The bottom line is, when it comes to me, my game in the past has primarily coming from low hanging, sometimes, rotten fruit. I admit to being lazy and not wanting to exert energy in chasing broads...But when I get that bruised and sometimes rotten apple, I end up getting bitter with myself and I complain about not getting higher quality women. So that is my background and my mission is to stop being lazy, and to open chicks more and to put my target on higher value chicks. Now, my gameplan is to open as many chicks as possible, low value, or high value, just to make that habit as part of my routine, so I just do it and get used to it. Get pussy isn't a problem for me...but getting the best of the best IS a problem...So anyhow...that is my background and I love the adventure that lies ahead...

Last night at the local watering hole that is USUALLY filled with big, ghetto women, I noticed an okay looking chick. I wasn't in the mood to make a kill, but, I just realize I need to OPEN. And my style is DIRECT...I don't like indirect. I believe that I am a male, and should not hide my desire to enjoy company with a female. I being in running it straight up the gut (no pun intended).

Yes, the watering hole is probably better for indirect. But I need to be more direct, more often so I had a target and I was going to pursue.

I walked up to her homegirl, who was sitting in a chair by the pool table, as she was vigorously texting.

"Hi there (as I smiled). Before I leave, I must tell you, out of all the ladies in here, I am attracted to your look. Your facial features really catch my eye."

Her body language looked stunned and confused. And I was cool with that. I was at a 'hood spot, and I am sure she never gets approached like that. She probably used to "Damn girl, you thick ass shit. Let me holla at u."

BTW I am black, she was black and she definitely had some hood rat in her from the way she was dressed.

As she sat there looking confused/stunned, I then said "I am willing to bet you have some strong native american blood running through you."

She then lit up and said "Yes, I sure do!"

I then turned my attention to her texting. "You doing an awful large amount of texting!"

She said something (the music was loud) and I heard something about her boyfriend.

At that point, I ejected, because I opened her the way I wanted to, and I told her (which is true) I don't mess with another dudes broad...Especially a likely 'hood cat. I told her it was nice meeting her, and I hoped she had a fun night...and I kept it moving.

Whole Foods Cashier - The Slow Burn

There is this female I have had my eyes on at Whole Foods. Very friendly girl, cute, who looks like a lot of fun. Great personality.

Anyway, one day she teased me about a shirt I was wearing while she rang up my groceries. I was looked at her with a sour face and was like, "You need to settle down and ring up my shit. Don't make me fight you!" Then I smiled to convey I was obviously messing with her. My response had her teasing me back (I can't remember what she said, but we were obviously having some playful fun.)

I said: "Look...The ONLY reason why you are getting away with this is because you are cute, and what really seals the deal is, your eyes disarm my natural tendency to go in on you."

Now, when I delivered the above line, I made it CLEAR through my relaxed delivery, and from my SOLID eye contact, that I would have my mouth ALL OVER her tasty pussy.

She was like, "What about my eyes!!?" I then told her that the dark color, along with the almond shape was a strong, attractive feature.

Then I was like, "Okay, enough...I am giving you too much credit!"

And I left after paying for my groceries.

The next time I went to Whole Foods, I got her line again.

I quickly said: "You ain't talking no shit today. hahahahaha -- But I ask myself why do I chance it to deal with your smartass?"

She said: "I must be doing something right, because you always come to my line."

I said, "We'll see where that leads..." And I laugh and pay for my shit. I didn't go heavy on the game...Just basic chit chat. I figure when it comes to my next trip to her line, I will then go for a phone close. I am thinking my angle will be to mention that it is clear that I am attracted to her, otherwise I wouldn't be coming to her line. I will then say, a grocery line isn't exactly the most appropriate place to getting to knowing more about her personality...Then I will ask her to suggest the best way to getting to know her better...OR, I may simply be direct and suggest hitting up *bucks after work some day...

Anyway, sometimes I love a slow burn...

Old White Chick (Maybe Lesbian?)

I rolled up into a decent watering hole that sells decent steaks and a nice bar that caters to more affluent and professional people.

The only place to sit was next to this prolly 45-50 year old chick with white hair. LOL.

Anyway, like I am inclined to do these days, I opened her. She had just finished eating her food and pushed her plate way for the bartender to take away.

"Was that the ribeye? Did you enjoy it?"

She was like, "Oh no, it was the New York Strip. It was okay."

I said, "Never had the New York Strip here, but I love the Ribeye with the mashed potatoes and shrooms. Awesome!"

She said: "Yes, I DO prefer the ribeye to the New York Strip. I tried the NYS because it was a special."

Me: "How did you have your steak prepared?"

Her: "Medium-well"

So basically i teased her about ordering a steak and having it overcooked. She told me that she picked it up from her father and just ordered food that way by habit.

I then told her about rare and medium rare steaks, about how the flavor is much more satisfying, and then told her about dry aged steaks, blah, blah.

Although I wasn't attracted to her, she through a pitch I HAD to take a swing at.

Her: "How would you describe the taste of a dry aged, medium rare steak, versus a regular steak cooked medium well?"

I paused as I looked to be struggling for words, I then said, "As a foodie, the best way to describe it is, a regular steak, medium well, is just 'boring'. A dry aged medium rare steak is the equivalent of your mouth having an intense orgasm."

It was dim and I couldn't read her body language, but the tone of her voice turned to that of intrigue. Anyway, we talked for a bit, had some great intellectual convo, then I made that moved and ejected.

Great interaction. Felt good to open someone who is totally not on my radar, but realize the value of good conversation with good people. If she was younger and cuter and maybe not gay, I would have went for the jugular. hahahahaha