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So, I share this just to illustrate how you should never let an opportunity pass you by, even when you think you look like crap.
This really got me thinking about what Estate said on how I don't know what women's thoughts truly are. When you go out to meet women, you don't know how easy/open she is to meeting new guys (well, unless she's giving key signs such as looking around, looking bored, etc.). Generally, I don't because I do more day game, and all of the women are usually rushing around. You don't know what state she is in. I've gone out with great clothes on and *felt* like I said all of the right things and still got rejected. Of course, fundamentals/clothes/looks boost your chances A LOT higher for girls that are in a lower state, but if a girl is in a higher state, it doesn't really matter as long as you are the right guy at the right time.
My friend and I just finished up at the gym, so I'm sure I smelled poorly. I haven't shaved in 5 days (my black beard grows fast). I'm just wearing a t-shirt (with Darth Vader on it) and jeans.
We head over to World Market to buy some champagne (me and a few of my buddies are going to a casino this weekend).
As we're leaving, there's an Asian girl wearing red pants leaving. I can tell that's she's in her 30s and wearing nice jewelry, so my first thought is probably married, but I decide to chance it anyway (high risk, high reward). As we're walking to our cars, I split off from my friend, as he's still heading to the car. My friends are used to this by now, but it's still probably a dick move haha, as they'll arrive at the car and be like, "Where is Pinot? Ooooo, saw another Asian girl...."
So, I say, "Wait, hold up." We're standing right in the middle of the fucking road. She turns and is just looking at me in silence. I get close enough to create tension, but not enough to invade her space. It feels like I'm approaching a girl at a club really. I tell her that I love her red pants. She's just kind of looking at me and mumbles something -- I think thanks. Her English isn't great. I ask, "Are you single?" And, she doesn't really respond. Wow, this is really rough, but it gets worst....
A car is approaching, and my friend yells from his car (in the parking lot) to us (standing in the middle of the road), "Hey, get out of the road!"
She looks at me kind of strangely, and I walk and move her gently to the parking lot and smile/laugh.
Me: "So what's your name?"
Her: "It's C."
Me: "I'm Pinot. I just had to tell you that I like your red pants." (*facepalm* You've already told her; why repeat?)
Her: "Oh, thanks."
Me: "It sounds like you have an accent. I like it. What is it?" (*facepalm* Don't ask an Asian girl this, you idiot.)
Her: "I'm Vietnamese." (She's actually the first Vietnamese girl that I've found attractive....)
Me: "Ah, cool. So how long have you lived here....er, or born and raised here?" (*facepalm* I hope she's truly foreign, else this is going to be bad.)
Her: "Oh yeah, only lived here for a few years." (Thank goodness.)
My friend comes over. I guess he could tell that I was struggling. She looks over at him when he arrives.
My friend: "Hi, I'm V."
Her: "Hi, I'm C. Nice to meet you."
*They shake hands*
My friend: "I like your nails; they're very beautiful."
Her: "Oh, thanks."
My friend: "Oh, what do you do?"
Her: "I work at a nail salon."
Me: "Oh, I didn't even notice your fingernails, let me see."
*She holds her fingers up to me*
*I hold her hand and look at them for a quick second*
Me: "Well, I was just wondering.... are you single?"
She kind of pauses here and finally says, "Yes."
Me: "Ah, sweet. Well, do you want to exchange numbers and go on a date?"
She kind of pauses and looks over at my friend.
Me: "Don't worry, you can say no. He's not my bodyguard."
My friend: "Actually, I am!"
Me: *laughs* "Nah, it's really no big deal."
Her: *laughs* "OK, yes, that sounds good."
She pulls out her phone. (Either she had the hots for him or thought he was my actual bodyguard, don't know.)
My phone is being a piece of crap, so it just sits there on a black screen when I click Add Contact. She tells me her phone number, and I say something about my phone not working properly. (Later, my friend said that I didn't convey this good enough because of her bad English.) She starts walking off, and I'm like, "Wait, hold on," and she returns. Then she understands my phone isn't working.
I just tell her my phone #. After she keys it in, then she calls my phone. I answer jokingly (*facepalm* so stupid and cheesy). She says that she's in a hurry and has to be somewhere. I bid her goodnight.
Back in the car....
Me: "Wow, man, that was rough. I felt like a beginner."
My friend: "Hey, well at least you approached her; I would never be able to do that like you do."
Me: "If you weren't gay, you would and would be racking up all the women."
My friend: "Haha, yeah right."
He does have great fundamentals, but I guess most gay guys do?
Anyway, the only thing I really had going for me was strong eye contact with her, except when she glanced at my friend.
But hey, terrible approach, and I still got the result. I'll see if it goes anywhere though...
This really got me thinking about what Estate said on how I don't know what women's thoughts truly are. When you go out to meet women, you don't know how easy/open she is to meeting new guys (well, unless she's giving key signs such as looking around, looking bored, etc.). Generally, I don't because I do more day game, and all of the women are usually rushing around. You don't know what state she is in. I've gone out with great clothes on and *felt* like I said all of the right things and still got rejected. Of course, fundamentals/clothes/looks boost your chances A LOT higher for girls that are in a lower state, but if a girl is in a higher state, it doesn't really matter as long as you are the right guy at the right time.
My friend and I just finished up at the gym, so I'm sure I smelled poorly. I haven't shaved in 5 days (my black beard grows fast). I'm just wearing a t-shirt (with Darth Vader on it) and jeans.
We head over to World Market to buy some champagne (me and a few of my buddies are going to a casino this weekend).
As we're leaving, there's an Asian girl wearing red pants leaving. I can tell that's she's in her 30s and wearing nice jewelry, so my first thought is probably married, but I decide to chance it anyway (high risk, high reward). As we're walking to our cars, I split off from my friend, as he's still heading to the car. My friends are used to this by now, but it's still probably a dick move haha, as they'll arrive at the car and be like, "Where is Pinot? Ooooo, saw another Asian girl...."
So, I say, "Wait, hold up." We're standing right in the middle of the fucking road. She turns and is just looking at me in silence. I get close enough to create tension, but not enough to invade her space. It feels like I'm approaching a girl at a club really. I tell her that I love her red pants. She's just kind of looking at me and mumbles something -- I think thanks. Her English isn't great. I ask, "Are you single?" And, she doesn't really respond. Wow, this is really rough, but it gets worst....
A car is approaching, and my friend yells from his car (in the parking lot) to us (standing in the middle of the road), "Hey, get out of the road!"
She looks at me kind of strangely, and I walk and move her gently to the parking lot and smile/laugh.
Me: "So what's your name?"
Her: "It's C."
Me: "I'm Pinot. I just had to tell you that I like your red pants." (*facepalm* You've already told her; why repeat?)
Her: "Oh, thanks."
Me: "It sounds like you have an accent. I like it. What is it?" (*facepalm* Don't ask an Asian girl this, you idiot.)
Her: "I'm Vietnamese." (She's actually the first Vietnamese girl that I've found attractive....)
Me: "Ah, cool. So how long have you lived here....er, or born and raised here?" (*facepalm* I hope she's truly foreign, else this is going to be bad.)
Her: "Oh yeah, only lived here for a few years." (Thank goodness.)
My friend comes over. I guess he could tell that I was struggling. She looks over at him when he arrives.
My friend: "Hi, I'm V."
Her: "Hi, I'm C. Nice to meet you."
*They shake hands*
My friend: "I like your nails; they're very beautiful."
Her: "Oh, thanks."
My friend: "Oh, what do you do?"
Her: "I work at a nail salon."
Me: "Oh, I didn't even notice your fingernails, let me see."
*She holds her fingers up to me*
*I hold her hand and look at them for a quick second*
Me: "Well, I was just wondering.... are you single?"
She kind of pauses here and finally says, "Yes."
Me: "Ah, sweet. Well, do you want to exchange numbers and go on a date?"
She kind of pauses and looks over at my friend.
Me: "Don't worry, you can say no. He's not my bodyguard."
My friend: "Actually, I am!"
Me: *laughs* "Nah, it's really no big deal."
Her: *laughs* "OK, yes, that sounds good."
She pulls out her phone. (Either she had the hots for him or thought he was my actual bodyguard, don't know.)
My phone is being a piece of crap, so it just sits there on a black screen when I click Add Contact. She tells me her phone number, and I say something about my phone not working properly. (Later, my friend said that I didn't convey this good enough because of her bad English.) She starts walking off, and I'm like, "Wait, hold on," and she returns. Then she understands my phone isn't working.
I just tell her my phone #. After she keys it in, then she calls my phone. I answer jokingly (*facepalm* so stupid and cheesy). She says that she's in a hurry and has to be somewhere. I bid her goodnight.
Back in the car....
Me: "Wow, man, that was rough. I felt like a beginner."
My friend: "Hey, well at least you approached her; I would never be able to do that like you do."
Me: "If you weren't gay, you would and would be racking up all the women."
My friend: "Haha, yeah right."
He does have great fundamentals, but I guess most gay guys do?
Anyway, the only thing I really had going for me was strong eye contact with her, except when she glanced at my friend.
But hey, terrible approach, and I still got the result. I'll see if it goes anywhere though...
