the girl from this thread -https://boards.girlschase.com/viewtopic.php?f=5&t=17334
met her last week while grocery shopping exchanged details and chatted on text. my text game wasn't great - too much banter and not enough action. old me would have probably already have taken her home ... but still i got it together and invited her for a coffee. i guess i 'm being a bit harsh on myself -
logistics logistics then plans change to next week. it's getting late at night now so i try a hail mary
so, more logistics and banter and i realize that i've avoided all attempts by her at connection or comfort, and i haven'\t sexed it up at all or chase framed.
so, we make a date and -
ok so this is looking up. next day talk about logistics and some banter
the date
i could meet for an hour at 3ish or for longer after 630. she chose 3 so i only had an hour, as i had to go do some work. ideally i would have done a quick date then met for dinner. that was the plan. but i failed to deep dive and chase frame again. and she had plans for sure at 5 anyway ... so it was on my mind that i would have to leave
this girl is smoking hot. she's dressed like a proper bad girl in leather jacket, super tight pants. all black. she's made an effort. i give her a hello hug
first thing she tells me is that she's been drinking all afternoon. we walk off inside this boutique area, find a place for a coffee. quiet place, no other customers, cozy corner. get her to sit next to me side by side and then i proceed to just be a funny motherfucker for an hour as she tells me she lives with her mom but her mom is away and she's been drinking for days. and she lives around the corner. WTF did she just tell me to take her home and fuck her and i just ignored it and continued to talk shit?
in fact we had a lot of fun, but again i was resistant to open up to her attempts at getting to know me. i was a bit defensive, and as such i couldn't deep dive her.
some highlights:
talking about movies and i mention the guy from breaking bad. she doesn't know breaking bad so i say "wait how old are you?" she makes me guess, "well, i was gonna say mid twenties but... now i guess 21?" i play a game, where i look at her eyes and try to read her reaction as i call out different ages. i start with 43 just for a laugh. anyway, she's 22! this throws me off and i should have altered my game plan. she doesn't look older, in fact, but i just assumed she was about 27 which for me, for various reasons, would be better! anyway, i said it was coz she seemed more mature not because she looks old.
talking about movies and reading and i get on to talking about jordan peterson's (everybody should get into jordan peterson, BTW, check him out on youtube, life changing) deconstruction of "professional" wrestling, WWE kind of stuff. she had no idea, although she knew who the rock was, so this was really funny, describing these giant 'roid heads bouncing off the ropes for the masses' entertainment
at one point i mentioned how i knew i had to talk to her when i saw her giant smile in the supermarket. she talks about how it's normal to be open and smiling at people, differences in culture etc and then she says "but sometimes people might think i like them coz i'm smiling at them". i took this badly, like she was saying don't get the wrong idea here, buddy but i couldn't clarify
time to leave, i paid, she suggests go dutch. i said " no it's ok you can buy me sushi))" or something like that, a lame attempt to seed a future date. we walk outside together and hug goodbye.
i had fun, she laughed a lot, but it wasn't great... i walked away feeling quite pleased with myself but on the ride to work i started to see all the mistakes. i figured it was dead in the water ...
a few hours later i texted, and to my surprise she answered
and so it goes on.
so yeah, don't know what to think. she's giving me a lot of input though, still
met her last week while grocery shopping exchanged details and chatted on text. my text game wasn't great - too much banter and not enough action. old me would have probably already have taken her home ... but still i got it together and invited her for a coffee. i guess i 'm being a bit harsh on myself -
me: how's this rainy day treating you?
her: it's pouring outside but you have to work it's real annoying
me:what are you a farmer?
her: haha yes. my happy farm
me: great! grow some kale
what mischief you getting into today?
her: mischief? ) what am i a third grade kid? i'm a farmer. but does a hangover count?
me: well, yeah it seems she is kind of a naughty girl
her: i barely get drunk now except on special occasions. living a healthy life
me: kale martinis! barely get drunk now ,, implying a wild past lol
her: hahaha kale martinis that sounds eww but healthy asf... wild past lol you must be crazier than i was
me: "was" lol i imagine you're more of a margarita girl anyway
her: im trying to create a nice image of myself her! can you not! why margarita? are you a bartender or sth
me: i'm right aren't i? we should get together for some kale margaritas
her: who has kale margaritas? body building.com hahaha
me: who knows what we might find? when is good for you
her: that's a pretty smooth way to ask someone out. but approved
logistics logistics then plans change to next week. it's getting late at night now so i try a hail mary
me: next week is never away. how about right now?
her: excuse me no i'm sorry u shouldve said earlier
me: hey you can't blame a guy for trying! to be honest i'd rather get to know you over a coffee. when is your business trip?
her: i'm not blaming you it just seems not so respectful just to ask a person out a night in a sudden. especially the first time. don't you think so?
me: consider it a compliment)) how about a coffee?
her: haha you take every sentence as a compliment don't you?
so, more logistics and banter and i realize that i've avoided all attempts by her at connection or comfort, and i haven'\t sexed it up at all or chase framed.
so, we make a date and -
me: alright. but just so you know, i don't put out on the first date, so keep your hands to yourself
her: neither am i that kind of girl fyi
me: my mum warned me about you taiwan girls
her: haha alright mummy boi. lemme tell you sth there a bunch of easy girls all over the world but i'm just not one of them!
me: wait which part of taiwan? taichung! yeah that's what my mum said "watch out for those taichung girls son! i'm just teasing, i'm looking forward to seeing your beaming smile
her: you better be mummy boi! i'm dangerous just like your mom said
me: ok pussycat. what time you free?
ok so this is looking up. next day talk about logistics and some banter
her: okay bommy boy
me: your spelling has improved
her: hahaha shut up))
me: see you there. dress pretty and laugh at my jokes
the date
i could meet for an hour at 3ish or for longer after 630. she chose 3 so i only had an hour, as i had to go do some work. ideally i would have done a quick date then met for dinner. that was the plan. but i failed to deep dive and chase frame again. and she had plans for sure at 5 anyway ... so it was on my mind that i would have to leave
this girl is smoking hot. she's dressed like a proper bad girl in leather jacket, super tight pants. all black. she's made an effort. i give her a hello hug
first thing she tells me is that she's been drinking all afternoon. we walk off inside this boutique area, find a place for a coffee. quiet place, no other customers, cozy corner. get her to sit next to me side by side and then i proceed to just be a funny motherfucker for an hour as she tells me she lives with her mom but her mom is away and she's been drinking for days. and she lives around the corner. WTF did she just tell me to take her home and fuck her and i just ignored it and continued to talk shit?
in fact we had a lot of fun, but again i was resistant to open up to her attempts at getting to know me. i was a bit defensive, and as such i couldn't deep dive her.
some highlights:
talking about movies and i mention the guy from breaking bad. she doesn't know breaking bad so i say "wait how old are you?" she makes me guess, "well, i was gonna say mid twenties but... now i guess 21?" i play a game, where i look at her eyes and try to read her reaction as i call out different ages. i start with 43 just for a laugh. anyway, she's 22! this throws me off and i should have altered my game plan. she doesn't look older, in fact, but i just assumed she was about 27 which for me, for various reasons, would be better! anyway, i said it was coz she seemed more mature not because she looks old.
talking about movies and reading and i get on to talking about jordan peterson's (everybody should get into jordan peterson, BTW, check him out on youtube, life changing) deconstruction of "professional" wrestling, WWE kind of stuff. she had no idea, although she knew who the rock was, so this was really funny, describing these giant 'roid heads bouncing off the ropes for the masses' entertainment
at one point i mentioned how i knew i had to talk to her when i saw her giant smile in the supermarket. she talks about how it's normal to be open and smiling at people, differences in culture etc and then she says "but sometimes people might think i like them coz i'm smiling at them". i took this badly, like she was saying don't get the wrong idea here, buddy but i couldn't clarify
time to leave, i paid, she suggests go dutch. i said " no it's ok you can buy me sushi))" or something like that, a lame attempt to seed a future date. we walk outside together and hug goodbye.
i had fun, she laughed a lot, but it wasn't great... i walked away feeling quite pleased with myself but on the ride to work i started to see all the mistakes. i figured it was dead in the water ...
a few hours later i texted, and to my surprise she answered
me: the end of a long hard day) ... this afternoon was fun but .. i feel like we hardly got to know each other
her: maybe cos we talked to much about the wrestling and i'm def going to watch that))) and yes i had a fun afternoon. but i think the coffee just caused palpitations
me: oh i just thought you were nervous ,)
her: not really i felt bla bla bla after i got home bla bla bla
ime: t's ok i get nervous sometimes too)
her: lol you didn't seem nervous at all
me: boys always get nervous around pretty girls
her: ya right.. but i'm not a pretty girl. i'm a pretty woman coz i'm mature and 43
me: well i'm glad we see eye to eye))
and so it goes on.
so yeah, don't know what to think. she's giving me a lot of input though, still