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What a different night..
I spend all day listening to the GC soundcloud recordings, real good shit on there. Would have day gamed but I have car trouble right now.
I debate the whole day on going out alone or doing it with people. Most people being busy decided that for me.
Around 9:30 I head to the first bar.
Hardly anyone there, I had gone with the intention to play a stranger in a game of pool to get the social juices flowing. No one was playing pool, but I saw what might be a hot girl (from behind) walk onto the patio. After a bit I walk out as well because it was getting stuffy inside.
My new (and soon to be ex) coworker is sitting outside with a group of girls, so I sit down with her. The hottest there was a 5 so I just talked to them to my flirty side going. It was fun, but they were pretty weird - none were great conversationalists. I got a lot of IOI's which boosted my confidence (still working on inner game, or I wouldn't feel the need for external validation).
I roll to the next bar around 10:15, which is my favorite bar. It was pretty dead, so I decide to wait until 11 to move again if it doesn't pick up.
I immediately sit next to the only girls at the bar, two fatty's. I watch the sports on the TV, and listen to them talk about fucking guys. One of them pulls lol because she won't stop talking loudly about how she fucks a new guy every week, whereas the other one fucks a few people and texts them when needed. I figured they'd make good practice, but I lost my opportunity to go straight to sex talk. It, like many things I did last night was sloppy.
I opened with "how's your guys' night been?" and the sexually open one starts conversing with me, the other girl not paying much attention. Says a lot haha. One girl is in constant search and destroy for pipe, where the other is more picky and wants more chasing from guys before engaging / escalating in some sort of way.
Quickly, I learn that she has a pretty large ego. I told them "you guys know how to talk about the right things" in regards to their pipe talk, which excited them at first but then I didn't continue with it and popped the tire in our vehicle of conversation. It fell off after about 5 minutes.
I'm getting bored sitting at the bar and no one too attractive coming in. One cute girl walks by me and is standing around so I ask her, "are you waiting for something?" and she says "yea, the cue ball", not looking too interested.I say something stupid like "ah a poool shark" and she goes "yea you got me" then gets the cue ball and walks away. The bartender smiles at me, since he knows me by now and probably gets what I'm doing there alone.
I decide I'd rather be involved socially than just sit there, so I ask a group of dudes playing pool if I can play winner. Normally this works great. It allows you to engage strangers, possibly make friends, and even take the alpha position and have people follow you with the night. Not tonight, I'm afraid.
The guys I approached were already pretty drunk, and however I tried inserting myself wasn't working. They agree to next game, then bail, even though I've already inserted my quarters. I wait, they don't return from the bar, so I go up and ask, "Yo am I playing winner or what's up?" and get some smirks from the betas of the group, the alpha, the one I'm talking to tries to engage his friends to play me, then says "nah I guess not man". I just say, "word, should have asked before hand", and walk away. I try asking a different person to play me, who apparently knows the guys, and then the alpha agrees to play me. I felt like a needy loner, because that's how their holistic reaction framed me.
Nonetheless, I started being a conversationalist and doing what I do to win a group over, but then the 8 ball gets sunk, I win, and eject. It was a waste of time, really.
Then the night takes a left turn
I hop over to a more popular bar, and sit in between two groups of girls.
On my right, two fatty's. On my left, an attractive latina (from colombia), a cute german, and a not so cute latina (from mexico) who's giving me IOI's. I ask how their nights been, and get an odd response. They all stare at me. I laugh and turn to the mexicana and she's super receptive, where as the others don't pay much attention. I ask about the whole group, and quickly learn that they don't know english that great. I'm flirting with the mexicana because she's the best at english, and it's a fun time. I try to engage the others since they're hotter, and they eventually want to know my age.
I make all of them guess, and I get 25, 24, and 23. I laugh and tell them I'm 21 using my hands. Then they want me to guess, and told them "only if you guys like assholes." since there's that whole thing with never guess a woman's age or weight. Knowing that, I aim low, but I had it backwards.. the columbian was 20, german 21, and and mexican 24.
The german comes over to me since we're the same age and is being super receptive, her tits are fantastic, and as she's talking to me their pushing into my arm, and I watch her get more and more excited.
The language barrier was my utter downfall
I'd try to say something, and have to repeat it like 3x, which was awful when it was something that I was only saying to slowly build into another topic. It made unimportant things be made more exhausting because of the effort I had to put in just to communicate. I decide to go for the # and then leave because of this, and she won't do it.
She wanted to exchange Facebook's, which I guess is something people do. I laugh it off as a resistance shit test and go forward. She types in 2/3 of her number, then stops, demanding I give her mine instead. I laugh amd continue to push for it, but she won't. I say "oh well maybe you shouldn't then" which is something Hector's interview with Chase showed me, but she doesn't know what I said! For a bit I thought it was just that game girls play like "whaaat?", which I usually give a "whaaaat?" back, but something made me feel she was genuine.
My external game was pretty ineffective, because my verbal communication was slighted. We talk a bit longer, and then they all ask me to join them at another bar. Of course I agree.
We head over to a more obscure bar, and I give up on the german, and push for the columbian, her being the most attractive anyway.
It goes great until she stops answering my questions for reasons I don't know. Then I say something that lowers my value about her not being honest, and rather than try to build comfort and connection I put up a wall of I'm transparent, you're dishonest, which hurts me heavy.
I pushed for a sexual vibe after using nonverbals, pregnant pauses, silences, and eye contact, and it boosts the vibe. I idiotically move too quickly by casually asking the weirdest place she's had sex and her favorite sex position, the latter just being used at the completely wrong time. That was likely the 1st nail in my coffin.
She asks "what kind of girl do you think I am?" and I tell her that she's no different than any girl with the same needs and desires as anybody, but she's also quite sexy and caught my attention.
She liked this, but then brought up how I had been flirting with the german and the mexican, and I tried to explain I flirt with everyone, but see the two of them in a different light, her being sexier, and the german being someone to talk to. She still isn't as receptive, now intrigued, but with her guard up.
The Mexican invited some guy to the restaurant who's in realestate and is 25. Him and I make quick friends. I had imagined my sloppyness would have fucked me, but then they ask me to leave with them to the guys' house.
On the walk back I use humor and touch to reattract the columbian, and she's laughing warmly. The guy asks the german if she's interested in me, and she goes, "him? never.
" and after that the columbian was more receptive and warm.
I considered she could have been doing this because she didn't even know what I said, and so I tested whether using nonverbals made her laugh, or verbals did, and it was totally nonverbals. This made me think it was genuine excitement that I was inspiring.
Also, because the german expressed she wasn't claiming me, that made it easier for the columbian to let me lead her. I remember the german saying "Ya but now you go with him so.." and I think they were talking about me.
We get to the dude's apartment and take shots, drink his beers, and he has a really nice place. After messing around in the kitchen we move to the couch, which is where I should have tried escalating. We fuck around and then the guy invites us to get in the hottub. We all do and get in.
Almost surreal for a second. One moment I'm playing pool with drunk college grads, the next I'm in a hot tub with a charming stranger and 3 girls that hardly speak english.
We have a good bit of fun in the hot tub, and I'm able to turn my warm vibe on more than before. The language barrier is still rough, but the tension was now building. Sooner or later we're playing footsy and things are on the up. Mind you I'm pretty fucked up at this point.
The german slowly became an hinderence on the group because she lacked the vocabulary and the cultural understanding to be as fluid as the rest of us. She's telling a story about beaches on Germany, and I killed everything. I say something like, "there's beaches on Germany?" and get made fun of for the whole WW2 thing that is common sense. I find the whole thing hilarious for some reason, and I'm cringing as I type this now. There's nothing except childish humor to find funny about the beaches of Normandy and my lack of memory, thus my lack of nationalism or what have you. I laughed, really fucking hard, and it was interpreted as me laughing at the German, not at myself. Gross.
They left about 2 minutes later, making me a fucking cockblock and a bafoon. The dude and I still got along, smoked a j, and he let me stay the night.
If I gained anything other than experience, I gained a possible friend / wingman in the future.
But wow, was I being uncalibrated. I've started drinking less when I go out, I'll let this be a reminder of one reason why.
Still, I can't help but laugh about the whole thing. What a ridiculous time lol.
Hueman
I spend all day listening to the GC soundcloud recordings, real good shit on there. Would have day gamed but I have car trouble right now.
I debate the whole day on going out alone or doing it with people. Most people being busy decided that for me.
Around 9:30 I head to the first bar.
Hardly anyone there, I had gone with the intention to play a stranger in a game of pool to get the social juices flowing. No one was playing pool, but I saw what might be a hot girl (from behind) walk onto the patio. After a bit I walk out as well because it was getting stuffy inside.
My new (and soon to be ex) coworker is sitting outside with a group of girls, so I sit down with her. The hottest there was a 5 so I just talked to them to my flirty side going. It was fun, but they were pretty weird - none were great conversationalists. I got a lot of IOI's which boosted my confidence (still working on inner game, or I wouldn't feel the need for external validation).
I roll to the next bar around 10:15, which is my favorite bar. It was pretty dead, so I decide to wait until 11 to move again if it doesn't pick up.
I immediately sit next to the only girls at the bar, two fatty's. I watch the sports on the TV, and listen to them talk about fucking guys. One of them pulls lol because she won't stop talking loudly about how she fucks a new guy every week, whereas the other one fucks a few people and texts them when needed. I figured they'd make good practice, but I lost my opportunity to go straight to sex talk. It, like many things I did last night was sloppy.
I opened with "how's your guys' night been?" and the sexually open one starts conversing with me, the other girl not paying much attention. Says a lot haha. One girl is in constant search and destroy for pipe, where the other is more picky and wants more chasing from guys before engaging / escalating in some sort of way.
Quickly, I learn that she has a pretty large ego. I told them "you guys know how to talk about the right things" in regards to their pipe talk, which excited them at first but then I didn't continue with it and popped the tire in our vehicle of conversation. It fell off after about 5 minutes.
I'm getting bored sitting at the bar and no one too attractive coming in. One cute girl walks by me and is standing around so I ask her, "are you waiting for something?" and she says "yea, the cue ball", not looking too interested.I say something stupid like "ah a poool shark" and she goes "yea you got me" then gets the cue ball and walks away. The bartender smiles at me, since he knows me by now and probably gets what I'm doing there alone.
I decide I'd rather be involved socially than just sit there, so I ask a group of dudes playing pool if I can play winner. Normally this works great. It allows you to engage strangers, possibly make friends, and even take the alpha position and have people follow you with the night. Not tonight, I'm afraid.
The guys I approached were already pretty drunk, and however I tried inserting myself wasn't working. They agree to next game, then bail, even though I've already inserted my quarters. I wait, they don't return from the bar, so I go up and ask, "Yo am I playing winner or what's up?" and get some smirks from the betas of the group, the alpha, the one I'm talking to tries to engage his friends to play me, then says "nah I guess not man". I just say, "word, should have asked before hand", and walk away. I try asking a different person to play me, who apparently knows the guys, and then the alpha agrees to play me. I felt like a needy loner, because that's how their holistic reaction framed me.
Nonetheless, I started being a conversationalist and doing what I do to win a group over, but then the 8 ball gets sunk, I win, and eject. It was a waste of time, really.
Then the night takes a left turn
I hop over to a more popular bar, and sit in between two groups of girls.
On my right, two fatty's. On my left, an attractive latina (from colombia), a cute german, and a not so cute latina (from mexico) who's giving me IOI's. I ask how their nights been, and get an odd response. They all stare at me. I laugh and turn to the mexicana and she's super receptive, where as the others don't pay much attention. I ask about the whole group, and quickly learn that they don't know english that great. I'm flirting with the mexicana because she's the best at english, and it's a fun time. I try to engage the others since they're hotter, and they eventually want to know my age.
I make all of them guess, and I get 25, 24, and 23. I laugh and tell them I'm 21 using my hands. Then they want me to guess, and told them "only if you guys like assholes." since there's that whole thing with never guess a woman's age or weight. Knowing that, I aim low, but I had it backwards.. the columbian was 20, german 21, and and mexican 24.
The german comes over to me since we're the same age and is being super receptive, her tits are fantastic, and as she's talking to me their pushing into my arm, and I watch her get more and more excited.
The language barrier was my utter downfall
I'd try to say something, and have to repeat it like 3x, which was awful when it was something that I was only saying to slowly build into another topic. It made unimportant things be made more exhausting because of the effort I had to put in just to communicate. I decide to go for the # and then leave because of this, and she won't do it.
She wanted to exchange Facebook's, which I guess is something people do. I laugh it off as a resistance shit test and go forward. She types in 2/3 of her number, then stops, demanding I give her mine instead. I laugh amd continue to push for it, but she won't. I say "oh well maybe you shouldn't then" which is something Hector's interview with Chase showed me, but she doesn't know what I said! For a bit I thought it was just that game girls play like "whaaat?", which I usually give a "whaaaat?" back, but something made me feel she was genuine.
My external game was pretty ineffective, because my verbal communication was slighted. We talk a bit longer, and then they all ask me to join them at another bar. Of course I agree.
We head over to a more obscure bar, and I give up on the german, and push for the columbian, her being the most attractive anyway.
It goes great until she stops answering my questions for reasons I don't know. Then I say something that lowers my value about her not being honest, and rather than try to build comfort and connection I put up a wall of I'm transparent, you're dishonest, which hurts me heavy.
I pushed for a sexual vibe after using nonverbals, pregnant pauses, silences, and eye contact, and it boosts the vibe. I idiotically move too quickly by casually asking the weirdest place she's had sex and her favorite sex position, the latter just being used at the completely wrong time. That was likely the 1st nail in my coffin.
She asks "what kind of girl do you think I am?" and I tell her that she's no different than any girl with the same needs and desires as anybody, but she's also quite sexy and caught my attention.
She liked this, but then brought up how I had been flirting with the german and the mexican, and I tried to explain I flirt with everyone, but see the two of them in a different light, her being sexier, and the german being someone to talk to. She still isn't as receptive, now intrigued, but with her guard up.
The Mexican invited some guy to the restaurant who's in realestate and is 25. Him and I make quick friends. I had imagined my sloppyness would have fucked me, but then they ask me to leave with them to the guys' house.
On the walk back I use humor and touch to reattract the columbian, and she's laughing warmly. The guy asks the german if she's interested in me, and she goes, "him? never.
" and after that the columbian was more receptive and warm. I considered she could have been doing this because she didn't even know what I said, and so I tested whether using nonverbals made her laugh, or verbals did, and it was totally nonverbals. This made me think it was genuine excitement that I was inspiring.
Also, because the german expressed she wasn't claiming me, that made it easier for the columbian to let me lead her. I remember the german saying "Ya but now you go with him so.." and I think they were talking about me.
We get to the dude's apartment and take shots, drink his beers, and he has a really nice place. After messing around in the kitchen we move to the couch, which is where I should have tried escalating. We fuck around and then the guy invites us to get in the hottub. We all do and get in.
Almost surreal for a second. One moment I'm playing pool with drunk college grads, the next I'm in a hot tub with a charming stranger and 3 girls that hardly speak english.
We have a good bit of fun in the hot tub, and I'm able to turn my warm vibe on more than before. The language barrier is still rough, but the tension was now building. Sooner or later we're playing footsy and things are on the up. Mind you I'm pretty fucked up at this point.
The german slowly became an hinderence on the group because she lacked the vocabulary and the cultural understanding to be as fluid as the rest of us. She's telling a story about beaches on Germany, and I killed everything. I say something like, "there's beaches on Germany?" and get made fun of for the whole WW2 thing that is common sense. I find the whole thing hilarious for some reason, and I'm cringing as I type this now. There's nothing except childish humor to find funny about the beaches of Normandy and my lack of memory, thus my lack of nationalism or what have you. I laughed, really fucking hard, and it was interpreted as me laughing at the German, not at myself. Gross.
They left about 2 minutes later, making me a fucking cockblock and a bafoon. The dude and I still got along, smoked a j, and he let me stay the night.
If I gained anything other than experience, I gained a possible friend / wingman in the future.
But wow, was I being uncalibrated. I've started drinking less when I go out, I'll let this be a reminder of one reason why.
Still, I can't help but laugh about the whole thing. What a ridiculous time lol.
Hueman
