A Detailed Field Rapport (Day + Night Game)

[crowolf]

The day began around noon—shortly after leaving my place, I had my first interaction. An enticing woman in her late 30s, wearing lipstick, handed me a flyer for a corrupt political party. I told her through a slight smirk, “You’re seriously mistaken,” and she looked down shyly and didn’t say a word. She probably knew.

The next conversation took place near The University. A woman was waiting for someone. I struck up a conversation with her. Soon she said “I have a guy.” And at first looked at me strangely, maybe because it took me a few sentences to explain why I was talking to her. Usually the gaze says it all, but this time I was still warming up.

Then I went into an Indian store to buy some incense sticks. I was joking around with the saleswoman there (she was kind of like a grandma). But we won’t count that as a set; it just helped me break the ice in some way.

Then I went to the mall and soon spotted my target. At first, she went into a women’s clothing store, but after a minute or two she came out and was glued to her phone. I approached her with a slightly lame pickup line I’d come up with earlier. Later I realized it was lame. "Hi, it was love at first sight—just tell me you don’t smoke."

She was a 9. She gave me a slightly puzzled look, but she still seemed to give me a chance. After exchanging a few sentences, she reached out enthusiastically her hand for a handshake. She had a relatively firm handshake, but mine held its own. We talked for about 5 minutes; I challenged her a few times, and made her qualify. We had things in common, and most of the small talk revolved around that, but at one point I made the mistake of delving into that platonic career topic and thus fell into her frame, instead of sticking to my own path, doing my thing, and having fun.

Plus, she was actually looking at her phone because she was ordering a suit online that wasn’t available at the store. She apologized a few times for not looking at me and instead looking at her phone. I told her that since she apologized twice, I’d forgive her. And I showed patience. NOW, right here, I can already imagine some of you saying, “Hey, dude, you should’ve given her a real scolding instead of hanging around there like a snot-nosed kid, giving her free attention and entertainment while she did her thing.”

And you'd be right. It’s just that I hadn’t really been in a situation like that before and was still relatively stiff, so I “reacted” with tolerance instead. Still, I didn’t invest too much, nor did I feel awkward. Which doesn’t fix things, but whatever.

After the girl placed her order online, she showed me the costume, probably expecting me to validate her choice like a spineless AFC. I said "I don't understand woman fashion" instead. Could have said something better, had I been more "in state". Then I made a few more challenging qualifications with which to get to know her. I tried to bounce her by telling her where I was going, but she immediately said she was heading the other way. I figured she just wasn’t interested, and I hadn’t played my hand well anyway, so we've said goodbye.

After about two hours it's night-time, and I head out again, this time to a bar with a friend. We chat for a while—longer than necessary—and after about an hour, we decide to make a move. There are three women at the table next to us. If we had to rate them to get a more complete picture—8, 8, 4.

My friend liked one of them, and I liked the other. And when we went in, it just so happened that he squeezed in between the two 8s, and I ended up talking to the 4. Stupid, but whatever. In the end, they were reserved and had boyfriends. They were out on a girls’ night. And I guess no one talked to them, probably because their body language was more closed off, like a group at a small table.

I was the first to leave the group because the 4 girl told me they had boyfriends, and the girl to my left was totally reserved - she didn’t say a word. Which is probably the right approach if she has a man. My guy was still talking to his target, but after a minute or two, he got up and left too.

After that, there was another brief lull, but on my way to the restroom, I spotted a group of 3 or 4 other cute girls. I told him that we should go over to them, and we did. But some tall guy had just struck up a conversation with them, so we sat down at the table next to them. This guy obviously was lucky about his genes, but he had no game and was boring. So their conversation with him soon died down.

And then at one point, there was this cute girl next to me who was trying to squeeze in among her friends, but at that moment they had their backs turned and the tall guy was keeping them occupied. It was a good moment to jump in, so I struck up a conversation with her. I don’t remember what I said, but it started a conversation.

It became clear from there that she was a total red flag girl. She told me herself a few times that she was this or that. I don’t remember anymore. Still, we were flirting, and she’d participate in this game every now and then. Actually, I’m pretty sure that way back in 2018–2019 I matched with her on Tinder, but back then I was too scared to ask a girl out, so we never actually went on a date.

 

[crowolf]

So here we are, getting reacquainted. She’s going wild with her explosive dancing right next to me, and I’m sitting there like a redwood tree because I’m a little tired and not really into dancing. Still, I did manage to spin her around once when I got her name and introduced myself. Progress!

So, a few times I struck up a conversation with her, then gave her some space, leaning back against the table while she danced nearby. Otherwise, when we talked, she’d get pretty close and would brush up against me a little, as if by accident. I teased her quite a bit and I don’t think I even showed any real interest until the very end.

Which wasn’t even because I’m some great strategist, but because she was really sassy, and she smoked, and I didn’t really have any particular reasons to like her, except that she was sort of my type physically. And maybe the fact that she was wild/passionate. There’s a certain charm to that.

My guy and I popped over to the dance floor, then I came back and sat down on my chair, resting my hands with my fingers interlaced on the table (yeah, a dumb thing to do at a club with music and dancing, but I felt like sitting down, I was getting bored, and that’s just how it came to me). Soon she tapped me on the shoulder and said, “why didn’t you guard my drinkk?”

I kind of dissed her, saying it was because she smokes, and she kind of snapped back at me too. Man, she was a total mess, but she was cute. So since she’s still sitting nearby and even initiated a conversation, I figured out this could be an IOI, and I should keep going. I engaged her once again but we ended up only exchanging a sentence or two, before she continued dancing. After a few minutes, I see her putting on her jacket. I tap her on the shoulder (she had her back to me), and ask if she’s leaving.

She tells me they’re moving to another spot. I tell her that despite everything, I find her interesting, and I’ll add her on Viber so we can hang out soon. I say this with 1000% confidence. But she replies with something along the lines of, “It doesn’t make sense,” “I don’t waste my time with nonsense.”

Earlier, she was talking/flirting with 3 or 4 other guys, but apparently that isn’t nonsense to her. I tell her, “Isn’t this here nonsense?” (referring to the fact that we’re in the club), and she tells me it’s just fun. I nod (though with a hint of hidden sympathy; I was about to tell her, in a fatherly way, “someday you might wake up”).

Regardless, I accept the “rejection.” Whatever, either way I’ve saved myself a lot of trouble. And honestly, I don’t know how I could have handled things better. Especially since I don’t dance, and if I want to talk to her, I have to interrupt her dancing. And I know that’s lame.

After she and her friend left, my guy and I stayed at the table. We’d had our fill and were about to leave, but I spotted a table with four pretty girls, and some of them were even giving me looks from across the room. I made eye contact with one of them at least three times. I told my guy: “Give me five minutes. I’m waiting for one of them to move out of their table so I can talk to her.”

But maybe around the third minute, I didn’t wait and a cool opener popped into my head that I could use on all of them. It was bold and funny. So I went over there and confidently said my magic words "hello. who ordered a stripper?". Since the four of them couldn’t hear me, about two of them did, and they told the others what I’d said. All of them burst out laughing, and they passed the vibe check, and "entered in my frame". They pointed out to one of the girls. Then they said she is a stripper.

That’s when the conversation started. I’m in, in a group of four 8–8.5s who are well-disposed toward me. At first, I’m a little dazed because I haven’t experienced anything like this in a while, since I mostly play 1-on-1 during the day. So I didn’t know exactly how to divide my attention; I can’t talk to everyone at once because it’s noisy, and maybe I didn’t know exactly what to say. And maybe I don’t need at all to be their dancing monkey performer.

So first I talked to the two on the left, then to the one on my right. This all happened within 1–2 minutes. Somewhere in the middle of that, I looked around for my friend and motioned for him to join in. He just went ahead and ordered tequila shots, probably even before he’d said hi to these girls. I don’t know if that was a good move, and they hesitated at first, but eventually, little by little, two or three of them had a shot, as did I and he.

I kept talking to the girl on my right. To be honest, they were all cool, but she somehow drew me in beyond just her looks. And it just kind of happened—I can’t explain why I decided to focus on her specifically.

We talked for about 10–15 minutes, and there was some flirting, some rapport… It was cool. I got her Instagram (she didn’t want exchanging Viber, but whatever). At first, I was mostly the one putting in the effort, but then she started asking question after question. She responded positively to touches (on the shoulder). Now I’m thinking that maybe I need to step up my kino game at nightclubs too. Although in a group around a table, you can’t really go overboard, after all.

I hadn't even considered bouncing or anything like that—it's been a long time since I've gone out at night. But to be honest, we were already tired and about to leave.

In the end, she seemed to drop a hint, since the conversation turned to where we lived. But it probably wouldn’t have been a good idea to pull her away from her friends after just a 15-minute conversation. We parted ways.

My friend went home, and I headed back to my place, but it just so happened that a local pickup legend invited me to another bar, so I went there.

I had a few encounters there, but they were pretty lame:

1 - We were waiting by the restrooms, and I asked a girl if I was imagining things or if it really smelled like chlorine and a swimming pool. She confirmed it. (I’m not even sure if we should count that one)
2 - Wing-ing, I was talking to a woman who was quite older than me and unattractive, but at least the conversation wasn’t completely boring
3 - A short set with good energy; this girl by the fence was apparently waiting for her boyfriend (or someone like that)
4 - A group of foreign girls on the dance floor; I liked one of them, tapped her on the shoulder, and said, "I choose you." She immediately shot me a dirty look and made some hand gestures.

^ Later on I realized that probably one of the things I don't like about night game is that the rejections are direct. In day game no girl does this so boldly. They may flake and all, but never shut me off from the start like this.

So I guess that was it. A pretty "productive" night. I’m still not a fan of nightlife, but I can see that it can be fun and open up opportunities.

 

[Plinco]

Not the way I would do things but I'd rather see posts like these instead of a lot of the spam stuff on here.

 

[crowolf]

Not the way I would do things but I'd rather see posts like these instead of a lot of the spam stuff on here.

What do you mean? I am always open to feedback and improvements.

 

[Plinco]

The day began around noon—shortly after leaving my place, I had my first interaction. An enticing woman in her late 30s, wearing lipstick, handed me a flyer for a corrupt political party. I told her through a slight smirk, “You’re seriously mistaken,” and she looked down shyly and didn’t say a word. She probably knew.

The next conversation took place near The University. A woman was waiting for someone. I struck up a conversation with her. Soon she said “I have a guy.” And at first looked at me strangely, maybe because it took me a few sentences to explain why I was talking to her. Usually the gaze says it all, but this time I was still warming up.

Then I went into an Indian store to buy some incense sticks. I was joking around with the saleswoman there (she was kind of like a grandma). But we won’t count that as a set; it just helped me break the ice in some way.

Then I went to the mall and soon spotted my target. At first, she went into a women’s clothing store, but after a minute or two she came out and was glued to her phone. I approached her with a slightly lame pickup line I’d come up with earlier. Later I realized it was lame. "Hi, it was love at first sight—just tell me you don’t smoke."

She was a 9. She gave me a slightly puzzled look, but she still seemed to give me a chance. After exchanging a few sentences, she reached out enthusiastically her hand for a handshake. She had a relatively firm handshake, but mine held its own. We talked for about 5 minutes; I challenged her a few times, and made her qualify. We had things in common, and most of the small talk revolved around that, but at one point I made the mistake of delving into that platonic career topic and thus fell into her frame, instead of sticking to my own path, doing my thing, and having fun.

Plus, she was actually looking at her phone because she was ordering a suit online that wasn’t available at the store. She apologized a few times for not looking at me and instead looking at her phone. I told her that since she apologized twice, I’d forgive her. And I showed patience. NOW, right here, I can already imagine some of you saying, “Hey, dude, you should’ve given her a real scolding instead of hanging around there like a snot-nosed kid, giving her free attention and entertainment while she did her thing.”

And you'd be right. It’s just that I hadn’t really been in a situation like that before and was still relatively stiff, so I “reacted” with tolerance instead. Still, I didn’t invest too much, nor did I feel awkward. Which doesn’t fix things, but whatever.

After the girl placed her order online, she showed me the costume, probably expecting me to validate her choice like a spineless AFC. I said "I don't understand woman fashion" instead. Could have said something better, had I been more "in state". Then I made a few more challenging qualifications with which to get to know her. I tried to bounce her by telling her where I was going, but she immediately said she was heading the other way. I figured she just wasn’t interested, and I hadn’t played my hand well anyway, so we've said goodbye.

How was this interaction constructive for the two of you? Entertainment? Why were you giving her attention when she wasn't giving equal attention to you? I would have politely cut the interaction when she was paying more attention to her phone.

After about two hours it's night-time, and I head out again, this time to a bar with a friend. We chat for a while—longer than necessary—and after about an hour, we decide to make a move. There are three women at the table next to us. If we had to rate them to get a more complete picture—8, 8, 4.

My friend liked one of them, and I liked the other. And when we went in, it just so happened that he squeezed in between the two 8s, and I ended up talking to the 4. Stupid, but whatever. In the end, they were reserved and had boyfriends. They were out on a girls’ night. And I guess no one talked to them, probably because their body language was more closed off, like a group at a small table.

Why did you not go for the other 8/10? Lack of selfishness?

She tells me they’re moving to another spot. I tell her that despite everything, I find her interesting, and I’ll add her on Viber so we can hang out soon. I say this with 1000% confidence. But she replies with something along the lines of, “It doesn’t make sense,” “I don’t waste my time with nonsense.”

Why would you continue to interact with her at that point? She's moving to get away from you. Just take it as entertainment and move on.

After she and her friend left, my guy and I stayed at the table. We’d had our fill and were about to leave, but I spotted a table with four pretty girls, and some of them were even giving me looks from across the room. I made eye contact with one of them at least three times. I told my guy: “Give me five minutes. I’m waiting for one of them to move out of their table so I can talk to her.”

But maybe around the third minute, I didn’t wait and a cool opener popped into my head that I could use on all of them. It was bold and funny. So I went over there and confidently said my magic words "hello. who ordered a stripper?". Since the four of them couldn’t hear me, about two of them did, and they told the others what I’d said. All of them burst out laughing, and they passed the vibe check, and "entered in my frame". They pointed out to one of the girls. Then they said she is a stripper.

That’s when the conversation started. I’m in, in a group of four 8–8.5s who are well-disposed toward me. At first, I’m a little dazed because I haven’t experienced anything like this in a while, since I mostly play 1-on-1 during the day. So I didn’t know exactly how to divide my attention; I can’t talk to everyone at once because it’s noisy, and maybe I didn’t know exactly what to say. And maybe I don’t need at all to be their dancing monkey performer.

So first I talked to the two on the left, then to the one on my right. This all happened within 1–2 minutes. Somewhere in the middle of that, I looked around for my friend and motioned for him to join in. He just went ahead and ordered tequila shots, probably even before he’d said hi to these girls. I don’t know if that was a good move, and they hesitated at first, but eventually, little by little, two or three of them had a shot, as did I and he.

I kept talking to the girl on my right. To be honest, they were all cool, but she somehow drew me in beyond just her looks. And it just kind of happened—I can’t explain why I decided to focus on her specifically.

We talked for about 10–15 minutes, and there was some flirting, some rapport… It was cool. I got her Instagram (she didn’t want exchanging Viber, but whatever). At first, I was mostly the one putting in the effort, but then she started asking question after question. She responded positively to touches (on the shoulder). Now I’m thinking that maybe I need to step up my kino game at nightclubs too. Although in a group around a table, you can’t really go overboard, after all.

I hadn't even considered bouncing or anything like that—it's been a long time since I've gone out at night. But to be honest, we were already tired and about to leave.

In the end, she seemed to drop a hint, since the conversation turned to where we lived. But it probably wouldn’t have been a good idea to pull her away from her friends after just a 15-minute conversation. We parted ways.

Good for you! That's further than I've gone in a while.