I want to publish my field reports over the last few weeks. I'll be unable to go out for a week, I've banned myself as my work is beginning to suffer. So it's time for some reflection and then hitting it up again.

Field report 1 -

So S (old friend and wingman) and I hit up Colchester at about 8pm.

After catching up over a drink in the pub we move onto another pub. After buying a drink I open our first set. S spotted a three-set in the corner – 2 girls of no rating and a 6/7. I decided to open the set thinking it would not be too difficult. I tried to look as if I was walking past on the way to the loo (not sure if I pulled this off or not). Anyway, I opened with good body language over the shoulder with “Hey, I need a female opinion on something” - is kissing cheating. They replied with “what” and “did you kiss someone?” I then moved onto the opener follow-up – my friend Richard and tried to include some DHV spikes making it look like I look after my mates. So I won over the obstacles and managed to neg the target twice – about the power dynamic in the group something like ‘so who’s the spokesman’ and to the target ‘it’s not you’. At about this stage S hit the set. He managed to lock into the set well but unfortunately onto the target rather than the obstacles. This left me with the two obstacles, so I followed up with the bear story, some travel chat and generic chat. (probably too much comfort not enough DHV). Even so, I received a couple of IOIs from the less ugly of the two, still not really passable. I started to notice that both S and I were no longer gaming but just chatting generic stuff (building comfort before attraction was finished) so decided to end the set.

We finished our pints and after looking at a few bars we went to another bar. I think I played it pretty cool with the barmaid, but hired guns are a different game so it’s difficult to tell, but she certainly gave me a nice smile. Then we headed outside, it was hard to move and most sets we saw were walking past to the back or with mates. I then spotted a lone target and opened with the opener from earlier. This was relatively successful. However, I was a bit confused about lone target game and did not neg at all. After a few minutes S came into the conversation and sort of took it over, I don’t think he was gaming but his chat was decent although probably comfort chat to be honest. Even so, she seemed to think we were fairly cool. I made it look as if I was going to leave and then she asked my name – an IOI I think. However, I then tried to tell the bear story and she didn’t seem that interested, looking around. The story was cut short by an external interrupt of an older woman complaining about jagger bombs. This actually created a new interesting thread. The older woman was now the obstacle and I engaged her pretty successfully while S continued with the target. At some stage the set increased to 5 with a cute blonde girl and guy. S started talking to the cute Blonde girl while I went back to the original target and the guy who had arrived. Again the set was starting to die a bit, the older woman tried to introduce me to her a ‘daughter’ who was a solid 9 but I failed to engage her and she eventually dragged the ‘mum’ off. I decided to end the set, we were comfort chatting too much. 20 minutes into a set you should be getting somewhere. So I ended the set and we left.

Next we went to a bar with a dancefloor and I was feeling like we were in the ‘zone’ booze-wise. We sat down and I started contemplating my next set. I opened across the table to a three set. The noise made it difficult to engage all three and I was largely restricted to talking to one at a time. At some stage S opened the hottest girl who was directly opposite him. No idea what happened there. Anyway, the girls didn’t seem to be hating us but we didn’t really get anywhere. S was starting to act a bit drunk so I decided it was time to leave.

Things we learnt;
· Most girls aren’t bitches.

· Opening sets is pretty easy and it doesn’t really matter what you say.

· Locking in is useful and not difficult.


Things we need to improve on;
· Sequencing – it seems we do A1 and perhaps even get into A2. However, we seem then to jump to C1 – we should be DHVing not comfort building after the opener.

· When we get beyond this kino. We didn’t kino at all but that’s not a bad thing because we didn’t get to A3. Generally though we need to be more touchy feely. We still have the AFC attitude to physical contact.

· Winging properly – the wing should engage the obstacles – we need a system of working out who is the target and how.

· Cutting out the boozing mentality – 3 or 4 beers helps, anymore hinders and wastes cash. It's difficult being British we go out to get drunk.

Field report 2 - first bounce

Went out with S and my brother. First notable event was the blonde 8 who came up to my brother ‘saying do I know you’ and then stole my cigarette. I got up and nicked it back off her. Better than an AFC response of offering her one or letting the bitch trample on you, but still not a true PUA response – perhaps something along the lines of ‘didn’t your parents teach you an manners’ or ‘do you regularly steal things from strangers’. She walked past a couple of more times and we negged her, I can’t remember how but it was good. Only problem was me and my bro were both talking loudly at the same time sort of trying to outdo each other in making neg. Better to let one dude say something then back them up.

We then moved onto another bar which was very busy and difficult. I opened a set behind me asking for a lighter, I managed to make some funny situational comment before moving onto some decent enough chat. My brother then came in and it turned out he knew the two girls from school. This led into some brother related banter which sort of died off and I ejected but only by body rocking to talk to someone else. S went in with the bisexual opener and I followed two minutes later. They seemed to be lapping it up but I think I might have distracted S at a key stage they began talking to each other intently and S and I were sort of locked out. I then re-entered with ‘are you guys still talking about that, what’s your conclusion?’ I then used the you’re both bad girls material and U and C shaped smiles but I wasn’t convincing on the second. S then used the palm reading on the uglier girl and I comfort chatted some shit with the fitter one. I felt like my chat wasn’t as interesting as S’s and I tried hard to find some vaguely funny banter. This just about worked but only because she was 6 rather than a 7+. I bring up the idea of bouncing to the castle and they seem keen so after a few minutes I say we’re going and they agree to come. We didn’t link arms and we lose them. We wait out for a bit and see them looking to come out but then they didn’t – maybe if we hadn’t waited they would have. We probably should have shown them some IOIs.

On the way to the Castle I opened the second set of two girls – a 6 and an 8 asking for a lighter again. Somehow this quickly turned into some interesting chat. I negged my target the 8 a few times but again S’s target seemed more receptive. I proposed that we bounce to the castle and they came with us. On the way I was negging the target and false disqualifying her response was that she likes a guy with money to buy her stuff to which I said it would never work out. I felt like I was doing the right things but it wasn’t working. We got to the castle and it looked like they were uncomfortable and might leave so I made the mistake of offering them a drink. Once I bought a drink the 8s interest level completely dropped. She barely talked, drank fast and then made an excuse to see her friends. This left me and S with the 6 who he was entertaining well with the palm reading.

The third set of the night opened us. The girl from the pub a few days back came over asking to hear the end of the Bear story. I told the end of the story and then a friend, a 9 came over and asked to hear the story. I negged her about being demanding and then didn’t answer her questions and then progressed into some dumb role play involving 'friends'. I eventually began to tell the story but it was not really going very well for some reason. We then asked her to tell a story and we told her it was crap. She seemed upset and said she was going to leave as we were boring. I think we might have been overly harsh on her and we made her feel uncomfortable by not giving her a chance to lock-in she had to stand while we all sat.

All in all I would say it was a slightly disappointing night. I feel like I need to get the principles and where they fit in more straight in my mind. I also need to build and stack that works. I think we know now that we can open a set and even get a good 10 minutes attention but I think some of my material was off the mark. I think I am also beginning to get inured to rejection and I’m sort of even welcoming it and it makes me determined to do things better next week. I think it’s time to get this shit down and take it to the next level where we can consistently shift from A1 to A2 and on to A3.

Field report 3 - a couple of dances and failed kiss closes.

So I head back to university in Oxford and on my first night back it's my friend's birthday.


We go for a curry first the group is It’s about 9 girls 5 guys. I established myself as the alpha of the group which wasn’t difficult given the competition, forcing people to play the penny game and then to drink when they lost. I noticed a few IOIs from the girl to the left of me – pretty but I’m not of the Asian persuasion.

As we leave the restaurant I get chatting to two American girls who I had been too far away from at the curry house to talk to. We have good chat peppering in negs and witty banter and one of them walks into a pole, obviously so engrossed by what I’m saying. They had smuggled some booze out of the restaurant so I went to buy some tonic to go with it and we made our own G&T. Unfortunately, the police then drove past and nicked it off us.

Anyway we get into the club and I’ve chosen a target from the two set. Let’s call her American 7. I lock-in with American 7 as the others fill the booth my friend has which has got a view of the dance floor and them of you. Great social proof. After some time some girls we vaguely know, 7’s and 8’s come over to try and get our booze. I neg them a few times but eventually my friend comes in and he’s too nice and gives them booze. One of the girls is a choir girl so I got some good chat from that. By this point there is a 6 who was at the restaurant earlier all over me. I dance with her a bit but she’s probably one of the worst girls in our group.

At some stage a girl who will be known as English 9 who I have met twice before rocks up. She says hi expressing excitement to see me. I then move away and talk to two less hot girls to the side of her. After a while she taps me on the arm and starts asking me some questions and being flirty. Again somehow I end up on the dance floor and she grabs me and I show her a few Latin American dancing moves. I negged her saying she looked taller than I remember – maybe not a very good neg, should have generraly negged her more. At some stage there’s this Canadian girl I know from college who happens to be there - Canadian 7. A very shy type seems to like me a bit I think, but she’s sort of too cute and too shy in a way. I introduced her to people and gave her some drinks – I was treating her as a friend rather than a target. She had failed to get into the a party so had come with only a couple of people.

So next I go out for a fag, I’m alone. I’m smoking in the entrance of the cinema and a two-set of a 7 and a good 8 open me from the bus-stop – perhaps 5 metres away – asking for a light. I throw them my matches without a word. I then proceed to laugh at them as they fail to use a match properly and I come over neg them and then DHV by getting it first time. We have some good chat which somehow moves a friend they are with being in a famous British tv show. I can see I’ve hooked them – they’re giving me the ‘who is this guy look’. They lead me back to the club by the hand and introduce me to their friends.

It’s strange though recently I seem to have developed blindness, I forget what people I’ve just met look like when I’m boozed. So anyway, we go downstairs and I’m introduced to someone but can’t hear shit. English 9 can see me entertaining this newly acquired 4-set and gives me a knowing look. I take one of the girls up to our booth to get a drink – I’m not paying for shit – but maybe this is still a bit dumb. Anyway, when we get there I’m astonished to realise that I’m not with the target who I thought I was isolating but a friend of her’s who looks a little similar but not as hot and who I haven’t spoken to at all. Am I going fucking blind?

So anyway, after some time I lose her and I go back down to the dance floor where I find English 9 with three random dudes. She grabs my hand and we dance a little then some rugby-jock in a Ralph Lauren t-shirt waltzes in with a bottle of champagne and steals English 9, after a few minutes they’re kissing. I ask my friend if English 9 has a bf and he tells me ‘yes’. Apparently he’d just turned up. So anyway I gather my breath go dance with the main group and remember that all important word NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEXT.

Moving on from being an AFC is about not letting a 9 slip through your hands ruin your night. So I head back to the booth and notice that American 7 is sitting and hasn’t been to dance, I grab her by the hand and lead her to the floor. After 10 minutes or so of comedy Latin American dancing things are getting frisky. I can see she’s getting turned on and I try to pull her, and she’s like no I have a bf but continues dancing. I try and pull her a couple of times but she’s not having it even if she doesn’t mind dancing. Eventually, we both leave. I’m thinking again ‘how fucking unlucky am I here?’

Even so, my spirit has not yet been killed as it moves to 2.30am. I regather myself with a fag outside and find the two fitties from earlier. We have some good banter but unfortunately it turns out they’re leaving. They are from Oxford but go to uni in Nottingham and are leaving early in the morning. So I head back in and I feel like it’s time for some dancefloor game. The booth is empty and there’s not much booze left. I know I’m now on my own, most of the group have headed home. So I bump asses and grab a few girls and encounter a few inevitable rejections, before I pray on this girl who, though I didn’t know it at this stage would be called Dutch 8. She was sort of on a limb out of her group as her mate danced with somewhere, I swoop in grab her hand and we dance for about 10 mins. I’m boozed and I try to pull her she walks off.

I’m not sure how much longer I can go on its approaching 3am. I go out for a fag in preparation for one last stab at the dancefloor. I get outside and Dutch 8 is talking to some douche, I plow in with ‘do I know you’. Then we have some good chat told her about my trip to Amsterdam and places in Holland I’d been while negging her. This shows how boozed I was, I lifted up her arm and said ummmm ‘no hair’ – neg and kino or just damn right rude? Anyway I ask her if she’s coming back in but then the douche I usurped is like ‘come come the taxi is here’. She goes to kiss me goodbye I get one on the lips.

By this stage I can’t go on even though a few of my friends are still in there. I head to the kebab stand and order some foul shite that I can still taste now. All in all a good night but ‘how did I not pull?’ Most important thing learnt is Oxford is so much more interesting and fun than Colchester. Although this was an out of the ordinary night as I had confidence and social proof already thanks to our portable harem.
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