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Don Juan
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Not that I think there's anything different about approaching women in Germany, except that I carry a dictionary around with me wherever I go. Looking up a word in the dictionary when I'm halfway through a sentence (or their sentences) doesn't seem to hurt my chances with the women.
So I went down to Frankfurt am Main last week. If you ever go down to Frankfurt, be sure to stay at Five Elements - it's smack in the middle of the red light district, which in turn is right in front of the main train station (Hauptbahnhof). En route to the city, I sat next to a woman in her thirties - later I found out she was a psychiatrist of sorts.
1. So this German lady was reading this pages long essay that somebody had written. I inquired as to its nature, and she told me it was about how dying patients should be treated by the hospital staff. I cracked some mild joke about how I had never heard of any complaints about how the dead were treated during their last moments on Earth. In retrospect, that was probably the best I did with this woman.
I probably hit a sore spot when I said 'My, psychiatry gives you a lot of white hairs for your age'. Yeah. I was trying. The girl opposite us got up and left as the train stopped at the station, and I immediately got up and sat next to her, which was the seat directly opposite the woman I was sitting next to. In retrospect, that was a bad move.
I then decided to try out this 'exotic storytelling' gambit. I spun up a yarn about how the Deutsche Bahn, in the days right after the Berlin Wall came down, fell into financial difficulties and had to run a special midnight train (see Midnight Sleazy Train, the first season), from which they managed to pull themselves out of the red ink. That didn't go down too well, because she said 'fascinating' and not long after that, she packed up her bags and left. The train wasn't even near a stop yet.
I can't figure out if it was my story or the fact that I was disturbing her reading of the text.
2. I switched trains. I enjoy using routes with a lot of stops, because I get to go through a lot of towns and trains, and my belief is that countryside girls are usually much prettier. I have no evidence to back that. Anyway, I had bought two disposable cameras, and thought to take photos of every beautiful woman on the train. I took a picture of a woman and her child, a woman who has dyed streaks in her hair and was reading a book, a few Vietnamese girls, and that was about it. I went back to the girl who was reading books, and said that it was real disappointing how there weren't enough hotties on this train. She was flattered. At that point, I think I should have stayed and made conversation, but since she was sitting in a lone seat (the train seats came in pairs, mostly) so I felt that standing there and trying to make conversation would demonstrate neediness. So I went back to my seat and the rest of the journey was uneventful.
3. Changed trains again. I pulled the same gambit on a really cute girl. Here's how it goes:
4. This isn't really an approach - I was just making friends with a guy to further polish my social skills. I started out with a 'nice laptop (Macbook Pro)', and talked, and he told me about how switching from Engineering to Architecture was the best choice he had ever made (I'm in Engineering too, going to switch to Music) and so forth, till his girlfriend came along. I offered to leave, but they said "don't", so I took them up at their offer. Then they started to plan the next leg of their trip, and I was left out of their convo. At this point, I normally would have walked away, but I had my food there, so it would be just weird to take my plates and walk off to a different table. By the end of the convo, I felt like their 'cool guy' impression of me had dropped quite a bit. Should I have left when the girlfriend came over?
5. On the train back, I was looking for some cute girls to sit next to. After finding none, I changed my seat a few times, after finding a girl sitting next to the window in a seat close to the door. I sat in the seat opposite, and down one row from her, so as not to suffer the inconvenience of knocking our knees against each other. Right when she was about to close her eyes and take a nap, I hit on a great idea. I had a PSP - she had an MP3 player. I offered to let her listen to my music, and I took her MP3 player and cycled through the songs until I found one I liked. She apparently liked my song too (STAR from Evangelion VOX). Eventually she asked me for her email and I said 'sure, I'll even send you some songs too' but then I remembered a part in The Pickup Artist where the Indian guy said "sure, I'll tell you even more stories if you buy me some shots" and how Mystery said that was DLV, and so I stopped short of the 'too'. The words had already left my mouth, though. She bid farewell and got off at the next stop.
6. Back in Oldenburg, I hit upon a pretty good opener that I'd seen somewhere on these forums before. It's called 'On a first date, should one bring flowers?' (All the girls said yes) Speaking in German has the added effect of forcing me to speak slowly, something I really need to work on. I have the body language when I'm walking, just not when I'm sitting down, or talking. Right when I used this, I found something:
I have no clue where to take the conversation from there, so I just get a recommendation as to which flowers to get (Gerbera) and say bye. One of them even wished me good luck, which got me wondering if this really was a good opener at all.
Suddenly all those guys I'd laughed at on The Pickup Artist seemed a lot more heroic.
I went into a bar that had a live Reggae thing going.
7. Set of two, one real hot, one not quite. I sat down next to the former, and used the opener. She recommended Gerbera. I followed it up with some small talk about the band, bla bla bla, and by the time I knew it I was getting pretty disinterested in myself already. I even forgot to talk to her friend, because she was one seat down. So right before they got up and left, presumably to talk to the band before the live, I decided it wasn't going anywhere. My body language wasn't that great anyway - I was turning my hips slightly towards her, and leaning forward, instead of leaning sideways.
8. On my right was another set of two, an Asian, and a German who had her hair like an afro. I should have commented on that, but instead I just went 'oh, an Asian' and asked them where they were from. Again, the same thing came up - the baddest line I could muster was 'are you here for the music, or the men' (answer: both; my answer: nothing), and before I knew it I was trapped in the small talk again. I asked them why they weren't sitting down. They replied that it was all taken, and the two girls that were just sitting next to me had left their stuff there. I said 'any sane man would make way for two beautiful girls', after which I didn't know what to do, and at length, they threw their coats on top of the stuff that the girls who were sitting next to me had left, and sat next to me. I implemented the sideways lean, but I still couldn't think of anything that would lead me to the attraction phase.
At length, the live started. Everybody was just swinging their hips to the reggae. I said 'Isn't this a bit... tame' and she said 'yeah, it's slow'. At this moment, I was thinking about saying 'let's dance anyway' but I hesitated. That's when I found that they were actually getting up and going to dance. Whoops.
After the first song, I clapped silently, decided that reggae wasn't really my cup of tea and that I had botched enough sets to impede any further progress on other sets, and left.
Thank you for reading so far, and I sincerely hope that you will criticize each and every last approach of mine. Again, I can seduce women naturally, it's just that it doesn't work most of the time, and it only works on women I'm not attracted to (read: not intimidated).
So I went down to Frankfurt am Main last week. If you ever go down to Frankfurt, be sure to stay at Five Elements - it's smack in the middle of the red light district, which in turn is right in front of the main train station (Hauptbahnhof). En route to the city, I sat next to a woman in her thirties - later I found out she was a psychiatrist of sorts.
1. So this German lady was reading this pages long essay that somebody had written. I inquired as to its nature, and she told me it was about how dying patients should be treated by the hospital staff. I cracked some mild joke about how I had never heard of any complaints about how the dead were treated during their last moments on Earth. In retrospect, that was probably the best I did with this woman.
I probably hit a sore spot when I said 'My, psychiatry gives you a lot of white hairs for your age'. Yeah. I was trying. The girl opposite us got up and left as the train stopped at the station, and I immediately got up and sat next to her, which was the seat directly opposite the woman I was sitting next to. In retrospect, that was a bad move.
I then decided to try out this 'exotic storytelling' gambit. I spun up a yarn about how the Deutsche Bahn, in the days right after the Berlin Wall came down, fell into financial difficulties and had to run a special midnight train (see Midnight Sleazy Train, the first season), from which they managed to pull themselves out of the red ink. That didn't go down too well, because she said 'fascinating' and not long after that, she packed up her bags and left. The train wasn't even near a stop yet.
I can't figure out if it was my story or the fact that I was disturbing her reading of the text.
2. I switched trains. I enjoy using routes with a lot of stops, because I get to go through a lot of towns and trains, and my belief is that countryside girls are usually much prettier. I have no evidence to back that. Anyway, I had bought two disposable cameras, and thought to take photos of every beautiful woman on the train. I took a picture of a woman and her child, a woman who has dyed streaks in her hair and was reading a book, a few Vietnamese girls, and that was about it. I went back to the girl who was reading books, and said that it was real disappointing how there weren't enough hotties on this train. She was flattered. At that point, I think I should have stayed and made conversation, but since she was sitting in a lone seat (the train seats came in pairs, mostly) so I felt that standing there and trying to make conversation would demonstrate neediness. So I went back to my seat and the rest of the journey was uneventful.
3. Changed trains again. I pulled the same gambit on a really cute girl. Here's how it goes:
So I said OK, bye, and went back to my seat. I think I heard some s******ing from some losers who hadn't enough guts to approach her themselves. In any case, I was sitting there, pondering, when it occured to me that I could have potentially turned it around by saying 'I like your attitude, who are you?' Thinking back on it, it seems that I'm pandering to a *****, but back then, I thought it was a great way to demonstrate that I like some attitude in my girls. Uh, yeah. So I looked up the words in the dictionary, and when the train stopped, I shot the line at her. She sighed, apologized, and then said that she 'just doesn't like people taking pictures of her'. I then said 'Are you superstitious' in English, but she didn't understand English, so I left her at that.
4. This isn't really an approach - I was just making friends with a guy to further polish my social skills. I started out with a 'nice laptop (Macbook Pro)', and talked, and he told me about how switching from Engineering to Architecture was the best choice he had ever made (I'm in Engineering too, going to switch to Music) and so forth, till his girlfriend came along. I offered to leave, but they said "don't", so I took them up at their offer. Then they started to plan the next leg of their trip, and I was left out of their convo. At this point, I normally would have walked away, but I had my food there, so it would be just weird to take my plates and walk off to a different table. By the end of the convo, I felt like their 'cool guy' impression of me had dropped quite a bit. Should I have left when the girlfriend came over?
5. On the train back, I was looking for some cute girls to sit next to. After finding none, I changed my seat a few times, after finding a girl sitting next to the window in a seat close to the door. I sat in the seat opposite, and down one row from her, so as not to suffer the inconvenience of knocking our knees against each other. Right when she was about to close her eyes and take a nap, I hit on a great idea. I had a PSP - she had an MP3 player. I offered to let her listen to my music, and I took her MP3 player and cycled through the songs until I found one I liked. She apparently liked my song too (STAR from Evangelion VOX). Eventually she asked me for her email and I said 'sure, I'll even send you some songs too' but then I remembered a part in The Pickup Artist where the Indian guy said "sure, I'll tell you even more stories if you buy me some shots" and how Mystery said that was DLV, and so I stopped short of the 'too'. The words had already left my mouth, though. She bid farewell and got off at the next stop.
6. Back in Oldenburg, I hit upon a pretty good opener that I'd seen somewhere on these forums before. It's called 'On a first date, should one bring flowers?' (All the girls said yes) Speaking in German has the added effect of forcing me to speak slowly, something I really need to work on. I have the body language when I'm walking, just not when I'm sitting down, or talking. Right when I used this, I found something:
I have no clue where to take the conversation from there, so I just get a recommendation as to which flowers to get (Gerbera) and say bye. One of them even wished me good luck, which got me wondering if this really was a good opener at all.
Suddenly all those guys I'd laughed at on The Pickup Artist seemed a lot more heroic.
I went into a bar that had a live Reggae thing going.
7. Set of two, one real hot, one not quite. I sat down next to the former, and used the opener. She recommended Gerbera. I followed it up with some small talk about the band, bla bla bla, and by the time I knew it I was getting pretty disinterested in myself already. I even forgot to talk to her friend, because she was one seat down. So right before they got up and left, presumably to talk to the band before the live, I decided it wasn't going anywhere. My body language wasn't that great anyway - I was turning my hips slightly towards her, and leaning forward, instead of leaning sideways.
8. On my right was another set of two, an Asian, and a German who had her hair like an afro. I should have commented on that, but instead I just went 'oh, an Asian' and asked them where they were from. Again, the same thing came up - the baddest line I could muster was 'are you here for the music, or the men' (answer: both; my answer: nothing), and before I knew it I was trapped in the small talk again. I asked them why they weren't sitting down. They replied that it was all taken, and the two girls that were just sitting next to me had left their stuff there. I said 'any sane man would make way for two beautiful girls', after which I didn't know what to do, and at length, they threw their coats on top of the stuff that the girls who were sitting next to me had left, and sat next to me. I implemented the sideways lean, but I still couldn't think of anything that would lead me to the attraction phase.
At length, the live started. Everybody was just swinging their hips to the reggae. I said 'Isn't this a bit... tame' and she said 'yeah, it's slow'. At this moment, I was thinking about saying 'let's dance anyway' but I hesitated. That's when I found that they were actually getting up and going to dance. Whoops.
After the first song, I clapped silently, decided that reggae wasn't really my cup of tea and that I had botched enough sets to impede any further progress on other sets, and left.
Thank you for reading so far, and I sincerely hope that you will criticize each and every last approach of mine. Again, I can seduce women naturally, it's just that it doesn't work most of the time, and it only works on women I'm not attracted to (read: not intimidated).
