Alright, I'm going to follow the structure set forth for your first post. I've been practicing pick up for about a month now. I recently got out of a 2 and a half year relationship and was introduced to the book "The Game" by a waitress at work who said I had to read it. And I devoured it. Then I read MM, then I started sarging. As I said I've been doing it for a month or so now and I feel like my opening game is pretty good, I can DHV, and even get away with compliance tests and kino, but after that things seem to fade. I'm hoping to get some friends into this stuff (I have a few who are starting, but not willing to go in field with me), or meet some people who want to Sarge in RI or VT. Let me know.

Now, about the name of the topic... I figured this would be a fun way to introduce myself, as it is a true story that happened the other night while I was out in field. Here it goes:

It was around midnight on a Sunday, and I was in Providence, RI with a friend. While I wanted to go Sarging, it really wasn't the night for it, so we hit an Irish pub. There was one girl all the way across the room who looked attractive, I would say an HB8, but given the bar scene worth my energy to practice.

The problem was this girl was sitting at the inside of a booth (perhaps a protection field) and her two friends were BIG Obstacles. Since the MM says we don't rate below a 6, that would put these girls off the wrong end of the scale. I decided if I had any shot I would need to raise social proof so they would notice I was popular before approaching.

I turn to two energetic and fun guys sitting next to my friend and I and I use an opener I had come up with a few nights before based on my friend's girlfriend. They get talking to us and it turns out they are brothers who know everyone at the bar. Soon they bring other people into the conversation (apparently this opener gets people talking!). Next thing I know a girl (not an HB, but still social proof) buys me a shot. At this point I feel like I have enough social proof so I tell my friend I'm going to open the set with the HB 8.

To keep it indirect I pretend I'm about to smoke a cigarette and walk past the table, stop and turn a little to them and run my opener.

ME: "Excuse me, ladies, I'm on my way to smoke this cigarette, but I need some female perspective on something."

Them: Uh sure, etc, yeah, what is it? blah blah

ME, speaking to the obstacles and not even looking at the target "Alright, cool. Lets say you've been in a relationship for three years. It's now over a month past your birthday and you have yet to receive a gift. How do you feel about this?"

Them: "that's fucked up... blah blah blah, leave her! AHAA!!" Women LOVE throwing other woman under the bus, which is why this opener works so well (similar in nature to Style's Jealous Girlfriend).

Okay, so they were opened. They were all smiles and kept talking. I pulled up a chair and sat with them and began working the obstacles who were totally into the conversation and I could see the target getting bored because she was now being ignored.

She said something and I negged her, saying something along the lines of "wow, that's pretty shallow" and then looking back to her friends who agreed. The conversation continued for a minute and then I made eye contact with the target for the first time. I complimented her on her blue, blue eyes. She smiled and then I followed it up quickly with a smile and the question "Are they fake?" She was taken aback. She gasped and asked what I said as if she heard wrong.
"Well maybe it's the lights," I continued, "but I think I see roots growing out so I don't think you're a natural blonde. But if you are a brunette with blue eyes that's pretty rare... so I was just asking if you are wearing color contacts?"

And then her eyes glossed over... she asked why people were being so mean to her, and said this had been the worst night of her life. Her friends said I had to leave. I tried to calm her down telling her it was a playful back-handed compliment because my point was she had lovely eyes, blah blah blah. I could she was going to cry and I needed to stop her. Basically, I crashed and burned hard.

She started to cry.

I walked back to the bar to say goodnight to my new friends, but felt absolutely terrible about it and began to question this whole pick up game... for about five minutes. Then I realized I just need more practice!

And now I'm here... I look forward to meeting you all, sharing ideas, and growing as both PUAs and People!

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"As to the deceit perpetrated upon women, let it pass, for, when love is in the way, men and women as a general rule dupe each other."
-Giacomo Casanova