Reading a Situation Properly

[Black]

This buddy of mine asked me to join him and some girls out for clubbing.
I get there, to the bar, and it turns out the girls are some second-generation rich more interested in talking to each other and blatantly treating us like we are no big deal.
After getting cut off mid-sentence/ignored twice I systematically made it a point to just make friends with the other guys - and wait 'till we got to the club so I could just try some cold approaching.

Alas, they pulled the typical Chinese "agree to everything, say whatever and immediately do exactly the opposite - as quickly and as ruthlessly as possible before the other side notices the gas-lighting" and we ended up in a venue other than what we had agreed: a tiny place, with sh*t music, lots of rich foreigners but few other-girls. I thought "f*ck it, looks like they finally managed to ruin our night, I might as well sit somewhere and enjoy one of this venue's awesome beers".

I am at the bar waiting for my drink and this girl from our group actually goes out of her way to approach me.
I didn't get it straight away but in hindsight she was dressed for shaft: high heels, tight miniskirt, insane cleavage.
She pressed herself a bit to my left side and said "hi".
My gut reaction was "Oh look, this b*tch is trying to tell me she thinks I'm a chump that should be giving her attention like the rest, let's see how we can tell her to go f*ck herself without coming across as too emotional or rude". After all, she had been basically acting like I was no-one half an hour ago.

I gave her a bored glance saying "hi" and got my beer.
She pressed her tits hard against my left shoulder and said "don't you remember me?!" (like I should be throwing fireworks for seeing her again after a ride in separate cabs)
Again, bored; "oh, yeah. . . you are. . . *name*" Back to the beer. . .
*she desists*

She eventually takes her tits to the dance floor and starts dancing and grinding with other girls where everyone can see.
After like 15 minutes of this, an African guy grabs her, grinds her, says things to her ear that make her scream, and gets a phone close before my buddy for some strange reason cockblocks him.

Now I'm 50/50 about what really happened but needless to say I spent the rest of the weekend beating myself over this.
Looks like she wanted shaft and came to me for it?
Maybe the situtation wasn't as bad as it originally seemed?
Maybe she changed her mind when we got to the club? (my theory here is that on the cab ride she noticed her friend was ready to go with the hottest guy in the group. . . and I was probably a good second choice).
Maybe all the bad/random communication before was simply because she was kind of tipsy?

Hindsight is 20/20 but it's not the first time I dismiss glaring indicators of interest for being stuck in my head.
It's not just a matter of not having banged an x number of girls - the opportunities I lost where with girls more attractive than the ones with whom I did happen to close the deal.
How can I not-be so stuck inside my head?

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That night I spend a good amount of time observing this bald-fat-short middle-aged foreigner game basically every girl in our proximity. He would directly grab their hand and pull them to him, or request complicance with a hi-five, escalate quite quickly with his arm around their waist, then do something sudden/crazy like touch their butt or their leg and if they screamed he'd immediately request compliance again with another hi-five. No girl in like about a total of 7 he approached rejected these advances of his, some actually reacted quite well. However, eventually he also left alone; possibly because his bad-looks caused him to reach a sticking point and the girls somehow slipped away earlier or later (or maybe he was happy just doing that to every girl and then have it go nowhere).

In theory, I should at least be able to get away with that or a midler version of it.

Maybe I should have tried some mild escalation like that with this girl?
Put my arm around her waist when she pressed herself against me. . . and have her tell me how she was feeling or whatever?

 

[D_Smooth1900]

Hey Black,

It sounds to me like you let the night get the best of you. It'started off pretty slow I agree but instead of giving up on the night, what you should have done was see it through untill the very end.

Since you ended your night early, (in your minds eye) you didn't see the potential that was thrown at you. My advice is to just take this one as a learning lesson and to remember that the turn up isn't over untill either your cock is in her mouth or on your hand, untill next time good hunting.

-Smooth

 

[Flames]

What you did wrong was discouraged behaviour you liked. Initially you started well by going to the bar getting a drink etc. And then when a girl actually came to you you basically rejected her.

Always reward good behaviour, that's one of the basic rules I live by.

And never dwell on anything that happened in the past, near or distant.

You don't know what she was thinking originally she may have liked you from the start, she may have wanted to talk with her friend for a while first, she may not have been tipsy enough to be courageous, or might have wanted to wait till you were alone.

Put it down to a learning experience.

Hope that helps.

 

[Black]

Yeah, absolutely.

hahahaha ran into her again. She hates me now. We made eye contact, I smiled, her emotions spiked (looked like anger), then she looked ahead to ignore me and went on to greet my friend beside me. How silly!