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A few of my buddies asked me to accompany them on a trip to the central. They wanted to head to a night venue. I didn't feel like going at first, because I've had some bad experiences of one of them being a wingman in the past (arrive at the bar, 1,5 hours of him not doing anything but sitting and complaining about the music. Then he wants to go home). He managed to turn my head so I thought, "Whatever. Let's just get on with it and take it as an experience.". I got to choose the venue so I picked a venue with a good range of places to hang out. There was a large dance room with modern music, a pub room, a karaoke room and a smaller dance room with 80's and 90's hits playing. I thought this could be a better choice than the last venue I had visited (OR: Poker Royale https://boards.girlschase.com/viewtopic.php?f=5&t=13860 ). It turned out I was right.
We arrived at the venue. I was once again almost sober, having drunk only one beer, whereas my buddies were slightly drunk. By the way, the entrance fee + coat rack price 15 bucks in total.. Sheesh..
We entered the largest room, the dance club, and the first thing I noticed was a gal checking me out upon walking past her at the counter. The both seats next to her were taken so I shrugged it off with a smile on my face and ordered a drink further away. I was glancing if the seats next to the lady had freed, when my two buddies wanted to head to another room. I thought why not and we headed to the smaller dance room. The music was great and got me into a good vibe, but the volume was way too high, you could barely hear your own thoughts, let alone conversating with the person next to you. What I could hear though were my buddies.. Complaining. It seemed the only thing they liked was progressive rock, and anything else was pure garbage.
While the two were focused on negativity, I noticed a shy looking girl at the opposite end of the dance room. She had a bookworm-type of a vibe coming from her and I wasn't sure but I could've sworn she was looking at me. It was hard to tell, because just like in the previous venue, the lighting wasn't the best (but still better than at the previous venue, as you could actually see around you). I wanted to approach her, but my what would my buddies think? Would they join and turn the girl off with their drunk behaviour?
This is when I realized perhaps it really is better going to the venues alone in the future. Having male buddies just complicate things, because right now I was in a situation where I would've had no problems moving a step forward, had I been alone at the venue. Of course there would've been new challenges, like whether I should try to talk to her in this kind of a loud setting or just ask her to the dance floor.. But those would be a different story.
I turned my head away from her, focusing on my buddies next to me. Around 5 minutes later and the bookworm girl and her friend left the room. I didn't see them again.
5 - 10 minutes later I stumbled upon few friends of mine, a pair. They seemed to have a great time and I accompanied them to the dance floor. My buddies, after introducing themselves to the pair, went on to order drinks. I followed them and the pair went to sit at our table, waiting for us to return.
I was in a high energy vibe, feeling really good about myself, so I decided to order a shot. I noticed a girl right of me at the counter. I hadn't even talked to her yet but she gave the impression of some sort of a club queen. "Shield alert but whatever, let's try it.", I thought to myself.
I pondered what to ask her, and since she seemed quite young I decided to go for something casual.
- Do you study or are you at the job markets?
The girl turned looking at me with a look of confusion and slight annoyance.
- Huh?
Either she thought the question I had asked was dumb, or she saw me as yet another dude trying to hit on her. Probably both.
I repeated my question.
She rolled her eyes,
- Ugh...
Well that didn't work.
And oh yeah, did I remember to mention? During this whole scene one of my male buddies kept tapping me at the shoulder. I literally facepalmed in my mind - how bad can a wingman get? Fortunately the girl clearly wasn't receptive to me so I turned towards him to hear what he had to say - probably something very important.
- Let's head to the table shall we?
(.............. That's all? That's all you have to say? Like, you couldn't have headed there yourself, seeing that I was talking with a chick but had to actually cockblock me by a distraction?)
If the girl would've been clearly attracted to me, I would've just told the guy to scram or to go and wait at the table. But now, it was a nice excuse for me to back away from the girl.
- Yeah, let's do that.
........ And of course they had decided to sit at the opposite end of the room than the pair whom had initially accompanied us and who were still waiting for us to join them. These guys are not just cockblocking but now they're affecting my reputation by avoiding my friends. It's incredible...
I had enough. I needed to get some fresh air from these two.
- I'm going to have a talk with my friends. See you in a bit.
I joined the pair and asked them to join me at the dance floor. We danced for like 20 - 30 minutes non stop, had fun and got our own vip corner with the vibe of our dancing (the others danced a little further away so we had space to dance.). I got sweaty and my buddies had visited me briefly, saying they're heading to another room. I decided it's time to accompany them because otherwise they might just ditch me and if so, the taxi drive home would get triple as costly. I wished my two friends a good evening and said that if they need a person to head out with them, they know whom to call.
I found my buddies at the pub room. Things were much calmer here, thought the music was still pretty loud. I tried to get away from the negative thoughts I had now associated with them.. We chatted for a small time and I headed to the counter to order a drink once more. The counter was crowded with people and there were no free space next to me. Two ladies were behind me, I heard the other one saying something like,
"... perhaps you'll get a new pal."
Interesting.
After 20 - 30 seconds the space to the left of me freed just slightly, and the lady pushed herself there, asking in a very neutral tone,
- Is this space taken?
- No. Go ahead.
I decided to use again my earlier ice breaker, to see if it was the girl or the phrase that was affecting the outcome.
- Do you study or are you at the job markets?
- I work.. I'm a barber.
She continued on to list her income, which was surprisingly massive. I didn't know barbers earn that well. I remained cool about it, not to appear as surprised,
- You'll buy a few drinks with that.
We chatted some more while waiting for the drinks. She talked mainly about her work. Didn't take eye contact even once. Her attraction level seemed too low, neutral at best. At least she wasn't auto-rejecting like the club queen.
- I wish you a good evening and good fortunes with your work., and returned to the table to my buddies. Still, I realized I could've asked for her number, if only for her to get a new customer. Anyways, it was the last time I heard from her.
Rest of the evening went quite smoothly, nothing remarkable happened. There was one somewhat older lady than me, who seemed like she hadn't visited a dance club in ages. She looked very nervous, but took a few glances to my direction. And of course a drunkard came and started groping her. She was startled by this and the drunkard got thrown out, but I was not sure she would've liked another guy approaching her after that, so I decided to let it be. She seemed a bit too old for me anyways, didn't have style neither. I simply wasn't attracted.
My buddies decided it's time to get out, we headed for a night snack and returned home. End of story.
It'll be a while before I can head to a night venue again. I need to spare some money.
PS. I did visit a Blackjack table. Lost 4 bucks but saw a good looking girl glancing at me. Too bad she left the table before me so I couldn't approach her and by the time I saw her again, she had hooked up with another guy and didn't even take eye contact with me.
And the two guys that were with me, even though they were dissatisfied first, they ended up having really fun at the venue. Next time though, I'll definitely head alone. There's potential with the place but only if you head out either alone or with the right people.
We arrived at the venue. I was once again almost sober, having drunk only one beer, whereas my buddies were slightly drunk. By the way, the entrance fee + coat rack price 15 bucks in total.. Sheesh..
We entered the largest room, the dance club, and the first thing I noticed was a gal checking me out upon walking past her at the counter. The both seats next to her were taken so I shrugged it off with a smile on my face and ordered a drink further away. I was glancing if the seats next to the lady had freed, when my two buddies wanted to head to another room. I thought why not and we headed to the smaller dance room. The music was great and got me into a good vibe, but the volume was way too high, you could barely hear your own thoughts, let alone conversating with the person next to you. What I could hear though were my buddies.. Complaining. It seemed the only thing they liked was progressive rock, and anything else was pure garbage.
While the two were focused on negativity, I noticed a shy looking girl at the opposite end of the dance room. She had a bookworm-type of a vibe coming from her and I wasn't sure but I could've sworn she was looking at me. It was hard to tell, because just like in the previous venue, the lighting wasn't the best (but still better than at the previous venue, as you could actually see around you). I wanted to approach her, but my what would my buddies think? Would they join and turn the girl off with their drunk behaviour?
This is when I realized perhaps it really is better going to the venues alone in the future. Having male buddies just complicate things, because right now I was in a situation where I would've had no problems moving a step forward, had I been alone at the venue. Of course there would've been new challenges, like whether I should try to talk to her in this kind of a loud setting or just ask her to the dance floor.. But those would be a different story.
I turned my head away from her, focusing on my buddies next to me. Around 5 minutes later and the bookworm girl and her friend left the room. I didn't see them again.
5 - 10 minutes later I stumbled upon few friends of mine, a pair. They seemed to have a great time and I accompanied them to the dance floor. My buddies, after introducing themselves to the pair, went on to order drinks. I followed them and the pair went to sit at our table, waiting for us to return.
I was in a high energy vibe, feeling really good about myself, so I decided to order a shot. I noticed a girl right of me at the counter. I hadn't even talked to her yet but she gave the impression of some sort of a club queen. "Shield alert but whatever, let's try it.", I thought to myself.
I pondered what to ask her, and since she seemed quite young I decided to go for something casual.
- Do you study or are you at the job markets?
The girl turned looking at me with a look of confusion and slight annoyance.
- Huh?
Either she thought the question I had asked was dumb, or she saw me as yet another dude trying to hit on her. Probably both.
I repeated my question.
She rolled her eyes,
- Ugh...
Well that didn't work.
And oh yeah, did I remember to mention? During this whole scene one of my male buddies kept tapping me at the shoulder. I literally facepalmed in my mind - how bad can a wingman get? Fortunately the girl clearly wasn't receptive to me so I turned towards him to hear what he had to say - probably something very important.
- Let's head to the table shall we?
(.............. That's all? That's all you have to say? Like, you couldn't have headed there yourself, seeing that I was talking with a chick but had to actually cockblock me by a distraction?)
If the girl would've been clearly attracted to me, I would've just told the guy to scram or to go and wait at the table. But now, it was a nice excuse for me to back away from the girl.
- Yeah, let's do that.
........ And of course they had decided to sit at the opposite end of the room than the pair whom had initially accompanied us and who were still waiting for us to join them. These guys are not just cockblocking but now they're affecting my reputation by avoiding my friends. It's incredible...
I had enough. I needed to get some fresh air from these two.
- I'm going to have a talk with my friends. See you in a bit.
I joined the pair and asked them to join me at the dance floor. We danced for like 20 - 30 minutes non stop, had fun and got our own vip corner with the vibe of our dancing (the others danced a little further away so we had space to dance.). I got sweaty and my buddies had visited me briefly, saying they're heading to another room. I decided it's time to accompany them because otherwise they might just ditch me and if so, the taxi drive home would get triple as costly. I wished my two friends a good evening and said that if they need a person to head out with them, they know whom to call.
I found my buddies at the pub room. Things were much calmer here, thought the music was still pretty loud. I tried to get away from the negative thoughts I had now associated with them.. We chatted for a small time and I headed to the counter to order a drink once more. The counter was crowded with people and there were no free space next to me. Two ladies were behind me, I heard the other one saying something like,
"... perhaps you'll get a new pal."
Interesting.
After 20 - 30 seconds the space to the left of me freed just slightly, and the lady pushed herself there, asking in a very neutral tone,
- Is this space taken?
- No. Go ahead.
I decided to use again my earlier ice breaker, to see if it was the girl or the phrase that was affecting the outcome.
- Do you study or are you at the job markets?
- I work.. I'm a barber.
She continued on to list her income, which was surprisingly massive. I didn't know barbers earn that well. I remained cool about it, not to appear as surprised,
- You'll buy a few drinks with that.
We chatted some more while waiting for the drinks. She talked mainly about her work. Didn't take eye contact even once. Her attraction level seemed too low, neutral at best. At least she wasn't auto-rejecting like the club queen.
- I wish you a good evening and good fortunes with your work., and returned to the table to my buddies. Still, I realized I could've asked for her number, if only for her to get a new customer. Anyways, it was the last time I heard from her.
Rest of the evening went quite smoothly, nothing remarkable happened. There was one somewhat older lady than me, who seemed like she hadn't visited a dance club in ages. She looked very nervous, but took a few glances to my direction. And of course a drunkard came and started groping her. She was startled by this and the drunkard got thrown out, but I was not sure she would've liked another guy approaching her after that, so I decided to let it be. She seemed a bit too old for me anyways, didn't have style neither. I simply wasn't attracted.
My buddies decided it's time to get out, we headed for a night snack and returned home. End of story.
It'll be a while before I can head to a night venue again. I need to spare some money.
PS. I did visit a Blackjack table. Lost 4 bucks but saw a good looking girl glancing at me. Too bad she left the table before me so I couldn't approach her and by the time I saw her again, she had hooked up with another guy and didn't even take eye contact with me.
And the two guys that were with me, even though they were dissatisfied first, they ended up having really fun at the venue. Next time though, I'll definitely head alone. There's potential with the place but only if you head out either alone or with the right people.
