yeehah!
So, big in my pants after completing day4 of the StyleLife Challenge (approach 3x women in town and ask for menswear shops), I made contact again with RedThirst and on the hoof we agreed to go out sargin.
WEll dudes, what a fuckin experience!
He suggested a place fulla students, and i nearly bailed cos I'm f***ing in my 30s, but I said what the hell, go with the more experienced PUA here, support him as a wing, will still learn loads.
Bear in mind I have NEVER used an opener in the field, up till now, since reading the Game in December. I been using the attitude (cocky funny etc.) to keep my MILFs in check, and used Mystery's k-close which led to an (almost automatic) MILF f-close a few weeks ago. But that was it dudes.
So armed with the cats and dogs openers (which felt sorta natural for my age group) and not much else I traipsed out to meet RedThirst. we made contact by SPAM so he'd know what I looked like b4, and luckily he was standing outside the bar when I pulled up in a taxi.
We had a drink and got to know each other a bit, notwithstanding a near brawl breaking out between about 6 losers (my age, but made me count my blessings loll) right beside us.
RedThirst (RT) suggested the smoking area (btw man, I owe u for half a packet of cigs will sort u out next time dude) and we got chatting to a 5set, 2gals, 3boys. Couldnt believe RT ignored the gals and seemed to be talking unbelievable shite to the fellas. I opened with cats and dogs on the gals. Oh, did i mention that some youngsters had been talking to the gals when we broke in, turned out they'd tried game on the girls (gal#1, tubby and a 5: "he came in and said some random shit about x,y,z" - can't remember but it reeked of pure game - albeit with no attititude to back it up).
gal #1 was eating up the cats and dogs and well into me, and i was enjoying myself, getting kino etc. but truth be told not very interested. Just lying back on my laurels for using my first scripted opener.
But man did RT come good in the end, as gal#2 a sleek 7 or 8 was happy to chat for ages with him towards the middle of the night. I guess becus I got so into gal#1 outta pure security blanket gal#2, was not gonna impinge on her mate's "pull". BTW wasn't really into gal#1 but wuda taken one for the team. BTW both said they had boyfriends, mine demolished her bf cos he was too wimpy to go to a wrestling compo that her ex was wrestling in. What did I do like a chump - f***king AGREED with her, and whats worse, damned the new bf to hell as a pussy. Meanwhile RT was bigging UP gal#2's bf. RT debriefed me in a smoking break, lesson learnded dude! by dissing her BF I made a big sign that I was obviously hitting on gal#1, so gal#2 was never gonna take me on, without me playing OUTTa my skin. RT however was backing up gal#2's bf, and building social proof as a decent fella LOL. In the end he fbook or number closed, one or d'other not sure.
What I learned from RT in this set especially (and a few others as well) is to bring love for the guys in the group. This does not come easy to me, as for the past 10 years, I have avoided contact with guys unless they come into the category of: are they bro-mance material; are they useful for my business; can i learn something fly from them. Just making small talk with fellas, who I look down on? wtf! But its also based on fear, past experiences of bullying and shit, and I'm looking into that. As it happens I found something good in the guys i met, they were nice and creative and unthreatening. reminded me of me at their age - funny that. CAn see how I've been building up a story about guys. Maybe I DON'T need to kick all their f--ing heads in after all, how nice would that be, a peaceful world ?
Then a 2set drifted past, RT was still jiggling with the dudes so I said what the hell, ok broke the 3second rule, but gave them time to settle (lame excuse lol) and after about 20secs moved in on the older. Gave her cats and dogs, got the kid girl, 23, 7 and tall into it as well. Good drunken kino dancing going on, but there was a dude came into the scene, introduced to me as "one of my patients" by the mom, but sensed something between him and the 7. She was good fun, "she's my mum" (coulda been I suppose, cue checking out similar cheekbones etc.) anyhow somehow I was left with the guy who wanted to demo breakdancing to me. He was strong and good at it, nice fella didn't put the boot in when I wudn't have a go at bdancing and negged him as having same size arm muscles as me, but 3stone lighter, but where did dem chicks go LOL.
Drifted off from my breakdancin pal and after wandering a bit found RT.
Oh in between I found gal#1 and gal#2 at the bar, and had a chat with them. this time focusing more on gal#2, but of course I see now she musta seen me as a slag cos I was coming on to her after spending 15mins charming and getting all kino with gal#1. doh. Exit them to the toilets after 5mins when I stopped being entertaining. Lesson: I had devalued myself so much that all I was good for was a bit of entertainment. DLV.
After they left 2 shy but fit chicks came in followed by their entourage of 3x shy and scared shitless dudes. Dudes were between me and chicks so I opened with cats and dogs on the dudes, thinking at least I'm doingt them a favour, giving their evening a bit of juice. But they were SOOOOOO suspicious and terrified: "so which do you prefer, cats or dogs ?" answer: "why?". No way I was getting past them to the gals.
LESSON, need to appear less threatening to dudes.
RT and I had a bit of time out debriefing. Man I was ready to say, "I done enuff already, now I'm tired, lets just get a few beers and be AFCs" but RT was all money, but sensitive enuff to know I needed 5.
In one of my circuits I'd notieced a 3set of HB8's, so when we were ready to go, we looked for them, but by that stage they were embedded in a snug with about 7 guys around them, in layers of 2 deep. Impregnable. Lesson learned: don't take 5 after u see the set of the night
AFter that we speced the bar, RT gave me some social stuff about barstools, one up one down. We specced out a few 2 sets. RT said one more time out back, went out, our gals gone, nothing else on. We agreed the first 2set at the bar was my opening, build social proof, but open to chemistry if it happens, then move onto the 2nd better set, his shout.
Back in to the main bar, the 2x 2sets were away LOL. devastated. but the 2nd better set came back, with a geez in tow, red t-shirt and cool looking but acting like an AFC god love him. RT approached, I winged, couldn't get to the 2nd gal as she was locked in, so went round and talked to the fella. He was a nice fella, seemed to know what was up, the locked in one that RT was NOT talking to, he was stalking. Felt for him beign rAFC myself, we had good crack and he kept it going, but when we were talking culchie (country) stories about me lying on a calf for my farmer uncle while he fetched medicine, he says something about "cats and dogs". Oh f**k, I'm rumbled, says me, as by that stage i'd opened maybe 3 or 4 sets with the goddam pets, but kept stiff upper lip and maybe it was just coincidence cos he didn't look as if it was a sly dig.
Lesson learned: have >1 f***king opening, and don't pollute the room lol
Just then something crazy happened. The "mum daughter" set from outside swept past and one of them knocked a pint off a table opposite the bar, which belonged to a girl of a wee innocent looking couple. Things drying up with the red tshirt fella, so I went over and asked "wtf just happened there, did u know those gals" they didn't and just seemed to take it in their stride as par for the course (but I have no doubt the mum-daughter set did it on purpose, probably to try and grab my attention back in on them). Anyway went over and did comiseration, faux disgust and cocky funny with these 2 and the next thing the gal is up and giving me kino, trying to get me to buy her a pint, but that was her way of coming on. I held value, no way buying a pint of u love, why? not my fault, sorry bad shit but not my responsibility". coulda escalated but felt sorry for chump sat in his chair who was so AFC, so me. Didn't have the heart to steal his date on him. Anyway she was a 6 at best. maybe a 6.5 to me as I like them tall and slim.
RT was still ensconced with gal#1, then they all left for a smoke. gal#2 gave me a shit test about not wanting to go for a smoke to, which I passed, she doesn't and I'm giving up. Chat with her, at a distance (thank u mystery VH1 street game and positional body language), then the gang came back. RT's gal started into me and I was having a ball, then i remembered CARDINAL rule, don't step on your wing's, and stepped back. red tshirt now had his claws into mine so i stepped off.
Opened 2 more sets with cats and dogs, but couldn't follow up, probably too much adrenaline and too much drink.
Oh, in between I did somethiong I'm ashamed off. 2x girls kissing but not quite snogging at the bar, went over with a lame natural line along lines of "naughty naughty", the hot one actually wanted to talk but the other looked so piissed off. Embarrrassed at myself, wouldn't interrupt a hetero couple kissing, so whay did i think it was ok with 2x gals. Well, payoff is that hot one wanted to continue chatting, but the other was pissed so i left. maybe i just shoulda toughed it out with the hot one.... moral dilimma here.
RT was like a machine all night, enjoyed himself, fucking ear to ear smile on his bake all night, but behind it all game. Props to RT for pushing me back in when i thought I was tired and all washed out.
First proper night of sarging down dudes, what an adventure. Ok no closes, but experience, experience, experience. Grinnning ear to ear and self esteem thru the roof for doing that. broke thru so many personally created barriers 2nite. What a rush!
much respect RT, and to the community
looking fwd to next time,
peace out
(for me: gotta be a lover and not a fighter)