| Hey guys, my name is Stryk3r and I'm just beginning this journey on becoming a PUA. I'll start by telling you about myself, and then I'll go into a field report of tonight (first time sarging since becoming aware of this awesome sub-culture)
I am 27, and just got out of a 6 year relationship with a girl who I was going to marry. The relationship was awful, though when you're in the middle of the shit, you rationalize and make yourself believe that there's a future. I tried everything to make this work. As it turns out, what I was going through can be classified as emotional abuse; a point brought up by our relationship counselor (we tried everything). I finally got up the nerve to leave. She kept the dog. miserable bitch.
Anyway, that was 8 months ago and I've been through the typical stuff...drinking way too much, taking anger out in places it doesn't belong, writing friends off, etc. The odd part is that during this phase, I slept with 5 girls and made so many # closes that I don't remember who most of these girls are. But now that I've evened out, I've lost that bitterness and now I'm suddenly a shy little bitch (AFC). The fear of rejection is overwhelming, and it affects my openers. Immediate turnoff.
I decided to seek help and purchased Style's book. What a huge help. The book itself has given me my confidence back (at least somewhat), and shifted my perspective. I just want to get back what I lost in this relationship; my sense of self worth. The text has helped, but I understand that this is a long road and will take practice and time. Style references forums many times and I'm excited to be a part of this subculture that can help me regain what I've lost.
My 'high score' is 27. Historically, I've done well with girls. But since this relationship, I've regressed to a useless turd around women. Tonight was the first night I've gone out since reading the book. I wanted to take some time and prepare my openers and DHV stories, but the opportunity arose to head out to a bar with a few friends and I took it. I was too excited to turn it down. The book made me feel powerful and in control again.
Field Report:
I started off in a crowded, sweaty bar in Baltimore. The talent was good and the beer was cheap. I met up with a couple that I knew were out, but I was really waiting on my single(ish) friends to come out. They were late. Finally they show up and we are all sort of mingling. The dude who was in the couple spotted some HBs that he knew and jumped up to say hey. Once he sat back down with his girl, I opened with the target and asked how she knew him. She said they grew up together and I started asking some simple questions about that. I got a good feeling from her and decided to take the string away for a bit and went back to my other friends. She kept glancing my way which felt good but I decided to let her sweat it out. I talked to a few other girls to try and establish social proof and I think it worked. I was just doing simple stuff to let her know that she was just a fish amongst a school.
Then my asshole friends wanted to leave, and I decided to go with them. We went to another bar where I knew the bartender. She was a very cute (married) girl I knew from ages ago. We caught up like old chums while I was surveying the talent. There was a two-set at the end of the bar that I decided to try an opener on. They had seen me with my pivot so I felt like I had social proof. One of my friends was talking to a hog nearby about twitter, so I approached them and opened with:
me:Let me ask you two a question.. how do you feel about twitter?
obstacle: I actually don't have twitter..
target: Me either
me:Really? Well then let me ask you this.. when you do use social media, do you think followers / friends have any bearing on who a person is?
obstacle: not really..
target:to be honest, I don't even have Facebook..
me: See! now that's refreshing to hear.. I feel like social media is such bullshit. People need it to validate themselves and that sucks.
target: I agree, but I just don't have time for it.
me: well what do you do for a living
(they sort of giggled about something, then elaborated)
target: you tell him.
obstacle: we're nurses.
me: What a job.
obstacle: what do you mean?
me: I mean you have to really love what you do.. Long hours, not enough money.. I think it's admirable.
obstacle: It sucks, it really sucks.
me: Maybe it does, but you need a big heart to do that job. You both care so much about other people that you're willing to do what it takes to make them feel better. I think that it is one of the most respectable professions out there.
target: Tell him where we work
obstacle: We work in pediatrics ICU.
target: here's where he says 'AWWWWW'
me: No way! that's a tough job, no wonder you're out drinking... how about we change the subject? Tell me what you're passionate about outside of work...what keeps you sane.
target: drinking...shopping...partying
me: looks like I found the party, shit. (maybe I was running out of ammunition)
***at this point, I noticed they were filling out a receipt to close their tab***
me: You guys headed out?
target: yeah, we are headed to another bar.
me: which one?
target: (says the bar we just came from)
me: oh...fair warning... it sucks. We just came from there and it was awful.
target: really?
me: yeah, but, look, I don't want to hold you up. I'll tell you what, go scope it out, and if it sucks. I'll be here waiting to continue our conversation. (proud of that particular line)
So they leave and again, my asshole friends who are getting no play wanted to leave. I held out as long as I could (maybe 20 min.) so we headed to a 3rd bar. All these bars are less than 2 blocks from each other. At the 3rd bar, we walk in and I see the 2-set I had opened in the last bar walking out for a smoke. I said to them as they passed, "Took my advice did you?", they said, "of course". So as we are getting a drink, the girl from the first bar that I had sort of ignored and forgot about walks up to me (had no idea she was there). I remember her name, but she forgot mine. I told her how unforgivable that was in a flirtatious way and grabbed a bit of keno on her arm and moved away back toward my friends. I was trying to see if I could get two number closes.
I made contact with the two-set every 15 minutes and said flirty stuff. At some point, it was established that the obstacle was a liberal and had a hard on for obama, the target was a conservative. I used this to establish some common ground with the target and isolate the obstacle. I egged her on to start an obama chant (her idea). All in a very flirtatious way. I figured I had established enough rapport in this situation to leave one more time, and return and make the close on my way out. So I went to take a piss. I was counting on the girl from the first bar to see me with these two girls and maybe get some added social proof to help seal the deal with her as well.
Here's where it goes south.. on my way back from the pisser, the asshole manager of the bar who was on my dick about having parties upstairs grabs me and wants to show me the closed off area. I'm thinking, 'well, it's kind of baller to go into the vip area with these two sets watching me out of corner of their eyes with the manager'. So I go up there and he pours me a shot and gets my email blah blah. So I end the conversation as soon as possible to head back and close (last call is approaching fast). To my horror, the two-set has left, my friends had left, and all that was remaining was the girl from the 1st bar and her friends. I pay the bartender and on my way out, I say..
me: Hey, I gott head outta here but I wanted to let you know it was nice meeting you
secondary target: yeah you too.
me: you seem cool and I'd like to get to know you better, would you like to give me your number?
secondary target: Well I would, but I probably wouldn't do anything with yours.. I just got out of a relationship.
me: I completely understand, I'm in the same boat. Maybe I'll see you out again.
secondary target: Yeah I live around here so I'm sure we'll bump into each other again
Fuck. Reading that over just sucks. At one point in the night, I was seriously feeling like I was back on top again and I was running shit. Then it all fell apart. Looking for feedback! Let me know what I did right, what I could improve, and what was dead wrong. Tomorrow night I'm staying in to come up with some more openers and some actual DHV stories. Saturday night is a party, so I'm hoping to have better luck there. Any help is appreciated!! Thanks!
-Stryk3r
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