Week 5, Day 4 - Another f*cked up episode in the life of duke007
Well it was another unusual day for me...boot camp keeps throwing up new situations and surprises that make life interesting, but ultimately disappointing.
First off, I was in the Post Office filling out a Passport Application Form. I was using a pen attached to a string, which was tangled with the string of another pen that two girls were using. She jerked on the string and nearly screwed up what I was writing, so I looked up, smiled and said, "Looks like we're playing tug of war with these pens"
The one writing was ugly and gave me a funny look, and the hotter friend gave a quick awkward laugh. Straight after they started talking to each other really fast in some crazy language.
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At Uni later I was sitting down on a bench and noticed behind me a hot girl with tanned legs sitting on the ground against some concrete. I jumped down from the bench and said, "Isn't that uncomfortable up against the concrete?" The approach must have been good because she responded in a positive way and was initially talkative. She had a book of notes with her so I asked, "So are you out here to study, or is this just an excuse to get a tan?" As the exchange went on, I got the feeling we were just going through the motions. I'd barely shown any value...I felt like there was no spark to me today. In return she showed low IL. When I went for the number she says, "Nahhhhh"
As I walked around today I felt invisible. Some days I get EC but today I got none...it must have been my crappy old shirt. After the gym I changed into something a bit more trendy.
The tram was really full and I was sitting next to a girl with a ring on her middle finger. A friend once told me this means she is single and looking, but I'm not so sure about that. She seemed to be looking in my direction but I didn't want to say anything because there were two girls opposite us. Lame I know. The tram was going really slow...it moved about one stop in 5 minutes. I mentally slapped myself...a DJ shouldn't be as p*ssy as me. It went like this:
Me: "It would have been quicker to walk"
Her: "Excuse me?"
Me: "I just said it would have been quicker to walk"
Her: *hears but no reaction*
Me: "The tram is barely crawling along"
Her: *no reaction*
Well at least I tried. I left the tram wondering where I'll ever get some success. My openers come out naturally these days but success is still low. I mulled over all this as I walked back along the street toward my favourite sub sandwich shop. It was about 4:30 by now....and this is where the story gets interesting!
I approached the pub, where people were sitting outside drinking on the tables. I started looking at the girls for EC on each table. Nothing...nothing...nothing....girl waving and smiling right at me....WTF?
I stopped and said Hi. Straight away she says, "how come you're not smiling? You look serious" I think I recovered OK by saying I just had a neutral expression and don't walk around everyday smiling to myself like a lunatic. She saw my smile then. She says, "why don't you pull up a seat?" I told her I had to meet someone soon (true) but I had time to stay and chat for a bit.
She looked older than her friends around the table (3 guys, one larger goth girl) but had a nice face and body...an easy HB7.5. I soon find out that she is 26 years old, and went back to high school. The friends around the table were high-schoolers, out drinking after finishing classes. They whooped, "Go Maggie" when I first arrived and said stuff later like, "You seem like a cool guy, duke007" No c*ckblock though....I guess you wouldn't if your friend was 8 years older.
I told her my sister is in Year 12 and was out drinking last night because classes were over. She says, "Well you must feel weird then talking to me." I answered, "Hmm yeah, I feel like a pedophile...you seem like a kid at heart" Well this kind of think kept going and we had really good EC. I seemed to have the spark back (while not completely so) that I thought I'd lost before. She wanted to know all about me. Had I just been picked up by a confident woman on the street..or was it too good to be true??
The larger goth girl gets up and says, "Sorry to interrupt, but can I give you a hug?" She squeezes really tight. Maggie says, "Now I feel left out" So they hug and then Maggie gives me a very tight hug. I rubbed her back slightly but kinda regret not kinoing her more after that. After a while I say, "I really have to get going so tell me your number and we'll catch up later" She says OK happily and starts keying in the number and her name. She also says about this time that she is tipsy. I tell her jokingly, "You should be studying and not drinking so much, missy"
I leave with a spring in my step. Was she sent by the DJ gods to snap me out of my self-induced negativity? Surely I'll get sex this time...she's an older woman who knows what she wants!
BUT. Later I was waiting for my mate so we could go see the taping of a sketch comedy show. For some reason I pulled out my phone to check that her number really was in there and I wasn't just dreaming. It was, but the mobile number was only 9 digits long.......................................F*CK!
Was it a fake? If you gave a fake number surely you'd make it the right number of digits. Was it a childish dare from her drinking companions to pick-up a passer-by? 26 year olds aren't that immature though...and I did give a good impression based on all the EC. Did her tipsiness make her screw up the entering of digits (she did screw up typing the two Gs in her name I admit)? Or did she want me to stay that night while she was in the moment? I'll never know. All I know is I was involved in one of those freak of nature occurences and left emptyhanded like the virgin I am.
The comedy show cheered me up a lot, but at 3.5 hours it was hard to keep my mind from wandering a little. Also, there were some amazingly hot girls there with metrosexual looking boyfriends.
Afterwards my friend and I decided to try the 9 digit number with a new digit added to the end. We tried 2 first...it was a girl called Alex who sounded like she was in a pub. I stupidly said wrong number and hung up. Then I tried 3....it was another young sounding girl. I said, "Hey how's it going?" She was like, "Who's this?" I said, "Awww don't you remember me?...you gave me your number today!" She sounded all weirded out and wouldn't give me her name, so I said, "Ah so the b1tch gave me a fake number then, bye!"
Later my friend tried other random numbers until he found a girl. He tried the same sort of thing and she lingered on the phone for ages but it didn't really go anywhere. Then I left a message to call back on some random hot-sounding girls messagebank. Hahahah yeah we were being stupid AFCs but it was just for fun...it did give us huge confidence though to just call up random girls. Doing this makes approaching a girl in person sound easy.
So there you have it...my f*cked up day. Surely I'll get some success soon. Lesson learnt....ALWAYS get a girl to tell you her number so YOU can put it in your phone.