| Field report
Location: La Porte Rouge.
People: Me and my wing PL
I decided to go out this friday as my wing kept telling me we should go to this b-day party of his roommate's sister or whatever.
We got there while the place was still sort of empty and I immediately gave love to the room. Opened a set, high-five etc. before I even get to the bar. It makes a HUGE difference in the way people perceive you.
Later on join the set, sit down ... enjoy my drink, then join back my friends.
It was an awesome night, I think I opened 20+ sets, at some point I was "friends" and able to have a conversation with any set on the dance floor, everyone accepted me as the cool guy. At some point I had a guy tailing me to see what I was doing as I was in his opinion "quite the ladies man".
Long story short, I met this chick, she's awesome. Neg her 1-2 times, isolate outside for a cig ... quality time .. she's into me and it's totally on. Walk back in ... she keeps dancing conga behind me, touching me etc.
Before I head out I ask her for a phone to get back in contact. With her boyfriend there, which I had no idea about. Geez ... DISCRETION IS KING. If I would've gotten her phone outside at a cigarette we would've seen each other again, this way I just put her into an embarrassing situation. I didn't give a shit, I'm becoming a PUA so I talked my way out of it with a joke, but I still feel for her.
My wing is not enjoying himself as much as I do so we head to a different venue.
Seated sets, pretty lame, I open 2-3 of them but just for practice ... have a nice 5 minute conversation, but I'm not at the point where I can get a phone/kiss/second date from someone who's there with her friend/boyfriend and they're watching.
At the end of the evening, my wing sees some blonde HB7 so he approaches. The obstacle is a HB5. I join in to keep the obstacle occupied figuring this will take only 5 minutes, but my wing is doing really well and the thing just keep going and going ...
After 15 minutes in the set I'm like .. "fuck it, it's practice", so I started gaming the 5.
Did the whole thing by the book, got outside, made out twice, got a phone and a facebook + both of us got dates for tomorrow for St. Patrick's day.
All in all, not a bad night, too bad she's a 5, but we are going out with them again tomorrow evening and depending on how many scotches I have I might go for a FK.
The high points:
+ AA is becoming less and less of an issue to me. My wing is still nervous as shit, but then again he's in this for less than a month so it's expected.
+ I stopped relying on canned openers that much. I mainly used one opener tonight which is something that actually happened to me today. Worked way better, I think out of all the sets I approached only 2-3 didn't open.
+ I'm calibrating better now, after having the same conversation with the same DHV stories for dozens of times I can actually focus on something else instead of what I'm saying so I'm way better with kino escalation and reading IOI and IODs.
The low points:
- I didn't stay as much as I could in sets. At some point I was tired of chasing every tail in the club, I'm tired of opening 20 sets a night. I could've stayed more in sets and instead I just went off and opened another one.
- one particular set I opened ... we talk for a decent 5 minutes, then my wing calls me to join the HB5+HB7 ... at the end of the night while I'm walking out she stops me. "You are so special, I wanna see you again". "Sure, can I have your FB or phone or whatever?" "No, I leave right around the corner though, I hang out in this place a lot, I'll see you again". She hugs me with this sad look in her eyes and I head out.
I still don't know what the fuck happened there. Any tips would be welcome. Why would she stop me to tell me I'm special and she enjoyed our conversation so much if she's not willing to drop her contact? ....
- I'm at the point when I can isolate someone I like, but I have no clue what to do in C1-C3. One more weekend practicing A1-A3 and if I think I've mastered it, I need to start studying C1-C3 properly.
Cheers,
Seven.Mtl
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