| So just a short introduction, I've been doing night game in clubs for the past 6 weeks and slowly but surely improving my skills. What have I achieved so far? Two number closes and some light kino.
The first number flaked and the second number, well I sent a message this morning and still no response.
I'm going to be as honest as I can on these field reports and I would appreciate any constructive criticism or thoughts.
I want to master my game to the point where I "fill up my funnel" and have lots of girls' numbers and dates. I'm still a virgin and so for me it's not so much that I "need sex" (I've never had it so how would I know if I reallyw ant it) but I do want to get this part of my life sorted - I work from home and so don't get as much social interactions in this crucial part of my life as I should (I'm 25). So without further ado I bring you my adventures. I hope to make these diary posts interesting to read, kind of like a novel... but I'm a bit worried about opening up on forums, even though I don't know any of you guys, to have some "playas" get on and tell me how weak my game is. Whatever. Listen.
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Day 1: The Devil in the Gold Heels
So I came to the Argyle in Sydney where the local PUA community meets up. Suprisingly it was a very quiet day. Pretty much there were only 2 people from the lair that I knew but those two guys were a godsend! Basically one of them is British and a fairly heavy drinker, but on the upside he approaches every set fearlessly (thanks to the liquid courage) meaning I can easily slip stream into sets (yes, it probably doesn't help much with approach anxiety but lets me practice conversation skills, kino escalation blah blah blah).
The other guy let's call him 'V', is fairly ordinary in his game, but he jumped on a grenade (fat chick) for me on this night so i gotta give him credit. So let me begin with the interaction.
First thing I learnt from the British guy (I call him Daniel Craig because he looks a little like him, all though no one agrees with me) is that British women are socially retarded. I didn't believe him until we moved into a 6 set of English girls.
We went in and said something I forget but as I entered the set everyone was just playing with their phones or just talking to themselves, which I found a bit rude/chicken headed, but hey, I gotta make something happen. So I start making conversation, only one of the chicks was good looking but she was buried in her phone. So I started engaging the group and one of them was fairly receptive, so I thought I would engage her and then move on to the rest of the group and then eventually chat up the English girl.
Anyway we started talking, she asked me what I did. I said I help people buy things they don't need (marketing). Then I told her that one of the bartenders was the lead actor in Uninhabited (look it up on YouTube). I thought it was pretty cool (I had just found out that night), so the girl starts accusing me of making up stuff to impress her. I sort of got defensive and said "Why would I do that?" she said I'm not really in marketing or in Head Studios so I showed her my business card, she said "Yeh, but you can get those printed out from any stationary shop." I said "That's what I did".
Then I decided to play on this role and took off my watch and showed her the back which still had a price tag on it and said "I keep this price tag on when I'm trying to impress girls to show them how much my watch costs". She said "Money doesn't impress me, it impresses her though" and pointed to one of the girls, I then put my watch back on and said "Check out this pick up line" and walked out of the group and then walked back to the girl who was the "gold digger" of the group and just flashed my watch in front of her and said "Guess" (which is the name of the watch).
However all this stuff I was doing and engaging the group, the blonde pretty girl was still just playing on her phone. So anyway I ejected prematurely without getting her attention.
So then it was over to the pub where I learnt and had my first experience with aloofneess game. Let me explain this because I don't know if it's mentioned in another part of this forum but I'm going to claim it as mine. And it basically works like this.
Instead of walking through the club looking for sets, you simply sit down and act aloof (in other words just stare out into a blank spot like you're thinking hard about something) but while doing this you observe everything that's going on around you (the conversations what people are saying etc.). Do this for a while (without looking too weird) and you're going to have a very topical opener when you move into a set/girl.
Anyway not sure if that makes sense, I'll expand on it later but basically I'm sitting at the pub and this girl is looking through a huge menu (who looks at a menu when ordering a drink?) so I'm just sitting at the pub quietly observing her. Then i ask "Are you a wine girl or a beer girl?" or something along those lines. So we both look through the menu and I help her pick something out (even though I'm not the best with alcahol, I don't drink when I go out).
She was then joined by her way hotter friend (my target, oh my god you should have seen this girl) and I ask what they're up to.
She said "I'm looking for a boyfriend for Melanie" (her friend)
I thought she said "I'm looking for a boyfriend for me"
So I ask her if that's what she said. She repeats herself, laughs a little. Then grabs me and says "Omg can you buy her a drink?"
Now I turn around to see a goth/unattractive chick standing by the table. Obviously she's not my target, so what do I do?
I decide to get in the group - here's the thing, I'm very good at holding large sets and creating conversation, I've yet to learn on being able to build kino quickly, so I think this would be a good way into the set. However remembering to not lose my balls I say "I don't buy drinks for girls" so the girl says "Ok, I'll buy the drink, and it's her favorite drink."
I say "Won't it be fishy if I buy this random girl a drink that just happens to be her favorite?"
the friend says "Don't worry about it."
So the girl buys the drink and gives it to me, then her and her hot friend stand at the other side of the table watching me with big eyes seeing what would happen (ok, they were a little immature, but they were friendly and it was at least a bit interesting).
So anyway, I walk over to their friend (who is talking to two other girls she just met) and give her the drink in a really exagurrated corny way. She just looks at me and is fairly friendly, so now i'm "picking up" this goth girl who I'm not really interested in with her two friends and the two girls she just met watching. (one of the girls was egging me on saying "You're doing great").
So then this goth girl accuses me of spiking her drink (playfully) so I say "Can't a guy buy a girl a drink without thinking there's some ulterior motive." loud enough for her friends to hear. So then she makes me drink it to see it's not spiked. I take a sip and pretend to pass out.
So anyway we get to talking, the goth girl is confused why i would buy her a drink so then eventually the "secret plot" gets discovered. She's not upset, thankfully so then I got to talking to the two other girls (including the hot one) but old school friends happened to drop by into Argyle and so they went to talk to them then dissapeared into the club.
So then we met the 'honeypot'. Basically this Brazillian guy I see is chilling out with these beautiful Brazillian girls (we found out he was with 5 of them). I talk to him to find out what's going on and find out the girls are all single (I assume, correctly and confirmed later, that he's gay). Anyway he works to hook me up with one of his girlfriends, I say something but there's a conversational clash (she couldn't understand something I said and it sort of ruined the mood). She dissapears.
Me and my wing gave it another shot later that night because now this gay guy had some asian girls around him. One of the asian girls ejects as soon as we enter like a real bitch, her less attractive friend stays and we make conversation for a little while. Then the Brazillian girls dissapear. Wow, well what can you do.
So the final set we go into (before we did a bunch of street game) was this Chilean girl. I'm not going to too much into it as i'm tired.
Long story short I talked shit, did some kino escalation and started kissing her shoes (ok I have a foot fetish, go make a joke). Anyway I said let's meet up (I found out I live on the same street as her ex - is that a good thing or a bad thing?)
Long story short got her number, texted, flake. Maybe went in too strong, here's the text:
"Hello beautiful devil, it's Kosta from sat (the one who showed appreciation for your shoes) I wanted to ask you when would be a good day to meet up Wednesday or Thursday.." - NOTE: I said 'devil' because her mobile has a '666' in it.
Whatever.
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