What, you thought I wouldn't do it?
Oh man, what a day. It was rainy, cold, and I saw a few " close call" wannabe accidents. But guess who got the rejections anyway? This guy. First off, to get an idea of how determined I was to finish this up, I'll give you a list of all the stores I went into, in the order that I went to them:
Barnes and Noble
Bath and Home supplies store
Target
Linens N Things
Old Navy
Best Buy
PetsMart
Kinko's
K-Mart (
yea, I went there)
Giant
Hallmark
Blockbuster
Payless
I left my house at noon and got back around 3:30.But anyway, on to what you are all waiting for.
Rejection #8- Barnes and Noble
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I went in, and at first didn't see any girl worth talking too (much less below 30), until I passed by a aisle and saw her. Brunette hair, somewhat small titties but an ass that you just want to go up and squeeze/slap. It wasn't the firmest ass in the world, but she got points for having some junk in the trunk anyway. I pause for a second, then remember that pausing is for losers, so I approach. I twist out in the begining and ask her where the graphic novels are, like a douche. After skimming the titles I realize that even though I've been " out of the game" for a bit, I can't and won't have these oppurtunities handed to me a whole lot (I was thinking about the last time I tried to go out and get rejections during the middle of a weekday). So I find her (she had moved) and she asked me if I found them. I said yes (smile) and asked her how it felt to work in a Barnes and Noble. She talked about it, said it was relaxing and I tried to make a connection, saying that I worked at a waldenbooks in the mall across the street, but it wasn't as big as this place. Then I introduced myself, got her name (Amanda), kino handshake and all that. I asked her what job she had before BnN (she was jew) and she said she hadn't had one in awhile. It went like this:
Seraph: So, where did you work at before this job?
Amanda: Actualy I didn't work for awhile, I was overseas
Seraph: Cool, where exactly?
Amanda: France and Japan, (insert something I can't remember)
Seraph: Wow, that's great. What did you do over there?
Amanda:Oh, I was a missionary for a few years in France-
Seraph: (*thinks Uh oh
* )
Amanda: - and then they had me helping boyscouts over in Japan for awhile.
Seraph: That's really cool, a once in a lifetime chance
After this (she was shelving the whole time we were talking) she was almost done with her work, so I did the " I have to go, but let me call you sometime, whats your number" thing. She sort of half laughed, half snorted and said she doesn't give her number out at work. I said ok, have a nice day and left.
Number #2, Old Navy
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Ever since I started this bootcamp, the type of approach that I was always afraid of, was the "walk into a store, straight up to the cashier and chat them up" approach. Not only that, but I hated going into Old Navy because I felt like I had no reason or excuse to be in there. Which is why I made it a priority to go up into Old Navy today and chat up a cashier. Now, the first one I saw when I walked in was a fvkking tub or lard, and I got annoyed for a second, thinking there would be no chance at conquering this sh!t today, until I saw another cashier that while she wasn't a 7 or 8, was...acceptable for what I needed to do. So I went up to her, and pulled the " i need to buy a birthday present for my sister" routine. Granted, my sister's b-day was on monday and I hadn't had a chance to see her since then, but she doesn't ever wear sh!t from old navy. Oh well, bull**** time. I asked what was popular right now, what was " in" and she pointed out some belly jackets to me. Then, (she seemed kind of eager to please) she asked the fat tub of lard to take the customer behind me and walked around to help point out some more stuff for me. This is where I'm thinking " hmmm...someone likes their job...or wants the d!ck ". She was this indian chick, about a 5.5, 6 at a stretch. But what the hell. After a little bit of chatting about the clothes, me faking interest in some of them, I somehow got a handshake, and used a similar line on her as above. This time I said, " I otta go, whats your number ". A bit crude, but I duno, I was just trying sh!t out. She looked at me with a grin and said " why" and I smiled and said " so I can call you later, so we could go out sometime". Then (still smiling) she said "Okay" real fast, then a second time as I was pulling out my phone. Her name is Andrea btw. I got it, told her to have a nice day and left. As I was leaving, I heard hre squea and tell that fat girl that she had something to tell her. Glad I could make the girls day.
Rejection #9- K-mart
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I was driving, and saw K-mart. I don't remember any approaches being talked about in the journals involving K-mart, so I decided to hit that place up too. I went in, and saw this spanish chick at the watches stand, fiddling with something while this white lady looked at some watches. I passed her by, planning to come back when the white lady was gone. I come back like 2 mins later and this spanish guy is there, deciding on watches. I stand behind him, and a smile is exchanged between the spanish lady and myself. She's probably around mid to late twenties, with an ok rack. I look at my watch because I'm kind of hungry, and thiink " ok, I'll wait just a minute more ". Then I think " wait a second, why the hell am I waiting?" So I just strolled up next to the spanish guy and asked her out. No fluff convo, no kino, just cold-ass number grab. I don't think she understood me for a second, because she did a
expression at first, so I asked her again. She smiled and said no, and then gave me a funny look that basically said " How old are you? You're crazy ". I wished her a nice day and left, feeling good because I wouldn't have had the balls to do that with some stranger so close a month ago, much less a year ago.
Rejection #10 - Payless
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Man, by the time I walked in here, I was cold, my stomach was growling, and I was annoyed that it to so many god damn stores to find some chicks my age. I know the timeframe wasn't the best, but 12 stores and 2 rejections?
Hot damn. Anyway, this was another spanish chick and she was a cashier. Late twenties, ok rack but had a small mole on her face. Nothing too horrible, it's still fvckable. I did another cold-jonesbones approach, and got my last rejection. Another married one.
Cheesy ending to some, but I found out that the amount of rejections isn't what really makes you feel good. It's the fact that you can go up and do this stuff, when you couldn't before. Like, I was past the fear of being rejected after my third or fourth- what still bugged me out was putting myself out there like that, in public. I'll make another post in a second with tips for week 4 and a few questions.