So Many Ways
Master Don Juan
Last night, I went out to the club with my boys.
We go up to the line and there are hot chicks all over the place. There was a little bit of a line. A couple of girls got in line behind us. They were kinda average looking, two black girls, one was american and one african, but I started talking to them anyway, busting jokes, making them laugh and ****. There were more girls behind them, so I just kept it going, one of my buddies joined the conversation, so we just kept it going, busting jokes and sh!t.
Eventually we finally get up in there and I order a round of hennesey shots for my people that rolled with me. We downed the shot then washed it down with a vodka tonic, then walked to the other side of the club past the dance floor.
My boys went to the restroom so I went to the bar adjacent to it and ordered another vodka tonic. My boys returned and then I spot this cutie standing with her back up against the wall. I open her with “are you hiding….” And then started joking with her a little bit. She said she was waiting for someone. I ejected to go back to where my boys were. In hindsight, I should have continued talking to her.
We’re back at the bar and I see three cute Mexican girls standing right next to me. One looks up at me, then down at my feet and up at me again, so I say what’s up to her and kicked the convo. My main wing joined in and kind of just took over. Again, like before, I wasn’t persistent enough and we ended up loosing them. My wing did take several pictures of them though.
After that I grabbed one of my other buddies, who’s a little bashful and I told him “we’re going to get some girls right now”. As we walk away from the bar towards the dance floor area, the African girl that I was talking to in line grabs me and asks me to dance. I tell her “okay, for one song” and It told my buddy I’ll be right back. I’m on the dance floor not giving a ****, just bull****tin and acting a fool. After 2 songs, I leave the dance floor on the other side, and I see her other friend standing there and we all chat for a minute. We all end up on the dance floor and the African girl ejects and I’m there with her friend, who I was also talking to in line earlier. We dance for a song and the African girl returns with my bashful friend with her. I high five my buddy and give him props and we dance for a little while and leave for the bar.
We go back to the bar and I hook homegirl up with a Cadillac and I get another vodka tonic for myself. We chop it up for a bit. She asked me “what do I do” and I told her “I’m a computer nerd” and we talk some more. I think I complimented her a couple of times and I eventually # closed her. I put her phone number in my cell phone and dial her phone number on the spot, and her cell phone lit up with my phone number. We left shortly afterwards as it was last call.
Here is a breakdown of what happened and what I got out of it.
It’s good to party with cool friends. It’s gets you in that “I’m having fun” vibe, which makes other people want to join in. I think women are drawn to that to a certain degree.
Talk to the women in line, you may run into them later. Talk to them, regardless of how they look. They may hook you up with friends, and when you bump into them inside, there are girls that you will already “know” to a certain extent. That’s a win win situation.
I need to stop ejecting too quick when I open girls. I have a bad habit of that and it’s a sticking point that I need to work on. If a chick gives me a buy signal, I have to keep pushing though until I get a close, or rejected, one way or the other.
I need to go out more often. The last time I hit the club was the week before new years, when I went to Vegas. That was 3 weeks ago. If I went out more, I don’t think I would miss as many opportunities.
Pick cool spots, where women are going to buy what you have to sell and you don’t have to worry about fools ****in’ with you.
I used to have a huge limiting belief about gaming women of my own race, black females, but that limiting belief is demolished. I can’t believe I ever thought that way. I blew tons of opportunities in the past because of it.
We go up to the line and there are hot chicks all over the place. There was a little bit of a line. A couple of girls got in line behind us. They were kinda average looking, two black girls, one was american and one african, but I started talking to them anyway, busting jokes, making them laugh and ****. There were more girls behind them, so I just kept it going, one of my buddies joined the conversation, so we just kept it going, busting jokes and sh!t.
Eventually we finally get up in there and I order a round of hennesey shots for my people that rolled with me. We downed the shot then washed it down with a vodka tonic, then walked to the other side of the club past the dance floor.
My boys went to the restroom so I went to the bar adjacent to it and ordered another vodka tonic. My boys returned and then I spot this cutie standing with her back up against the wall. I open her with “are you hiding….” And then started joking with her a little bit. She said she was waiting for someone. I ejected to go back to where my boys were. In hindsight, I should have continued talking to her.
We’re back at the bar and I see three cute Mexican girls standing right next to me. One looks up at me, then down at my feet and up at me again, so I say what’s up to her and kicked the convo. My main wing joined in and kind of just took over. Again, like before, I wasn’t persistent enough and we ended up loosing them. My wing did take several pictures of them though.
After that I grabbed one of my other buddies, who’s a little bashful and I told him “we’re going to get some girls right now”. As we walk away from the bar towards the dance floor area, the African girl that I was talking to in line grabs me and asks me to dance. I tell her “okay, for one song” and It told my buddy I’ll be right back. I’m on the dance floor not giving a ****, just bull****tin and acting a fool. After 2 songs, I leave the dance floor on the other side, and I see her other friend standing there and we all chat for a minute. We all end up on the dance floor and the African girl ejects and I’m there with her friend, who I was also talking to in line earlier. We dance for a song and the African girl returns with my bashful friend with her. I high five my buddy and give him props and we dance for a little while and leave for the bar.
We go back to the bar and I hook homegirl up with a Cadillac and I get another vodka tonic for myself. We chop it up for a bit. She asked me “what do I do” and I told her “I’m a computer nerd” and we talk some more. I think I complimented her a couple of times and I eventually # closed her. I put her phone number in my cell phone and dial her phone number on the spot, and her cell phone lit up with my phone number. We left shortly afterwards as it was last call.
Here is a breakdown of what happened and what I got out of it.
It’s good to party with cool friends. It’s gets you in that “I’m having fun” vibe, which makes other people want to join in. I think women are drawn to that to a certain degree.
Talk to the women in line, you may run into them later. Talk to them, regardless of how they look. They may hook you up with friends, and when you bump into them inside, there are girls that you will already “know” to a certain extent. That’s a win win situation.
I need to stop ejecting too quick when I open girls. I have a bad habit of that and it’s a sticking point that I need to work on. If a chick gives me a buy signal, I have to keep pushing though until I get a close, or rejected, one way or the other.
I need to go out more often. The last time I hit the club was the week before new years, when I went to Vegas. That was 3 weeks ago. If I went out more, I don’t think I would miss as many opportunities.
Pick cool spots, where women are going to buy what you have to sell and you don’t have to worry about fools ****in’ with you.
I used to have a huge limiting belief about gaming women of my own race, black females, but that limiting belief is demolished. I can’t believe I ever thought that way. I blew tons of opportunities in the past because of it.