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So, it’s been a while since I posted a field report. I’m still out sharpening my skills and meeting new girls, but a few things outside the realm of GC (work and personal projects) have kept me from spending as much time here as I’d like as of late. Anyway, I know we’ve talked quite a bit on this forum about how to deal with girls that are passive aggressive or play overly hard-to-get.
It was such a hot topic at one point that I had written a somewhat lengthy post on the subject. Anyway, knowing how women start to act (and how you should start to act too), when they think they “have you” is a very important tool to have in your belt. Thus, I figured this report would prove useful to many of you. So hey, even though I’ve been pretty busy, I can’t fuckin’ rob you of this one
About a month ago I had a tire blowout on the interstate. I had just purchased some aftermarket wheels and tires, and forgot I had taken the spare out of the back for some unbeknownst reason. So, this meant I would have to call a tow truck. After waiting patiently for about an hour, cars whizzing past as I’m parked on the side of the road, the tow truck arrives and we get my vehicle down to a shop to get a new tire put on.
So, they get me all set and tell me it’s going to be a couple hours. I have a seat in the waiting area and grab a magazine. After about 20 minutes, I hear the door chime and I look up and there’s a very interesting and sexy looking girl walking up to the counter. Here’s a description of the girl (from toes up, since that’s how I scoped her out at the time):
She was simply stunning, even in such attire. HBRockerChick looks to be in her early 20’s. She’s standing at the desk and gives them her keys (I can’t hear the conversation with the clerk really). Anyway, she comes and sits down somewhat close to me. There’s two empty seats in between us. I put down my magazine and say “So… you a big Lenny Kravitz fan?” and she looks at me funny like she doesn't understand. I say "oh... your shirt!" and she turns her body toward me, pulls her tshirt out to show the face and says “No it’s Ben Harper!” and laughs. I tap the seat next to me and tell her to come sit closer. She does without hesitation. I don’t really recall all of the conversation, but we start talking about music for a minute and she seems surprised at some of my tastes, in a good way. The conversation eventually turns to our vehicle’s problems. After talking for about 5-10 minutes she mentions that she’s hungry and I tell her we should walk down the street and grab some Chipotle while our cars are serviced.
She agrees and we walk down and have lunch. She tells me how she’s here for college to be a veterinarian and she’s from a town about 90 minutes Northwest of here. I deep-dive her on topics like her family, why she wants to be a veterinarian, etcetera. She asks me what I do for a living and I make her guess. I’m wearing business casual attire, so I think she uses that to formulate her guess because she says “You work for the state” (we live in the capitol city by the way). I tell her no and that she can make a better guess than that, and I’ll give her 10 points if she gets it right. She laughs and asks what the 10 points will get her, and I say “closer to the 100 points you will need to get to go on another date with me” and she cracks up laughing and tells me this isn’t a date. I disregard the comment and continue with the conversation (eventually telling her what I do for a living), and eventually she asks me my how old I am and I tell her to guess and she says something about not liking all these guessing games. I remind her she needs the 100 points and she smiles really big and giggles (she seems more receptive now, so I go ahead and just *assume* that we’re going to meet up again and I have her put her number in my phone, which she does without any hesitation) and then I ask her how old she is (22) and I never told her my age, but she doesn’t press me to answer so we just continue talking about other subjects. We finish our food, and walk back down to the shop. My vehicle is done, and I ask her if she’d like to meet up and grab a drink or two later. She says she has class this evening and it won’t get over until like 9 and then she has to study, but says we should do it sometime soon though. I say that sounds cool, and bid her farewell and take off.
Note: I actually can recite the texting word-for-word since I still have all the texts in my phone.
About 3 hours later I send her a text and we have a short convo:
Never like to hear that line. I of course agree to it, but the text I send her back is a little ambiguous because she doesn’t know the tonality of the comment and it definitely has a bit of an air of “ok, its all up to you and I don’t care either way” to it. But the smiley keeps it “warm”.
So I wait two days and hear nothing. I decide to text again. I thought the interaction went really well, and I got quite a bit of investment from her. Here’s those messages:
Note: Girls will sometimes give you some profuse apology when they don’t get back to you. What you want to do is not even acknowledge it. Don’t do these two things: (1) reinforce the behavior, for example “Oh sure its all good!” and (2) don’t bust her balls about it either, because if it comes off the wrong way it could make you seem needy. Just ignore it and continue like below:
Texting continued from above:
So I have a date scheduled… FINALLY. Thing is, Saturday rolls around and I text her “Hey, see you in a little while” and she sends me back this really super long text saying she forgot her sister and her dad were going to be in town and she might be going out to eat with them later. I decide to be done with her, so I just text her back “Well, I wouldn’t keep you from your family dear ” and she text back “Ok, thanks for being so understanding!” and text back “Of course!” and then go on about my merry way. I’m done with her.
Or so I think....
Two full weeks later (this past Sunday) I get a text from her. It’s one word: “Hey!” Girls do this all the time. So fellas, here’s what she wants to accomplish with that text. It’s the least amount of investment on her part, so if I don’t respond she won’t feel too bad about it. Also, 99 percent of guys will respond to a text like that with some explosion of happiness. She’s probably used to seeing a response like: “Omg! How are you? So cool to hear from you, HBRockerChick! What’s been going on in your life?” Although, a lot of the more socially in-tune guys might respond to the one-word “Hey!” text with something like “Hey you Whatcha doing?” But, that text plays again right into her hands because now you’re on the offensive. She wanted something when she texted you, but now the tables are turned instantly. You might have just as well texted her first. So, how did I respond? Here’s the texts:
Here’s what happens:
She texts me the next day about 11 AM and asks if we’re still on for drinks. I say that we are. She shows up looking quite different than when I first met her. She’s wearing a pretty grey dress and a little jean overcoat, and no blue streak in her hair. I tell her she looks very nice, and she thanks me and we hug.
We head inside, sit at the bar and both order beers. I ask if she’s hungry, and she says no. Which is fine, I’d rather just have the drinks anyway because I’m not hungry either. I do mention that she looks a lot different than when I’d last saw her. She says she wanted to “look good” for our date and giggles. I tell her “Oh so you’re trying to impress me. We’ll you’re doing a good job… so far” with a sexy smile. This is a chase frame (“you’re trying to impress me”), then the reward (“you’re doing a good job”) and the incentive to keep trying (“…so far”). She smiles and we start to talk about how we met, and I place my hand on her leg and tell her I’m glad I got a flat tire that day. She laughs and agrees. We continue to chat for another hour and a half and it gets to be 8:45 and the place has emptied out. I ask the bartender what time they close and she says they close at 9 on Mondays. I turn to HBRockerChick and say:
We grab our things and go. She follows me in her car to my place and we head inside.
I tell her to have a seat on the couch while I get us a drink. She asks for a beer, so I grab us a couple and come sit next to her on the couch. We sit and talk for a few minutes, and I tease her that she only came over because she wanted to show me her tattoos. She laughs, and says I've seen "most" of them already. Anyway, at some point she look away from me for a short period of a few seconds. I wait for her to turn her head back toward me, and when she does, I grab her face and kiss her. We start to make out and to my surprise after only a few minutes her hand goes to my crotch. So, I waste no time and tell her to come in my room where it’s more comfortable. We both know what’s going to happen, so I take my shirt off and lay back on the bed and she pulls her dress up over her long, slender body and throws it to the floor. She walks slowly to the bed, climbs on top of me, and the rest of the night is history
NJ
It was such a hot topic at one point that I had written a somewhat lengthy post on the subject. Anyway, knowing how women start to act (and how you should start to act too), when they think they “have you” is a very important tool to have in your belt. Thus, I figured this report would prove useful to many of you. So hey, even though I’ve been pretty busy, I can’t fuckin’ rob you of this one
About a month ago I had a tire blowout on the interstate. I had just purchased some aftermarket wheels and tires, and forgot I had taken the spare out of the back for some unbeknownst reason. So, this meant I would have to call a tow truck. After waiting patiently for about an hour, cars whizzing past as I’m parked on the side of the road, the tow truck arrives and we get my vehicle down to a shop to get a new tire put on.
So, they get me all set and tell me it’s going to be a couple hours. I have a seat in the waiting area and grab a magazine. After about 20 minutes, I hear the door chime and I look up and there’s a very interesting and sexy looking girl walking up to the counter. Here’s a description of the girl (from toes up, since that’s how I scoped her out at the time):
- Black leather open toed boots that go up above her ankles about 4-5 inches
- Super short grey cloth skirt hiding not one bit of her long, sexy legs
- Black tee w/ Lenny Kravitz or Ben Harper on it (I wasn’t able to tell)
- Blue & grey flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up
- Blacked out aviator sunglasses
- Long, blonde hair with blue highlight streak on right side
She was simply stunning, even in such attire. HBRockerChick looks to be in her early 20’s. She’s standing at the desk and gives them her keys (I can’t hear the conversation with the clerk really). Anyway, she comes and sits down somewhat close to me. There’s two empty seats in between us. I put down my magazine and say “So… you a big Lenny Kravitz fan?” and she looks at me funny like she doesn't understand. I say "oh... your shirt!" and she turns her body toward me, pulls her tshirt out to show the face and says “No it’s Ben Harper!” and laughs. I tap the seat next to me and tell her to come sit closer. She does without hesitation. I don’t really recall all of the conversation, but we start talking about music for a minute and she seems surprised at some of my tastes, in a good way. The conversation eventually turns to our vehicle’s problems. After talking for about 5-10 minutes she mentions that she’s hungry and I tell her we should walk down the street and grab some Chipotle while our cars are serviced.
She agrees and we walk down and have lunch. She tells me how she’s here for college to be a veterinarian and she’s from a town about 90 minutes Northwest of here. I deep-dive her on topics like her family, why she wants to be a veterinarian, etcetera. She asks me what I do for a living and I make her guess. I’m wearing business casual attire, so I think she uses that to formulate her guess because she says “You work for the state” (we live in the capitol city by the way). I tell her no and that she can make a better guess than that, and I’ll give her 10 points if she gets it right. She laughs and asks what the 10 points will get her, and I say “closer to the 100 points you will need to get to go on another date with me” and she cracks up laughing and tells me this isn’t a date. I disregard the comment and continue with the conversation (eventually telling her what I do for a living), and eventually she asks me my how old I am and I tell her to guess and she says something about not liking all these guessing games. I remind her she needs the 100 points and she smiles really big and giggles (she seems more receptive now, so I go ahead and just *assume* that we’re going to meet up again and I have her put her number in my phone, which she does without any hesitation) and then I ask her how old she is (22) and I never told her my age, but she doesn’t press me to answer so we just continue talking about other subjects. We finish our food, and walk back down to the shop. My vehicle is done, and I ask her if she’d like to meet up and grab a drink or two later. She says she has class this evening and it won’t get over until like 9 and then she has to study, but says we should do it sometime soon though. I say that sounds cool, and bid her farewell and take off.
Note: I actually can recite the texting word-for-word since I still have all the texts in my phone.
About 3 hours later I send her a text and we have a short convo:
Me: Hey it was cool meeting you & chatting today!
Her: Haha yeah you too!
(I didn’t feel like she gave me much there, so I wait until the following afternoon to text her again)
Me: Hey there, HBRockerChick
Her: Haha sure
Me: Cool
Her: I’ll have to check my schedule n let u know.
Me: Ok, you do that
Never like to hear that line. I of course agree to it, but the text I send her back is a little ambiguous because she doesn’t know the tonality of the comment and it definitely has a bit of an air of “ok, its all up to you and I don’t care either way” to it. But the smiley keeps it “warm”.
So I wait two days and hear nothing. I decide to text again. I thought the interaction went really well, and I got quite a bit of investment from her. Here’s those messages:
Me: Hey HBRockerChick
Her: Omg haha I’m so sorry I’ve been super busy!
Note: Girls will sometimes give you some profuse apology when they don’t get back to you. What you want to do is not even acknowledge it. Don’t do these two things: (1) reinforce the behavior, for example “Oh sure its all good!” and (2) don’t bust her balls about it either, because if it comes off the wrong way it could make you seem needy. Just ignore it and continue like below:
Texting continued from above:
Me: So Tuesday? Thursday? Saturday afternoon? (giving her options now; I don’t usually do this)
Her: Ummm Tues and Thurs I have class, but Sat might work!
Me: Might… hmm, well this chasing you through your schedule thing isn’t working out. So, why don’t you figure out a day and time and I’ll meet you then!
Her: Lol well ok why don’t we plan on Sat like I said! (She’s trying to make me feel like I backed her into it or something. She never actually committed to Saturday)
Me: Ok great… How about we meet up at _____ at 3:30? Or that too early for you?
Her: Lol no that sounds good
Me: Great HBRockerChick, see you there!
Her: Yep see ya!
So I have a date scheduled… FINALLY. Thing is, Saturday rolls around and I text her “Hey, see you in a little while
” and she sends me back this really super long text saying she forgot her sister and her dad were going to be in town and she might be going out to eat with them later. I decide to be done with her, so I just text her back “Well, I wouldn’t keep you from your family dear ” and she text back “Ok, thanks for being so understanding!” and text back “Of course!” and then go on about my merry way. I’m done with her.Or so I think....
Two full weeks later (this past Sunday) I get a text from her. It’s one word: “Hey!” Girls do this all the time. So fellas, here’s what she wants to accomplish with that text. It’s the least amount of investment on her part, so if I don’t respond she won’t feel too bad about it. Also, 99 percent of guys will respond to a text like that with some explosion of happiness. She’s probably used to seeing a response like: “Omg! How are you? So cool to hear from you, HBRockerChick! What’s been going on in your life?” Although, a lot of the more socially in-tune guys might respond to the one-word “Hey!” text with something like “Hey you
Whatcha doing?” But, that text plays again right into her hands because now you’re on the offensive. She wanted something when she texted you, but now the tables are turned instantly. You might have just as well texted her first. So, how did I respond? Here’s the texts:I countered her low-investment bait text with a simple question mark. Now, I’m the socially aware person here because I realize that she texted me because she wants something or wants to talk about something. She texted me for some reason, but didn’t give the reason. Sending the single question mark back to a girl that sends you a “Hey!” message does a few things:
- Tells her that the communication was unexpected.
- Shows her you’re not ready to engage in conversation until you know the topic is something worthwhile.
- Keeps you both on the track of her chasing you with the texts.
- Prompts her to actually explain what it is she wants.
Here’s what happens:
Her: Yeah lol just wondering why I haven’t heard from you
Me: Well, we left things that you would send me your schedule. Remember?
Her: Lol oh yeah. What are you doing tonight?
Me: Heading out for the evening with some friends.
Her: Awe well that sucks. I was hoping we could hang. What about tomorrow?
Me: Tomorrow would work. I get off at 5.
Her: Ooooh ok, well I could meet you at the place we were gonna go to before?
Me: Sure. How’s 7 work?
Her: Works fine!
Me: Cool, see you at 7 then
Her: Yay!
She texts me the next day about 11 AM and asks if we’re still on for drinks. I say that we are. She shows up looking quite different than when I first met her. She’s wearing a pretty grey dress and a little jean overcoat, and no blue streak in her hair. I tell her she looks very nice, and she thanks me and we hug.
We head inside, sit at the bar and both order beers. I ask if she’s hungry, and she says no. Which is fine, I’d rather just have the drinks anyway because I’m not hungry either. I do mention that she looks a lot different than when I’d last saw her. She says she wanted to “look good” for our date and giggles. I tell her “Oh so you’re trying to impress me. We’ll you’re doing a good job… so far” with a sexy smile. This is a chase frame (“you’re trying to impress me”), then the reward (“you’re doing a good job”) and the incentive to keep trying (“…so far”). She smiles and we start to talk about how we met, and I place my hand on her leg and tell her I’m glad I got a flat tire that day. She laughs and agrees. We continue to chat for another hour and a half and it gets to be 8:45 and the place has emptied out. I ask the bartender what time they close and she says they close at 9 on Mondays. I turn to HBRockerChick and say:
We grab our things and go. She follows me in her car to my place and we head inside.
I tell her to have a seat on the couch while I get us a drink. She asks for a beer, so I grab us a couple and come sit next to her on the couch. We sit and talk for a few minutes, and I tease her that she only came over because she wanted to show me her tattoos. She laughs, and says I've seen "most" of them already. Anyway, at some point she look away from me for a short period of a few seconds. I wait for her to turn her head back toward me, and when she does, I grab her face and kiss her. We start to make out and to my surprise after only a few minutes her hand goes to my crotch. So, I waste no time and tell her to come in my room where it’s more comfortable. We both know what’s going to happen, so I take my shirt off and lay back on the bed and she pulls her dress up over her long, slender body and throws it to the floor. She walks slowly to the bed, climbs on top of me, and the rest of the night is history
NJ
