Hello Friend,

If this is your first visit to SoSuave, I would advise you to START HERE.

It will be the most efficient use of your time.

And you will learn everything you need to know to become a huge success with women.

Thank you for visiting and have a great day!

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Hey Duke... keep up the good work! You're doing fine.
I'd say go for it with HBHeavyMetal. I reckon you can only win there if you meet up again.
Keep confident in your game and it'll pan out perfectly.
 

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Bro,

Wow. Top effort- keep it up.

I'm enjoying every moment reading your BC and often find myself in a position to relate with what your talking about, especially about our city and women.

I would post heaps of comments and LOL @ heaps of the smart /witty lines but i trust u know i already find this stuff great!

Cheers and after my exams will get out with Irre more often- what do u say?

felz.
 

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Week 4, Day 9 - Titty restaurant and strip club night

Cheers felz, let me know when your exams finish and we'll organise something.
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Tonight I was invited to a guy's 22nd birthday....I was surprised I got an invite because I barely know him. I planned not to mack any of the girls there too hard in case I stepped on anyone's turf, this was a chance to expand my social circle.

I got to the restaurant 5 minutes early and no-one was there! The hostess welcomed me, I asked whether my group arrived, and she started asking whether I was here for the hors douvres (sp?). Then she took me over to the bar to get a drink while I waited and we chatted very briefly. Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

Then the birthday boy arrived with his friends...there were only 6 of them...strange I was invited along with such a small group. The hostess started taking off their jackets and then I thought, *WTF?, that woman is wearing a see-through dress and a G-string!* I didn't notice in all that time because I've been trained to give EC and not stare at women's chests. It was tame though...not a strip joint or anything.

The others had AFC smiles on their faces (it became apparent that most were big AFCs) so I felt like being with them made me come across as AFC too! :) They were fairly cool guys and very welcoming, even though some had an obsession with high-stakes poker. I became the centre of attention because they all wanted to tell me the funny stories about the group that they'd all heard before.

One HB8.5 blonde with a sexy arse and "hip-swinging" walk was particularly nice to our table. She came up and said, "What's the worst part about giving a chicken a headjob?" Then she coughed, blowing ripped up pieces of paper over the table (ie the feathers). At one point she sidled up to the RichGuyAFC to take away the napkin on his lap and he jumped like a frightened puppy dog! Then she came around to my side of the table so I said, "What just happened, I didn't see?" She explained while putting her hand near my napkin and gently tickling my inner thigh (!) so I whispered, "Forgive him, he's not used to women."

Later she came back to clear plates so I asked her if she had anymore jokes. She asked me to rub her back which was kinda odd, while she thought of another joke. After a couple of dirty jokes she carressed my nipple area and said, "Your turn". I said a dirty blonde joke without thinking but it came off well. :D Then I told her to do the chicken ******* joke to the table next to us (they were older and there were a few conservative looking women). She was a bit uncertain at first but then she did as I said! Gutsy.

The last incident was when she came to clear more plates....her hip was leaning against my arm the whole time, then when she turned to leave she grinded her arse on my shoulder! Sh1t was something like that part of the service?? She took a photo of her tits with my friend's phone before we left. It's hard to know when they are just doing their job to get tips or they actually like you. One thing for sure is she wasn't nearly as flirty with the others as she was with me.

One thing annoyed me greatly – the meal was f*cking expensive. I paid $36 for a big hunk of meat that was unsauced and too rare. Regular old Aussie beer was $7.20! Seems like I paid $20 for the steak and $16 for the tits. I’m too poor for AFC sh1t like this. If you’re having a birthday celebration, it’s not cool to invite your friends to such a place.

After dinner the next stop was a strip club :rolleyes: . I've never been before and I'd hate to be a spoilsport so I went along to see what it was like. They were telling me that talking to them makes you feel good even if it is empty conversation. I had my doubts about that, but figured it could only help my confidence with convo skills around very hot women.

The place was very classy...but they only got nude during the half hourly "shows" or if you gave them a tip. Still I got to see hot women spread their legs seductively right in front of my face. An amazingly hot blonde HB9 I was watching for a while chatted with me after her dance. However, this was so obviously hollow after all my recent experience with cold conversations. Sure enough she grabs my thigh and says we can go in the other room for a private dance. 2 years ago I would have jizzed my pants and drooled, "Yesss please" but I politely declined.

I went around getting EC subconsciously and got lots of smiles and some unwanted attention. A tall hot brunette with big tits walks up, gives me a bear hug and asks straight away if I want a lap dance. I said, "Hey I'm not that easy, don't you have to chat me up first?" But C+F didn't work on this chick! She said something else, then gave me a puppy dog look and asked if I'll promise to have one when she comes back. I smiled and said, "I don't make promises....we'll see"

A cute short barely legal girl (the kind I like :)) slapped me on the arse as I walked past. Damn...if that was in any other place than a stripclub I would have capitalised! I nearly snapped then...the only thing stopping me from having a lap dance was my empty wallet (15c inside). The birthday guy spent $70 to get one from two girls and watch them eat each other out.

Another of the AFCs thought he had something going with an Irish chick the last couple of visits so he stayed longer to seek her out. Later we heard that he saw her giving a lap dance to another guy when he was getting one of his own. Poor AFC! Overall the place was frustating...it makes you unnecessarily horny and it's impossible to pick up (especially when it's this busy...guys absolutely everywhere).

We went to the casino after that and the gamblers gambled. They seem to have no concept of the value of money. (One guy - a Quentin Tarantino lookalike - gets $50 a day from parents). RichGuy ended the night down $240....he just brushed it off and bought $20 of arcade credits, a large KFC meal AND McDonalds at 3am! There sure are some interesting people in the world.

I was a bit annoyed that I ended the night down $78...which for me is unprecedented. (Strip club was $16, specialty beer as birthday gift was $15). RichGuy spent roughly $370. I hope he doesn't ruin women for the rest of us with the size of his wallet.

My honest advice - don't go to a strip club unless you have extremely low confidence or conversation skill with hot women.

And I know I sound pessimistic describing the guys in this new social circle, but some were pretty funny and good to chat with once the topic moved on from strippers and poker.
 

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Duke I really admire how you are working hard on yourself and getting more sociable.

Keep it up.

I found the whole strip club experience was beneficial to my game. 1) I was not affraid of naked women anymore.
2) I now wanted all of them to be in that naked state ;)

It helped coming out off AFCism where I used to worship a woman's body so much I couldn't talk to them!
 

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Week 4, Day 10

Chicksrock - yeah you're right that strip clubs destroy any fears of naked women. My boner went away after the first 5 or so minutes...but hang on is that a good thing?? :)

I've been a bit late with my updates...this was from three nights ago:
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The same group of guys wanted me to back up on Saturday night to go clubbing with them...the lap dances must have got them all horny.

Like I said they were fairly AFC but based on what they were telling me they seemed to have some success in this particular nightclub. I was pumped.

The first thing I notice is these guys can't dance. Suddenly I don't believe their stories of being approached 7 times in one night....their body language on the dancefloor reeked of trying too hard to pickup. Still I was determined not to let this destroy my mood.

I was dancing with energy and acted like I just wanted to have fun. But eye contact was low. My friend got rejected going for a grind and he lost confidence for the rest of the night :mad: Some girls gave me EC but then just started acting more interested in their friends. I tried to smalltalk two chicks with an arm on each shoulder during a break between songs, but I found out straight away that one had a BF (the other didn't say anything).

Later the DJ says, "Who here just wants to get laid tonight?!" To my delight a pair of blondes right in front of me (the hotter HB8.5 gave me brief EC beforehand) waved their hands around. When the music started again it took a while to build up to full-speed (bastard DJ!). Suddenly something like 5 guys appeared around the HBs like hyenas on a carcass! I thought, *F*ck you guys I was here first*, then went in for the grind. Being a club hoe she let me do it for a short while, but it was obvious she wasn't grinding back. When I felt her move slightly forward I broke off and danced elsewhere. Whatever.

This happened again with a chick I fluff-talked to for 10 seconds (dancefloor music volume perfect!). Except this time, she stopped grinding with me and went to grind with the Indian guy from my group. After his 15 seconds she moved on again. Club chicks are f*cking annoying :)

I tried, "Shake it like a salt shaker!" twice which both times got a positive initial reaction but then the girl would close me off or turn back to her friends. A really cute brunette was being dragged away in a chain of friends (you know how they all hold hands?). I said, "Hey, where are you going?? You're going the wrong way!" She looked back with a huge grin but was being pulled by the arm into the vortex of clubbers. :( I commented to a crazy-dancing girl as she left the techno dancefloor, "Sweet footwork!". She smiled but kept walking. Near misses everywhere.

My friend who got rejected wanted to go on the balcony and look down at people so I thought this would be a good chance for walkups. He says he's not a good talker though. An HB7.5 in red walked past alone and we got brief EC. 2 minutes later she came back and stood looking over the balcony about three metres to my left! Amazing, my first ever obvious nightclub green light!!

Walkup Approach 1
I edged sideways toward her and said, "Having a bit of a perv, are ya?" Her reaction was gold and I knew this would be hard to screw up. She told me that actually she was looking for her friends because she lost them all. Cue C+F. She left her phone at home because she might lose it. Cue C+F. By this time she was right against me and I could feel her perky breasts up against my shoulder. My time in the titty restaurant and strip club prepared me well for this! Somebody round here once said if you feel breasts, you're in.

Suddenly her friend came and found her! HBPerkyTits didn't just blow me off...she asked my name and introduced me to her! OK so now I was confident and talking to both of them about the sleazes in the RnB room. But the friend was asking me questions and taking all of my attention and I couldn't handle the both of them at once. My bloody wingman was 2 metres away on a bar stool but he was MIA. :mad: Before I could think twice I noticed that HBPerkyTits had moved on the other side of her friend and was leaning against the railing. This ended our interaction, and I still don't know what the f*ck I did wrong.

I mean I've done 48 approaches in the last 4 weeks and I could always tell what I did right or wrong. But this time I was absolutely clueless. Maybe she thought I was more interested in her friend....or maybe she's just a c*cktease. Incidents like these are why I dislike clubs.

Walkup Approach 2
I convinced the Indian guy to do a walkup with me and he was meant to open them, but he just froze. So that made us look dumb. When I tried to get them to talk they gave us a weird, "Why'd you interrupt?" vibe and said they had to go to the other room.

Walkup Approach 3
In the techno room a girl was sitting on the floor near her friend but they weren't talking. I plopped down on the floor next to her and the exchange went like this:

Me: "Hey, all tired out?"
Her: *looks over and nods*
Me: "You know people spill beer on the floor, you might get a sticky arse"
Her: *slight smile and nod*
Me: "Seems you're not in a chatty mood tonight?"
Her: *nods and looks away*
Me: "Well, I'll leave you to it then" (and leave)

I should have said:

Me: "How about a ******* for 5 bucks?"
Her: *nods blankly*
Me: *ZIIIIPPPP*

And that was it...the night ended in frustration, because I made so many direct and indirect approaches with my head held high with confidence. There were a LOT of sleazes around so it seems I was just blown out of the water.

At the Maccas outside a bunch of AMOG AFCs tried to manhandle some girls and started calling them "f*cking wh0re", "stupid mole" and "ugly blonde slvt" as they walked away. It's guys like these that ruin women for the rest of us and give male clubgoers a bad image. Disrespectful f*ckers.

On the way home we were doing 140kph on the freeway - two separate birds 5 minutes apart successfully aimed their crap on the windscreen. It was that kind of night.
 

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hey duke,
I have some thoughts that I would like to share with you.

Club game is totally different to normal daytime game (where you had made your 48 approaches)

In my opinion, club game is the fvcking HARDEST! The chicks in clubs have very very very short attention spans. Your game has to be ON ON ON continuously. One small stuff up and you're fvcked.

You have to be a super entertainer. You have to be able to penetrate those HUGE bytch sheilds. The game is differrent in clubs... you are in the major league.

I did a LOT of training myself in the club environment.

It made my game tight, and made me a stronger man for it.
I used to go every week for 10months.

Sometimes you have great weeks, sometimes you have sh!t weeks at the clubs....there is generally no middle ground!

From clubbing and dance floor approaches you learn a lot... you have to calibrate the approach, the body language, facial expression and vibe perfectly.

Being highly charged and completly electrifying is what I found to be most successful for me in clubs.
I had to be in this "super" state.
I got to this state by having a couple of drinks and completely getting into and enjoying the music.

Although I must say its a differrent kind of market in clubs.
The chicks are there to gain validation/have a quick grind with you if you are lucky.
It is very rare they'll give you a # so you can meet them on a coffee date or something

So:
1) go to clubs for short term pleasure: don't expect anything long term here
2) go to clubs again to make you fearless of approaching women --> make you value the opportunities you have to approach women when bytch shields are very very low
3)go to clubs to unleash your outgoing/cool/fun self which will help you over all in the PU game
 

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Week 5, Day 1

I figured that after my clubbing experience I more than made up my rejection quota for Week 4. Getting a number rejection doesn't bother me as much as getting a cold reaction anyway so getting lots of these has really helped me.

Today (Sunday) was phonecall day...I had 4 active numbers from the week's activities. Stupidly I was in a crappy mood after the last two nights out so I was looking forward to being boosted up again.

5 minutes later I wanted to cry :eek: :D Three numbers rang out and one was fake (beep beep beep noise, surprisingly from the highest IL HB6.5 I met during the train incident). Hmmm what were the odds?

HBHeavyMetal
Luckily for me 10 minutes later, I get a text message from her asking who the missed call was from. I call back, and even though she doesn't recognise my voice, she sounds happy to hear from me when I jolt her memory. Problem was she was tired after returning from the motorbike grandprix. She also says, "I feel soooo guilty, I've done a really bad thing. I feel so bad, I can't say." I changed the subject but this didn't sound promising.

I suggest hanging out tomorrow night but she says she's working until 9pm. I say that's OK after work is fine but she doesn't want to set a date then. She tells me this week is busy because it's her birthday. I go for a Wednesday night meetup but then she says she's going on a drive to Queensland (far away) for 2 weeks for her Grandpa's birthday on Thursday morning :rolleyes:

Sounds like a flake but her tone is positive and she seems genuine about letting me know when she returns. I end the call gracefully but later I remember that she has Uni exams just around the corner. My friend goes to the same Uni and his finish on the 3rd of November. That means if she goes interstate for 2 weeks she'll miss most of the exam period.

I started to get pissed at the obviousness and heartlessness of the flake, seeing that I wasted so much time with her on Wednesday night. And as you know I was already in an average mood. With the image of her being f*cked in the arse by some random biker ("I've done a very bad thing") and me missing out I sent this text message:

Me: "wait a sec...Queensland during Monash Uni exams? cute story :)"

10 minutes later came her reply:

HBHeavyMetal: "Wow...that was sarcastic. My exams don't start til November, yeah I should b studying, but my grandfather is sick and his birthday could b the last time I see him, as that was none of ur concern I didn't tell u. I don't lie or make excuses-but thanks for assuming that was wat i was doing"

Whoopsie-daisy! Ahhh f*ck I felt really low after that. The AFC that still lives deep inside me reached up for one last strike and f*cked everything up. I responded saying sorry about her grandfather and that I'm a sarcastic guy and she doesn't know me well enough to understand my sense of humour. Then I wished her an awesome bday. She didn't reply and I don't expect her to. HUGE lesson learnt here.

Travel Agent HB7
I tried her number again a few hours later and got through! This call was very positive and she even remembered a few things about me. It was nearly a whole week later and I nearly forgot all about her! Problem is it's the last week of Uni and a lot of "stuff is coming up". Lectures are important during this week. She sounds keen but can't set a date straight away. She said she'll text me during the week when she has free time. After f*cking up HBHeavyMetal I believed her, but still haven't got a reply after 2 days. Still time though.

****tail Party HBFilipinoHungarian
Called again and got her answering machine (well at least it was real...I had doubts because it had a 123 in it!). So I sent this text:

"Hey HB! duke007 from accenture party. Hope you didn't get too drunk after I left! what have you been up to?"

I got this the next day:
"Hey, I left pretty early actually! It was a pretty gud nite tho dont u think?"

Haha whats with the spelling, she's 24 for God's sake. I'll call her tomorrow.

I really really need to get out and find new numbers.
 

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very good advice chicksrock thanks for that
It's so different and much more difficult than outdoor everyday game that it's a wonder why so many guys persist with it.

I need to work on calibrating my image but it sounds so difficult to grasp. Still, I felt I was much more comfortable and natural with my club persona than any previous night out. It will only continue to improve. If only I could watch someone with true skills close up in action!

edit: you also said you get into a super state where you completely get into and enjoy the music. Well with me that is almost impossible. I don't like pop, rnb or techno....to me it is all sh1t. I can enjoy it to a degree and have fun dancing, but I don't truly feel the music.

I love punk and melodic hardcore. When I hear a song I really like I get goosebumps, feel like jumping around and basically become "electrified" This must be the state you speak of....but there's no way I can induce this while RnB is playing...it would just be fake.
 

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hahaha your posts are extremely entertaining..

you really do inspire me duke...

GO GET THEM NUMBERS then !!!:)
 

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Week 5, Day 3

The day started very early. I drove to the country to do some more manual work for my friend. It took 10 minutes to roll a huge plastic water tank down a hill and set it in place. Minimum charge for a tradesman is 3 hours, so my friend and I returned to the city pocketing $54 each. Not bad!

It was still early so I went to a shopping centre to get some food. However, the place was dead and I didn't see any HBs.

Another friend phones to remind me of the pool competition at Uni later in the day and we arrange to meet up. I arrived on campus a bit earlier to look for some cold approaches.

On the way there, I was waiting to cross the road and a homeless bum was trying to sell a Big Issue magazine to an HB and myself. (It's some community welfare venture where the government gives them a small payment for selling the mag). He was hilarious! In a very slow, deep, gravelly but loud voice he was saying, "IT IS MY AIM IN LIFE TO SELL THE BIG ISSUE! YOU MAY THINK IT'S EASY, BUT THAT IS NOT THE CASE" Think Rupert from Survivor but funnier. I was trying really hard not to laugh because the guy was homeless.

When we started crossing, I said to the HB, "Haha, what a character!" She laughed and agreed so I followed up with, "I wish I could record that voice" But she didn't answer and was veering off to the right.

Campus was unusually empty for a Tuesday. It is also election week so campaigners are standing around scaring away all the HBs.

I sat down nearby a brunette with her head down so I couldn't see her face. She was the first girl I saw sitting alone. Before I have time to make an approach a large girl in a "Left Focus" T-shirt comes up and says, "Are you mean?" I laughed and said, "depends on my mood" When she tried to preach to me I just said I was no longer a student here and she went away. She didn't talk to the brunette.

So I turned around and said, "Hey, you got off easy!" She smiled and said she can't vote anyway because she works here. Ahh crap all the HB students seem to have disappeared into their shells to prepare for exams. We talked for a while and she was friendly but was wearing dark sunglasses so I couldn't see her eyes. I tried to find out her age after she said she didn't have a car but she skirted around the question like a DJ would. Eventually she removed her glasses which was a good sign, but when I went for the digits she ummmed and ahhhed for ages before suggesting we exchange emails.

She seemed a bit old for me with moderate IL so I won't use the email address. I'm marking that down as a rejection.

Two more campaigning girls approached me later because I was alone. They both started off by saying everyone's been really mean and they keep getting rejected. I could empathise here so I gave encouragement and advice on how to approach strangers without fear. (But they had the wrong attitude....imagine if I approached an HB by saying, "Can I talk to you or will you reject me? Everyone rejects me, it's not fair").

The UG4 campaigner was friendly and she ended up just asking about my interests and telling me about hers. I think she forgot why she initially approached! She says, "I'm the events coordinator, so I'll give you my email address if you want to get involved." Didn't have a pen though, which indicates she never planned on giving out her details. Haha, ego boosting for me but I won't mail her.

My mate arrived and we went to the bar for the pool competition. The HB behind the bar said nobody else had arrived for the comp so it wouldn't go ahead :mad: Geez my Uni sucks, enrolments are huge but no-one else wants to play pool! I half-jokingly suggested that us two just play off for the prize but she was just a b1tch.

The staff at this bar are notorious for being incompetent f*ckwits. Last year, a group of employees committed fraud and gradually stole up to $10000. The barchicks aren't nice and they're too lazy to remove used glasses from tables. Once we were kicked out 3 hours early because, "the manager is away sick so we're closing up early" Yeah so you can earn wages for the missing three hours you stupid hoe! No women go there either.

We just played some pool anyway and I start to feel very relaxed after a hectic few days. On the way home we were joking around a lot and laughing and I noticed I was getting looks from HBs. This always happens when I already have company...I can't just ditch them to go chat up a girl.

Some of you say it's better to look cool and show a bad-boy, unsmiling attitude in public. I conclude that female signals markedly increase when you go around with a huge smile on your face.

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Later that night I tried to call HBHungarianFilipino (Jacqui...hot name!) from the ****tail party. I got her answering machine again so I hung up. 10 minutes later she actually called me back and said, "Is this duke007?" High IL? We got talking about the party and we both agreed that too many annoying people there were treating it like an interview and not a social event. The fact that she called me back indicates she didn't think that about me.

I suggested meeting up for coffee the following night but she said she's not going out any more until exams are finished. "I told all my friends not to call me!" Unfortunately I admit that I won't find too many HBs willing to go out at this time of the year unless they have super-high IL. A few male friends have locked themselves up too. Exams can be used as a flake excuse as well so you never know if she's for real or not.

Jacqui says we'll "go out for lunch and stuff" when we start work but i answer that we won't be working in the same department (she forgot and thought we were :(). I ended the call by saying, "Well if you need a study break, you know who to call" I might have been LJBF because we met at a work function, and I purposely didn't put on a sleazy club persona. I needed to attract her by being the sociable, confident, funny guy. I just think she's one of those girls who needs a pick-up attempt shoved down her throat to get the message across (seemed incredibly immature sounding on the phone for a 24 year old).

Any advice on how to handle this one from here? She's an HB8.5 and I'm about due for some success.
 

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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.
 

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Re: Week 5, Day 4 - Another f*cked up episode in the life of duke007

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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.
Weird day but dude, if you have to choose whether an experince was good or bad--because you don't know...Always assume the 'positive'...don't think that it was a negative until it has been proven to you definitively.

Also, I'd say you're doing the right thing by continuing your approaches etc and obviously it's becoming more and more natural.

Keep up the good work!
 

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david90, here's my old hotornot pic from last year. Since then I've ditched the horrible goatee, bulked up a lot in the upper body and look slightly older (but still babyface). I've been meaning to borrow someone's digital camera to get some current pics.

http://www.hotornot.com/r/?eid=GRGEGUN&key=QKJ

On wouldyouhitthis.com the same picture scores 64%. 96 girls would bang me and 54 wouldn't. 2 out of 3 is fair enough. But to make my weird day worse, I checked my profile yesterday and saw that this weird looking guy with glasses voted yes to me. :)
 

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Don't get down about it man, these days happen to all of us. The best you can do is to not stress over it, look at what you did wrong throughout the day and try to improve. Who knows, maybe you were supposed to fail that day so you could realize your mistakes and score off of them with some chick later on down the road.

The good thing that you're doing and should keep doing, is still trying with these approaches. Never give up, even when things seem hopeless. I know you can do it, just look at how far you've come! Good luck. :D
 

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Hey duke007 keep up the approaches! Success is inevitable and you know it! Each rejection brings you closer to success! :D

As with many others, I really enjoy reading your posts - it amazes me how clearly you remember each detail of your day to share with us here! :cool:
 

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I've been missing for a few days...I'm ashamed to say the fire in my belly was nearly extinguished as I struggled to keep up with boot camp. I couldn't shake the negativity in my mind after the wrong-number incident with the 26yo who picked me up. I was barely getting eye contact during the day and a night out clubbing (with the mate who was there when I met HBHeavyMetal) pretty much ended in disaster.

It turns out that my mate hit it off with his girl from the night out. According to him she's LTR material, so I will most likely end up seeing HBHeavyMetal again. She told her friend the story of the text message incident, who then told my mate, who told it back to me! Very accurately as well :D. He said the unfortunate thing for me is she actually DID like me until I screwed everything up. :( I suppose the one positive from this is the girls now think I¡¦m a confident jerk. If I play it cool and joke about the incident when I see them next, HBHeavyMetal may still want to get into my pants! But still I felt discouraged going to bed that night.

The negative feelings culminated when a short, strange Asian man tried to come on to me at the bus depot after nightfall. This sounds really bad...but I was never threatened in any way and remained confident....even though he said I was very good-looking and shook my hand a bit too long. :( ahh f*ck how embarrassing.

So I stopped approaching and just caught up with some reading. Maybe some R+R after all this time in intensive mode was what I needed. The book is set in Ancient Greece when the last of the super-female Amazon race was wiped from the Earth. A VERY exhilirating and engaging read...it shows what happens when a pack of women gets angry. I found my DJ spirit returning just by reading this, especially when the underdog Athenians defended their citadel from the hordes of invading warrior women. It is called "Last of the Amazons" by Steven Pressfield, and highly recommended.

Here are some motivating quotes. They worked on me...they might affect you in the same way.

"Why do you shrink behind gates of oak, men of Athens? Do you imagine you will be granted quarter by the foe? Or brothers are dying while we cower like dogs!" The shoemaker raised his spear and strode for the gate. Incredibly, the men followed.
Shoemakers, smiths and musicians were not natural fighters, just like I'm not a natural DJ. But this man had the courage when no other did. I was shrinking behind invisible walls, imagining I would be approached by women. I need to advance and fight (approach)!

By the gods, these clodkickers (soldier-farmers) had learned to fight! The alternations of terror and elation, which had unmanned them in the early stages of the siege, had now become familiar. They had learned not to be downcast by the one or carried away by the other. They no longer fell apart at the apparition of cowardice among their comrades or themselves, but had come to understand that the same man may play the craven in the morning and the hero in the afternoon. Give them this: they were tough.
Terror and elation. After successful number closes I'd be over the moon...which would mean failure at setting up a date would be a kick in the guts. This reminds me I need to settle my emotions so I don't beat myself around and expend energy.

A mate whose name I never learned hauled me to the lee of a tomb, binding my foot with the jerkin torn from his own back. "Passa plemmyris peritrepetai," my savior cited the proverb: "Every tide turns"
Against all odds, the Athenians began to dig in and inflict heavy casualties on the Amazons by using ingenious tactics and exuding confidence. I may be at a low tide at the moment, but as happened on the battlefield, the tide can turn in an instant.

Also rereading all of your helpful, much appreciated comments has made me feel better. I've been a great big p*ssy. It's time to stand up and be a man!
 

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Against all odds, the Athenians began to dig in and inflict heavy casualties on the Amazons by using ingenious tactics and exuding confidence. I may be at a low tide at the moment, but as happened on the battlefield, the tide can turn in an instant.

Also rereading all of your helpful, much appreciated comments has made me feel better. I've been a great big p*ssy. It's time to stand up and be a man!
Go for it Tiger!!!
Everything happens in waves, a constant rising and falling.
 
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