Alright, a little backstory for this one. The place I work is split up into areas, so I only really get to interact with people in my area. Also, we work 10-hour days. On Monday, I found the ONE cute girl that works there. ONE. And she was actually working in my area. I wanted to talk to her, but got psyched out because she was always talking to another guy. I know, that’s pretty AFC of me, but whatever, it is what it is. This guy happens to be a guy that I went to high school with. I was never really one of the cool kids. He was. On Monday, that mindset prevented me from talking to her. After work was over, I decided: “Fuck it. The old me is dead, that’s not how I am anymore. I’m Smiley, a PUA in the making, and if I want to pick her up, I’ll pick her up. I don’t care who he is or who he thinks I am.”
Anyway, today I decided to ride my motorcycle to work. I happened to arrive just as the cute girl (we’ll call her HBWork) was getting out of her car. She saw me rollin’ in on my bike and I must admit I felt like a badass. I thought to myself, “I hope she’s in my area again today. I can totally get that number.”
Guess what. She was in my area. The first few hours go by and I hadn’t approached yet. This was a mixture of not knowing what to say and not having the opportunity to during work. I wanted to go with one of my failsafe openers, but I ended up deciding to try something completely different. I was willing for this to tank so that I could see how well this works. I waited for the opportunity to talk to her to present itself. When it happened, I’ll admit, I almost bitched out. But I didn’t.
Smiley: Hey (motioning for her to come over to me)
HBWork: (walks over and smiles)
Smiley: Can I tell you a secret?
HBWork: Yeah….
Smiley: (smiling) You have pretty eyes.
HBWork: (noticeably flattered and with a smile) Thanks!
Smiley: (kinda laughing) Yeah.
Then I walked away. Seems lame, right? Because it was. I broke a rule of pickup (according to Mystery) that says never to compliment a girl on her physical beauty because that’s what all the guys do and it give them the power. But I had a plan with this. Working a mind-numbing job for 10 hours means that for 10 hours all you do is think about stuff. I just put myself in her mind for the rest of the day. Also, I didn’t continue to show her attention. I ended it right there and walked away and didn’t say another word to her.
After a couple hours had gone by, I figured it wasn’t going to work. She was showing disinterest and avoided eye contact. But it was fine, I wasn’t showing her any more attention. I was ignoring her and it didn’t really bother me that I might have blown it. It would be a learning experience. But based on cat-string theory, I figured she would want to regain that attention at some point. That point came. I was still just playing it cool, not worrying about her, when she walked up to me.
HBWork: Would that happen to be your bike in the parking lot?
I smiled. I knew I had won. It was on.
Smiley: (smiling) Yeah.
HBWork: It’s a good choice, I like it.
Smiley: Thanks, I like it, too.
HBWork: How long have you had it?
Smiley: About a month. I got it when I came back from college.
HBWork: That’s cool.
Smiley: Yeah.
Then I walked away. Again. Although, this time I knew I could safely talk to her again next time I had the chance. After this I started noticing a lot more IOI’s from her. She was no longer putting up the disinterest front. My next chance to talk to her came a couple of hours later.
Smiley: What time do you get off today?
HBWork: Ummm…4:30.
Smiley: 4:30? Cool, meet me at my bike after work.
HBWork: (same flattered look and smile) Okay!
Smiley: (kinda laughing) Alright?
HBWork: Yeah!
The reason I did that was because I knew the only chance I would have to n-close her would be after work, and she leaves really quickly, so there was a good chance of missing her. This way, she would know that I wanted to talk to her after work, and hopefully she would wait up. I kinda felt like telling her to meet me at my bike might be kinda creepy but I figured if she didn’t want to she could easily say she had somewhere to be.
As I was heading out into the parking lot, I was ready to be disappointed if I didn’t see her waiting for me. But she was. She happened to be parked right next to my bike and she was just sitting on her car waiting.
Smiley: What’s up?
HBWork: Hey!
I walk past her and start getting my motorcycle ready to go.
Smiley: I just wanted to make sure I caught you before you left. (I look back at her and start walking toward her, grabbing my phone from my pocket)
HBWork: Okay.
Smiley: So I could get your number (handing her my phone and going back to the bike to keep getting it ready)
HBWork: (smiling) Okay.
As I’m preparing my bike, she keeps talking to me about my phone (new model) and asking me about my bike. She finally walks over and hands my phone back.
Smiley: Thanks. What was your name?
HBWork: ______.
Smiley: I’m Smiley.
HBWork: Oh, I know your name. (pause) I mean, I know everyone’s name….
Smiley: (kinda laughing) Yeah well I’m bad with names so it’s gonna take me a while.
We stand there talking for a while until I finally decide I wanna go home. I tell her I’m leaving, that I’ll text her in a minute, and we hug. Then I hop on my motorcycle and ride off into the night like fucking SPAM.
Except I’m not SPAM. And it was daytime.
Here are the texts that followed:
Smiley 4:49PM: This is a VIP number. Store with care. –Smiley
HBWork 4:52PM: Roger that.
Smiley 4:55PM: Btw I’m taking you out on a date soon. Idk when yet, but soon
HBWork 5:19PM: That’s not even a question hahaha
Smiley 5:41PM: Haha glad we’re on the same page then
HBWork 8:05PM:
The takeaways:
As with all my FR’s, I want to point out that it doesn’t matter what you say. It’s how you say it. I was trying something new here; giving her the direct compliment then ignoring her, and it worked because I stuck to it and didn’t cave in. Don’t be afraid to try new things. If it doesn’t work, then look at it as a learning experience. Failure is the best teacher.
PS: The guy who she is always talking to, who I went to high school with? Turns out he’s her ex-boyfriend. Makes it even more awesome that I picked her up (explaining his dirty looks) but at the same time, I don’t really expect this to go anywhere. If she’s still that close to her ex, chances are she still likes him.
PSS: Learn how to ride a motorcycle and get one. They are good on gas and they are chick magnets lol. As you can see from this FR, it kinda worked for me the same way peacocking does. It gave the target a reason to come up and talk to me.