out what phrases I know. They ask us how we know each other....Snow looks so shady..."We met at a bar crawl'" I chime in. Better than, "We met through this online community for picking up women," I think. I number close the Russian and we head off.
I approach a two-set both HB9. I walk head on to them, and ask, "Do you guys speak English,"
The hottest one looks at me, "No,"
"OK," And I leave.
So let's dissect this together. Firstly I headed straight for them, next time I'll take the side of the least attractive. Then my opener was lame, easy to reject and not interesting. Next time I'll try something less like a pick up line. Thirdly I gave no fight, how about, "yes you do, you just bloody spoke it," or, "oh good, neither do I." It seems that the hotter the girl the more refined and more natural the game has to me, would you agree with that?
As the afternoon wore on we parted ways, and I crossed the river for a date I'd set up with Blue Eyes from a few posts ago. She arrives, her eyes blue-er than I recall, platinum blonde hair, and great fashion sense. This girl can dress. Now this was interesting, she says she was late as some guy tapped her on the shoulder and tried to pick her up. Reading The Game I remember strips of LA getting taken over by PUAs. It certainly doesn't seem London is at that stage, but what are the chances.
Blue Eyes and I talk, build kino and connect. Her personality is magnetic and she has an amazing energy. We play a few games and have great fun, and then end up walking London till the early hours and hitting a late night restaurant. I make the rookie error of paying - I have to get out of this habit. By this point I am exhausted. I've been sarging all weekend and its passed midnight now. As we wait for a taxi I think about kissing her. But she has a cold sore. I weigh it up. I like her, but not enough to catch a cold sore.
But I still want to kiss her. I can't do it. Not because of the cold sore, but because I don't know how. As I said I avoid k-close routines on dates as it doesn't feel natural to me. I worry that if I pull out, "Do you find me attractive...what's your excuse for not kissing me right now,' she will think I'm an arsehole after working hard to build connection throughout the night. So what do I do? What works for you on dates? Do you find that k-closing when you have just met is easier than on a date?
Would really appreciate the feedback. _________________ "You miss 100% of the shots you don't take," Wayne Gretzky
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