aftershock
Master Don Juan
Two nights out last week to report on.
First of all, I realised that I'd been TRYING TOO HARD when I've been out. This puts the ***** on a pedestal and means that you appear less confident - and confidence is essential in cold approaches and the club game!
So on my first night out last week, I just decided to not bother scouting around for pvssy, and just concentrate on having a laugh with the boys. It was the best night out I'd had for a while, and this put me in a good mood for the rest of the weekend.
Saturday night I had two options. Do I go to a work party til 12, with lots of people I don't really like with a few HBs? Or do I ring one of my mates and go down town? I opted for the latter, and two mates came along. Not the best wings in the world - ones in a LTR, others just been dumped out of his LTR. So again, I decided not to actively look for the pvssy.
Funnily enough - I think I must have made more eye contact then I ever have in my life. I just didn't give a fvck.
Now for the approaches.
First one - mates had gone to the loo. Three guys do not go for a piss together, and so I waited around with my drink (side note - I was on spirits most of the night - see another thread on the effects of that later). HB7 smiles at me. I'd estimate she was late 20s. Struck up smalltalk but nothing special and I didn't feel like I was getting anywhere.
Next was the dancefloor. I was messing around dancing with my mates in full view of mostly HBs. This was around 12. Optimum time to hit the dancefloor for getting HBs - earlier and its dead, too much later and the guys get drunk enough to dance and make their AFC approaches.
I could see two HBs who were dancing next to us make comments to each other obviously aimed at us by the pointing that I caught eye of, and by the body language they were favourable. Three second rule gets into action - I turn around.
Me: Hey (smiles)
HB8: Hi (smiles back)
Yes, thats it! I seemed lost for words here for some reason which isn't like me! What a pathetic approach! It would have been better to say "Fancy a shag?" than just stand there!
Skipping to later, I was at the bar in another club around one. One mates further down the bar, others visiting the loo again. I see HB7 next to me. I turn around, make eye contact. Went something like this:
Me: Hi
HB7: Hey, why are you dressed so well? (I wore a suit with my favourite shirt and tie. Almost like peacocking, but the other way around)
Me: I just like to emphasise the fact I'm good looking. (MAVEC here too)
HB7: (smiles) You look like you're going to be served quicker than me, will you get me a drink?
Me: I would do but if I bought a drink for every girl who found me attractive I'd be bancrupt. (More MAVEC)
HB7: Alright I'll give you the money. Get me a shot of vodka and yourself one.
I got served then. Bottle of Stella for me.
I just turned around, smiled and went for the kiss close. Only problem that I hadn't thought of was the fact she still had a fvcking mouthful of vodka! That took me by suprise!
Me: What the fvck are you doing!
HB7: (Smiles and laughs)
I then didn't fvck around and kiss closed her again, amongst other things that we won't go into here.
I then spotted my wings and decided to leave her be and gave her a fake phone number, hahaha. Club girls have to be HB9 before I'll number close them.
I think I was rather James Bond there actually! I decided to focus on MAVEC rather than my usual C & F simply because thats the way the conversation went, and I just damn well felt like being arrogant! Notice how I didn't ask any questions, she was driving the conversation. With C & F I could have put the ball back in my court but there was no need.
Spent a while talking to mate whos just been dumped. He went home, then I spent the rest of the night dancing and didn't do any more approaches. Again, had a laugh messing around on the dancefloor.
Overall a fairly successful night, not from a pulling point of view too much, but the fact that I had fun. I don't think I enjoyed myself as much as I did this weekend for a long time. Confidence is sky high at the moment.
(One final point that I'm going to make is that I don't number close club girls, unless they're VERY hot. I have no desire to see a random average (HB7-HB8) club girl again, since they're in plentiful supply every weekend! I'd welcome opinions on this)
First of all, I realised that I'd been TRYING TOO HARD when I've been out. This puts the ***** on a pedestal and means that you appear less confident - and confidence is essential in cold approaches and the club game!
So on my first night out last week, I just decided to not bother scouting around for pvssy, and just concentrate on having a laugh with the boys. It was the best night out I'd had for a while, and this put me in a good mood for the rest of the weekend.
Saturday night I had two options. Do I go to a work party til 12, with lots of people I don't really like with a few HBs? Or do I ring one of my mates and go down town? I opted for the latter, and two mates came along. Not the best wings in the world - ones in a LTR, others just been dumped out of his LTR. So again, I decided not to actively look for the pvssy.
Funnily enough - I think I must have made more eye contact then I ever have in my life. I just didn't give a fvck.
Now for the approaches.
First one - mates had gone to the loo. Three guys do not go for a piss together, and so I waited around with my drink (side note - I was on spirits most of the night - see another thread on the effects of that later). HB7 smiles at me. I'd estimate she was late 20s. Struck up smalltalk but nothing special and I didn't feel like I was getting anywhere.
Next was the dancefloor. I was messing around dancing with my mates in full view of mostly HBs. This was around 12. Optimum time to hit the dancefloor for getting HBs - earlier and its dead, too much later and the guys get drunk enough to dance and make their AFC approaches.
I could see two HBs who were dancing next to us make comments to each other obviously aimed at us by the pointing that I caught eye of, and by the body language they were favourable. Three second rule gets into action - I turn around.
Me: Hey (smiles)
HB8: Hi (smiles back)
Yes, thats it! I seemed lost for words here for some reason which isn't like me! What a pathetic approach! It would have been better to say "Fancy a shag?" than just stand there!
Skipping to later, I was at the bar in another club around one. One mates further down the bar, others visiting the loo again. I see HB7 next to me. I turn around, make eye contact. Went something like this:
Me: Hi
HB7: Hey, why are you dressed so well? (I wore a suit with my favourite shirt and tie. Almost like peacocking, but the other way around)
Me: I just like to emphasise the fact I'm good looking. (MAVEC here too)
HB7: (smiles) You look like you're going to be served quicker than me, will you get me a drink?
Me: I would do but if I bought a drink for every girl who found me attractive I'd be bancrupt. (More MAVEC)
HB7: Alright I'll give you the money. Get me a shot of vodka and yourself one.
I got served then. Bottle of Stella for me.
I just turned around, smiled and went for the kiss close. Only problem that I hadn't thought of was the fact she still had a fvcking mouthful of vodka! That took me by suprise!
Me: What the fvck are you doing!
HB7: (Smiles and laughs)
I then didn't fvck around and kiss closed her again, amongst other things that we won't go into here.
I then spotted my wings and decided to leave her be and gave her a fake phone number, hahaha. Club girls have to be HB9 before I'll number close them.
I think I was rather James Bond there actually! I decided to focus on MAVEC rather than my usual C & F simply because thats the way the conversation went, and I just damn well felt like being arrogant! Notice how I didn't ask any questions, she was driving the conversation. With C & F I could have put the ball back in my court but there was no need.
Spent a while talking to mate whos just been dumped. He went home, then I spent the rest of the night dancing and didn't do any more approaches. Again, had a laugh messing around on the dancefloor.
Overall a fairly successful night, not from a pulling point of view too much, but the fact that I had fun. I don't think I enjoyed myself as much as I did this weekend for a long time. Confidence is sky high at the moment.
(One final point that I'm going to make is that I don't number close club girls, unless they're VERY hot. I have no desire to see a random average (HB7-HB8) club girl again, since they're in plentiful supply every weekend! I'd welcome opinions on this)
