duke007
Master Don Juan
Day 1 after Re-awakening
The weather was shocking when I woke up this morning. Torrential downpour and chilling winds in the middle of Spring. While waiting for the bus I got drenched even though I carried an umbrella. Damn sideways rain.
Fast forward a couple of hours I was waiting for a tram, when an HB7.5 with an interesting face stood beside me bracing herself from the cold. I looked over and just said, "Cold enough for ya?" We talked about Melbourne weather for 20 seconds until the tram came. She stood near me when we boarded which is always a good sign....it's easy for a girl to end a cold approach when shifting locations. I was asking questions about her hobbies and interests, and even though she was a bit quiet she was still smiling at me. When we left the tram I went for the number close but she said, "No, and I have a boyfriend anyway". I screwed up by not gaining enough rapport, but this is hard to do in such little time.
The gym was empty of HBs today...probably due to the freezing cold. When I got down to the train station to return home the announcer said the trains on my line were cancelled due to the weather.
Remember this happened to me a couple of weeks ago? There were hot chicks everywhere and I wished for another train "incident". Well my wish came true! The arrangement was to catch another train to a small station for a special bus service. As I was leaving the train at this station I caught some eye contact with a pretty HB8 who was in the same predicament. We were walking side-by-side among the hordes of unhappy commuters but she had bloody headphones in her ears!
I've been observing this lately - 2 out of 3 girls by themselves either have their heads stuck in their phones or wear earphones. One bimbo got run over by a tram because she couldn't hear it approaching. This sparked widespread public warnings about listening to music on the streets but they seem to have fallen on deaf ears. It's pathetic.
I thought, "screw this, the worst that can happen is she doesn't hear me" So I used the obvious situational opener. She heard and started happily talking back to me! It seems there was no music playing and she had them on for show.
The approach was going exceptionally well....it was one of the few times I made an approach after a GO signal (the EC). You can really tell the difference compared to a completely blind approach.
There were so many people that we got caught up in the tunnel, which gave us some time to chat. I mentioned that it felt like a nightclub queue, which wasn't even funny but she was laughing aloud anyway. I saw a gap on the right of the tunnel so I riskily suggested we head out to the front. The positive aspect was that it showed leadership and initiative, but the negative is there is no guarantee she'd follow. Thankfully she followed me as we snaked through the crowds, but then half way up my luck turned sour. She met two friends who were waiting while I kept walking up the tunnel. After realising, I didn't know whether to retrace my steps or keep on walking, but one thing is for sure I hadn't gained enough rapport to have her introduce me. Arrghh not again! What are the odds?
I kept walking and saw my mate's sister at the top of the tunnel. She had a few friends with her...I talked with them for a bit but they forced ahead to the first bus and the driver stopped accepting new passengers when I got near. A second bus, a luxury coach, approached so everyone shifted along to board that. An HB6.5 was next to me so I looked at her and said, "Yehh we got the nicer, luxury bus!" She didn't reply...kinda rude when we're standing almost hip-to-hip. A lady turned around and smiled at me though. I missed out on this bus too!
In the third bus a HB7.5 perky young blonde with two female friends (HB5, HB6) and a guy friend sat next to me on the back seat. She told her friend that she'll give up her seat after halfway. So I said, "Aww how generous! You're such a nice friend" HB7.5 was the only one who reacted well...she laughed ditzily but didn't say anything back. The guy leaned forward and looked at me really weirdly but that's just because he's a jealous AFC.
He was saying the most ridiculously boring and unfunny stuff during the trip. At times during my bootcamp I've felt that my conversations have been flat and non-stimulating, but he made me realise that most guys are just braindead morons. If he's my competition I don't need to beat myself up over my conversational skills.
Tip: It's easy to start thinking you have average skills after reading so many perfect field reports and bible articles. Just start comparing yourself to the rest of the male population. So what if you're not Pook or Senor Fingers...you're still damn good!
The driver announced that the trains were running again so he let us out at a station and everyone poured onto the platform. I saw an HB7 (we'll call her HBJuiceGirl) slouching on a bench looking a bit pissed off so I sat down next to her and said, "How are you going today?" It was good timing. She opened up straight away saying in an almost comical way, "Ohhh not good, I've had enough with today blah blah" I smiled and said, "Yeah, I could tell by your body language!" We got in the train and I had plenty of time to gain some rapport. I told her I was experienced at train and car breakdowns and she added, "That must be why you're so laid-back and relaxed right now, I could learn something from you!"
My C+F and general humour was working well, not too cheesy or forced as it sometimes used to be with me. Nor did I go overboard with it. I found out she works in a juice bar at my local shopping centre where I have been a few times. But when I went for a number close she said straight out, "No, but I'll see you around!" The last bit was said really cheerily...and compared to when I first spoke to her it was obvious I'd altered her mood for the better. So I'm a bit confused....I can't see where I f*cked up. And does she want me to turn up at her juicebar or is she just saying that?
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Later that night I went to a punk show with a group of friends I rarely see (only at these shows). They'd make absolutely hopeless wingmen...they're all 22 but act like 17 year olds. One actually said tonight, "They shouldn't let girls into punk shows." It's honestly surprising that 2 have nice-looking girlfriends when all they talk about is getting drunk. What 22 year old still plays "Goon of Fortune"? (attach cheap cask wine to a clothesline and spin).
They were talking about what they were going to do on their boozing trip on the weekend. I wasn't invited...and nor did I expect to be...I barely see them. I was feeling left out of this conversation so I just casually asked how many people were going and where they were staying. The d1ckhead of the group, who has had some superiority complex over me ever since high school said something that kinda pissed me off:
"Everyone in this circle is going except YOU (pointing). Also *name*, *name* and *name* but not you."
It was easy to tell he wasn't saying this in a malicious way, but he's really blunt and thinks he's funny. That sucked, I wasn't trying to invite myself by asking that question. I just wanted to expand the conversation, but he tried to make me feel 1 foot tall. But as if I want to drive down to the middle of nowhere and drunkenly slurp beer day and night with no single women in sight.
Lagwagon rocked and I had a lot of fun without approaching. It's almost impossible to approach in that kind of environment though. I've noticed that punk boyfriends are way more insecure at shows than boyfriends at nightclubs. (Holding on to them, staring out at other guys, that kind of thing)
The weather was shocking when I woke up this morning. Torrential downpour and chilling winds in the middle of Spring. While waiting for the bus I got drenched even though I carried an umbrella. Damn sideways rain.
Fast forward a couple of hours I was waiting for a tram, when an HB7.5 with an interesting face stood beside me bracing herself from the cold. I looked over and just said, "Cold enough for ya?" We talked about Melbourne weather for 20 seconds until the tram came. She stood near me when we boarded which is always a good sign....it's easy for a girl to end a cold approach when shifting locations. I was asking questions about her hobbies and interests, and even though she was a bit quiet she was still smiling at me. When we left the tram I went for the number close but she said, "No, and I have a boyfriend anyway". I screwed up by not gaining enough rapport, but this is hard to do in such little time.
The gym was empty of HBs today...probably due to the freezing cold. When I got down to the train station to return home the announcer said the trains on my line were cancelled due to the weather.
Remember this happened to me a couple of weeks ago? There were hot chicks everywhere and I wished for another train "incident". Well my wish came true! The arrangement was to catch another train to a small station for a special bus service. As I was leaving the train at this station I caught some eye contact with a pretty HB8 who was in the same predicament. We were walking side-by-side among the hordes of unhappy commuters but she had bloody headphones in her ears!
I've been observing this lately - 2 out of 3 girls by themselves either have their heads stuck in their phones or wear earphones. One bimbo got run over by a tram because she couldn't hear it approaching. This sparked widespread public warnings about listening to music on the streets but they seem to have fallen on deaf ears. It's pathetic.
I thought, "screw this, the worst that can happen is she doesn't hear me" So I used the obvious situational opener. She heard and started happily talking back to me! It seems there was no music playing and she had them on for show.
The approach was going exceptionally well....it was one of the few times I made an approach after a GO signal (the EC). You can really tell the difference compared to a completely blind approach.There were so many people that we got caught up in the tunnel, which gave us some time to chat. I mentioned that it felt like a nightclub queue, which wasn't even funny but she was laughing aloud anyway. I saw a gap on the right of the tunnel so I riskily suggested we head out to the front. The positive aspect was that it showed leadership and initiative, but the negative is there is no guarantee she'd follow. Thankfully she followed me as we snaked through the crowds, but then half way up my luck turned sour. She met two friends who were waiting while I kept walking up the tunnel. After realising, I didn't know whether to retrace my steps or keep on walking, but one thing is for sure I hadn't gained enough rapport to have her introduce me. Arrghh not again! What are the odds?
I kept walking and saw my mate's sister at the top of the tunnel. She had a few friends with her...I talked with them for a bit but they forced ahead to the first bus and the driver stopped accepting new passengers when I got near. A second bus, a luxury coach, approached so everyone shifted along to board that. An HB6.5 was next to me so I looked at her and said, "Yehh we got the nicer, luxury bus!" She didn't reply...kinda rude when we're standing almost hip-to-hip. A lady turned around and smiled at me though. I missed out on this bus too!
In the third bus a HB7.5 perky young blonde with two female friends (HB5, HB6) and a guy friend sat next to me on the back seat. She told her friend that she'll give up her seat after halfway. So I said, "Aww how generous! You're such a nice friend
" HB7.5 was the only one who reacted well...she laughed ditzily but didn't say anything back. The guy leaned forward and looked at me really weirdly but that's just because he's a jealous AFC. He was saying the most ridiculously boring and unfunny stuff during the trip. At times during my bootcamp I've felt that my conversations have been flat and non-stimulating, but he made me realise that most guys are just braindead morons. If he's my competition I don't need to beat myself up over my conversational skills.
Tip: It's easy to start thinking you have average skills after reading so many perfect field reports and bible articles. Just start comparing yourself to the rest of the male population. So what if you're not Pook or Senor Fingers...you're still damn good!
The driver announced that the trains were running again so he let us out at a station and everyone poured onto the platform. I saw an HB7 (we'll call her HBJuiceGirl) slouching on a bench looking a bit pissed off so I sat down next to her and said, "How are you going today?" It was good timing. She opened up straight away saying in an almost comical way, "Ohhh not good, I've had enough with today blah blah" I smiled and said, "Yeah, I could tell by your body language!" We got in the train and I had plenty of time to gain some rapport. I told her I was experienced at train and car breakdowns and she added, "That must be why you're so laid-back and relaxed right now, I could learn something from you!"
My C+F and general humour was working well, not too cheesy or forced as it sometimes used to be with me. Nor did I go overboard with it. I found out she works in a juice bar at my local shopping centre where I have been a few times. But when I went for a number close she said straight out, "No, but I'll see you around!" The last bit was said really cheerily...and compared to when I first spoke to her it was obvious I'd altered her mood for the better. So I'm a bit confused....I can't see where I f*cked up. And does she want me to turn up at her juicebar or is she just saying that?
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Later that night I went to a punk show with a group of friends I rarely see (only at these shows). They'd make absolutely hopeless wingmen...they're all 22 but act like 17 year olds. One actually said tonight, "They shouldn't let girls into punk shows." It's honestly surprising that 2 have nice-looking girlfriends when all they talk about is getting drunk. What 22 year old still plays "Goon of Fortune"? (attach cheap cask wine to a clothesline and spin).
They were talking about what they were going to do on their boozing trip on the weekend. I wasn't invited...and nor did I expect to be...I barely see them. I was feeling left out of this conversation so I just casually asked how many people were going and where they were staying. The d1ckhead of the group, who has had some superiority complex over me ever since high school said something that kinda pissed me off:
"Everyone in this circle is going except YOU (pointing). Also *name*, *name* and *name* but not you."
It was easy to tell he wasn't saying this in a malicious way, but he's really blunt and thinks he's funny. That sucked, I wasn't trying to invite myself by asking that question. I just wanted to expand the conversation, but he tried to make me feel 1 foot tall. But as if I want to drive down to the middle of nowhere and drunkenly slurp beer day and night with no single women in sight.
Lagwagon rocked and I had a lot of fun without approaching. It's almost impossible to approach in that kind of environment though. I've noticed that punk boyfriends are way more insecure at shows than boyfriends at nightclubs. (Holding on to them, staring out at other guys, that kind of thing)
