I have been talking to girls with a "my game gets better, I get better and better results" mindset for inching on almost a couple years now. Now when I started with women, I was just about as awkward as a guy can get, so needless to say I've made some real progress but still struggle consistently with repartee, rapport, flirting, and being fun and engaging. My interactions bore women to tears and sometimes I just feel like they are sticking around as an obligation to be nice? Yeah IT'S THAT BAD. I'm going to give you guys a full example of a conversation I had with a girl that was very cute I met the other day. ACTUALLY let's make it 2 girls interactions since there was another really short one with this other girl and it will show that I consistently keep running into the same wall. As a side note, my sense of style is pretty well rounded and I appear for all intense and purposes to be a very attractive man, however, as soon as I start talking women quickly realize I wasn't who I appeared to be and go cold FAST. This happens literally daily in my interactions with new women.
FIRST GIRL
She was a super cute petite brunette with long hair down to the small of her back, a tight little body, and thick frame glasses that really only enhanced her sexiness.
I had to pay a parking ticket and the location to pay it was way out on the edge of town. She was the girl that charged my card to pay the ticket behind bullet proof glass.
Me: Hi, is this where I pay my ticket?
(sexy smile paired with delayed eye contact till she looked at me)
Her: Yes, I can help you with that. (big warm smile, here we go again she thinks I'm a stud)
Me: Okay great, what do you need?
Her: I need the citation and I can run the charge with that information.
Me: Okay, here you are.
Her: She takes it and walks back to do something.
(I'm racking my brain as hard as I can to try to think of something flirty to say or to engage her beyond this)
(she returns)
Her: Okay, I need your drivers license and debit card.
Me: Ah, I am in trouble? (this is the best flirt I can think of, luckily because of my fundamentals from earlier, she's receptive to it, sort of)
Her: Not this time.. (said with a sexy smile)
Me: ... (racking my brain, can't think of anything to follow up with AT ALL)
(she runs my card and hands it back to me)
Me: ... (feeling awkward that I literally can't engage this girl)
(I attempt to reengage)
Me: SO, what brings you out to the middle of nowhere?
Her: Oh well I'm a member out here and that is the only reason I'm doing this. (I literally don't know what 'being a member is' and just don't ask her like a dummy.)
Me: Yeah, I saw all these buildings and had no idea there was anything even out here. (What the fuck was that?)
Her: Yeah well I'm sure you saw the casino.
Me: I did, but then I got lost in all these building but I eventually found where I needed to go. (I'm digging my own grave again, god that was bad.)
Me: You like working out here?
Her: Yeah, It's okay. (she looks like she's done talking to me, I am once again not engaging in a fun or interesting way and so I bored her in 1 minute as usual)
Me: Okay cool, Bye! (uuuuughhhh...)
SECOND GIRL
Shes the lease consultant at my new apartment I'm moving to, she's got nice sized cans, big piercing blue eyes, and shoulder length choppy bleach blonde hair almost like a model. Sexy.
She's in the office, I've come to sign my lease and look at the layout of the apartment one last time. I come in from behind her and she doesn't notice I'm there as she's typing on here computer.
(I knock on the door frame to her office to get her attention)
She turns around casually to see who it is and when she gets the first glimpse of me standing there, she literally jumps up out of her seat to greet me with this wide eyed look.
Me: "Hi, I'm Peak. I'm here to sign my lease and I also wanted to look at the apartment one last time."
Her: (she is literally stumbling over her words) Well sure, I can uh definitely help you out. I can show you the apartment. Sure. (she barely chokes this out)
Her: Please have a seat in there and I'll take you on the tour in a moment. (she's still looking at me like I've come to sweep her off her feet)
Me: Haha okay.
(I casually sit in the waiting area and she goes immediately to the bathroom close by. To fix her hair or calm down maybe?)
(She returns and looks way more calm now and I notice her hair is pushed back behind her ears now.)
Her: Alright, are you ready to see the apartment?
Me: Sure, let's go.
(I start racking my brain to find a way to flirt as we are walking)
(I know nothing about her and can't think of anything so I just deep dive)
Me: Do you live here?
Her: No
Me: Well are you from around here?
Her: I'm from (place that's like 45 minutes away).
Me: Oh wow, that's pretty far.
Her: Yeah, it's not too bad.
Me: What brings you to (that place)
Her: Oh there's like a lot of good restaurants, shopping, and everything's close by.
Me: Ah
(no dialogue for like 2 minutes because I can't think of anything witty or flirty or fun to say)
Her: here we are! (we arrive at the apartment)
Me: I wanted to see what this place looked like so I have an idea of what furniture to buy.
Her: Oh okay.
Me: What size bed is this?
Her: I would say it's a queen.
(It has now been a solid 5 minutes of me not being able to think of any way to flirt with her)
Me: Is there no storage unit outside?
Her: No some people just close this door and put their storage over here.
Me: Oh Okay that's pretty creative. What do you think of that?
Her: Yeah it seems okay I guess.
Her: OR they close this door over here and put stuff over here.
Me: Cool
Me: I like these paintings here...
Her: Yeah..
(still nothing)
Her: you should take some pictures.
Me: Okay that sounds like a good idea.
(I walk into the other room and try to just go with deep diving out of desperation)
Me: How long have you been doing this for?
Her: 3 years
Me: Do you like it?
Her: Yeah, I like how you get to meet all sorts of people.
Me: If you could do anything else besides this would you?
(she looks at me confused)
Her: Well I went to school for interior design.
Me: Ah, that's cool. What happened with that?
Her: Oh I dunno it just sort of never happened after I moved here.
Me: well you should look into getting back into it.
Her: Yeah maybe.
Her: what do you do? (WHAT? INVESTMENT?)
(I bait her here and make her ask me lots of questions about my job, by the end she's asking me why I don't live in Florida since all my clients are out there)
(I try to make her qualify herself by asking why she's not an interior designer)
Her: So why don't you just live in Florida if all your clients are over there?
Me: Well why aren't you pursuing your dream of being an interior designer?
Her: I dunno.
Me: well come help me take some good picture. Your the expert.
(She follows me and tells me what she thinks would be some good shots)
Her: you should go to IKEA and get furniture.
Me: is that where you shop?
Her: Yes, I got the black box things there.
Me: Black box things? (I tease her with a quizzical look)
Her: Yes they have lots of storage.
Me: You seem to me like the type of person who like to have every little thing in every little drawer.
Her: Yeah. But if you don't like putting stuff together you don't want to shop there.
Me: do you like putting stuff together?
Her: No.
Me: Who put your black boxes together?
Her: Oh my brother....(long pause) or my husband.
(I don't see a ring on her finger)
(She heads to the front and take a mint that are meant for the customers)
Me: Are you stealing all the mints?
Her: they are Lifesavers, they're good.
Me: I haven't had a Lifesaver since I was like 5.
Her: Really?
Me: Yeah, that or those butterscotch ones my Grandpa always seemed to have.
Her: we have those in the other apartment we show.
(her tone for the last 5 minutes was that of basically a combination of being bored out of her skull and disappointment)
Me: you ever come in here and take naps? Maybe have a drink first?
Her: No anyone who did that would probably get fired. (she said this with no 'fun' left in her voice left whatsoever)
Me: Alright let's go
(We head back and talk about the lease in a very platonic way with her maintaining the "bored out of her skull and disappointed sounding" tone)
I leave and that's that. So yeah these interactions are typical. This is just about how all my interactions with women go for the most part. Basically no fun witty comments, no memorable fun or engaging behavior, and no flirting because this stuff just doesn't come naturally to me at all right now. I rack my brain for sometimes even several minutes about a single topic and draw blanks. I'm totally open to any feedback regarding this sticking point, because it is single handedly causing all my interactions with women to evaporate before my eyes every single day.
Cheers, ~Peak
FIRST GIRL
She was a super cute petite brunette with long hair down to the small of her back, a tight little body, and thick frame glasses that really only enhanced her sexiness.
I had to pay a parking ticket and the location to pay it was way out on the edge of town. She was the girl that charged my card to pay the ticket behind bullet proof glass.
Me: Hi, is this where I pay my ticket?
(sexy smile paired with delayed eye contact till she looked at me)
Her: Yes, I can help you with that. (big warm smile, here we go again she thinks I'm a stud)
Me: Okay great, what do you need?
Her: I need the citation and I can run the charge with that information.
Me: Okay, here you are.
Her: She takes it and walks back to do something.
(I'm racking my brain as hard as I can to try to think of something flirty to say or to engage her beyond this)
(she returns)
Her: Okay, I need your drivers license and debit card.
Me: Ah, I am in trouble? (this is the best flirt I can think of, luckily because of my fundamentals from earlier, she's receptive to it, sort of)
Her: Not this time.. (said with a sexy smile)
Me: ... (racking my brain, can't think of anything to follow up with AT ALL)
(she runs my card and hands it back to me)
Me: ... (feeling awkward that I literally can't engage this girl)
(I attempt to reengage)
Me: SO, what brings you out to the middle of nowhere?
Her: Oh well I'm a member out here and that is the only reason I'm doing this. (I literally don't know what 'being a member is' and just don't ask her like a dummy.)
Me: Yeah, I saw all these buildings and had no idea there was anything even out here. (What the fuck was that?)
Her: Yeah well I'm sure you saw the casino.
Me: I did, but then I got lost in all these building but I eventually found where I needed to go. (I'm digging my own grave again, god that was bad.)
Me: You like working out here?
Her: Yeah, It's okay. (she looks like she's done talking to me, I am once again not engaging in a fun or interesting way and so I bored her in 1 minute as usual)
Me: Okay cool, Bye! (uuuuughhhh...)
SECOND GIRL
Shes the lease consultant at my new apartment I'm moving to, she's got nice sized cans, big piercing blue eyes, and shoulder length choppy bleach blonde hair almost like a model. Sexy.
She's in the office, I've come to sign my lease and look at the layout of the apartment one last time. I come in from behind her and she doesn't notice I'm there as she's typing on here computer.
(I knock on the door frame to her office to get her attention)
She turns around casually to see who it is and when she gets the first glimpse of me standing there, she literally jumps up out of her seat to greet me with this wide eyed look.
Me: "Hi, I'm Peak. I'm here to sign my lease and I also wanted to look at the apartment one last time."
Her: (she is literally stumbling over her words) Well sure, I can uh definitely help you out. I can show you the apartment. Sure. (she barely chokes this out)
Her: Please have a seat in there and I'll take you on the tour in a moment. (she's still looking at me like I've come to sweep her off her feet)
Me: Haha okay.
(I casually sit in the waiting area and she goes immediately to the bathroom close by. To fix her hair or calm down maybe?)
(She returns and looks way more calm now and I notice her hair is pushed back behind her ears now.)
Her: Alright, are you ready to see the apartment?
Me: Sure, let's go.
(I start racking my brain to find a way to flirt as we are walking)
(I know nothing about her and can't think of anything so I just deep dive)
Me: Do you live here?
Her: No
Me: Well are you from around here?
Her: I'm from (place that's like 45 minutes away).
Me: Oh wow, that's pretty far.
Her: Yeah, it's not too bad.
Me: What brings you to (that place)
Her: Oh there's like a lot of good restaurants, shopping, and everything's close by.
Me: Ah
(no dialogue for like 2 minutes because I can't think of anything witty or flirty or fun to say)
Her: here we are! (we arrive at the apartment)
Me: I wanted to see what this place looked like so I have an idea of what furniture to buy.
Her: Oh okay.
Me: What size bed is this?
Her: I would say it's a queen.
(It has now been a solid 5 minutes of me not being able to think of any way to flirt with her)
Me: Is there no storage unit outside?
Her: No some people just close this door and put their storage over here.
Me: Oh Okay that's pretty creative. What do you think of that?
Her: Yeah it seems okay I guess.
Her: OR they close this door over here and put stuff over here.
Me: Cool
Me: I like these paintings here...
Her: Yeah..
(still nothing)
Her: you should take some pictures.
Me: Okay that sounds like a good idea.
(I walk into the other room and try to just go with deep diving out of desperation)
Me: How long have you been doing this for?
Her: 3 years
Me: Do you like it?
Her: Yeah, I like how you get to meet all sorts of people.
Me: If you could do anything else besides this would you?
(she looks at me confused)
Her: Well I went to school for interior design.
Me: Ah, that's cool. What happened with that?
Her: Oh I dunno it just sort of never happened after I moved here.
Me: well you should look into getting back into it.
Her: Yeah maybe.
Her: what do you do? (WHAT? INVESTMENT?)
(I bait her here and make her ask me lots of questions about my job, by the end she's asking me why I don't live in Florida since all my clients are out there)
(I try to make her qualify herself by asking why she's not an interior designer)
Her: So why don't you just live in Florida if all your clients are over there?
Me: Well why aren't you pursuing your dream of being an interior designer?
Her: I dunno.
Me: well come help me take some good picture. Your the expert.
(She follows me and tells me what she thinks would be some good shots)
Her: you should go to IKEA and get furniture.
Me: is that where you shop?
Her: Yes, I got the black box things there.
Me: Black box things? (I tease her with a quizzical look)
Her: Yes they have lots of storage.
Me: You seem to me like the type of person who like to have every little thing in every little drawer.
Her: Yeah. But if you don't like putting stuff together you don't want to shop there.
Me: do you like putting stuff together?
Her: No.
Me: Who put your black boxes together?
Her: Oh my brother....(long pause) or my husband.
(I don't see a ring on her finger)
(She heads to the front and take a mint that are meant for the customers)
Me: Are you stealing all the mints?
Her: they are Lifesavers, they're good.
Me: I haven't had a Lifesaver since I was like 5.
Her: Really?
Me: Yeah, that or those butterscotch ones my Grandpa always seemed to have.
Her: we have those in the other apartment we show.
(her tone for the last 5 minutes was that of basically a combination of being bored out of her skull and disappointment)
Me: you ever come in here and take naps? Maybe have a drink first?
Her: No anyone who did that would probably get fired. (she said this with no 'fun' left in her voice left whatsoever)
Me: Alright let's go
(We head back and talk about the lease in a very platonic way with her maintaining the "bored out of her skull and disappointed sounding" tone)
I leave and that's that. So yeah these interactions are typical. This is just about how all my interactions with women go for the most part. Basically no fun witty comments, no memorable fun or engaging behavior, and no flirting because this stuff just doesn't come naturally to me at all right now. I rack my brain for sometimes even several minutes about a single topic and draw blanks. I'm totally open to any feedback regarding this sticking point, because it is single handedly causing all my interactions with women to evaporate before my eyes every single day.
Cheers, ~Peak
