OK, I've posted my experience in a couple of threads. Whilst some of your have even tried to discredit my adventures (I don't care btw) I can still confess to being a complete newbie!
Today is day two of my boot camp.
Yesterday (thursday) I began to read the bible. I am not by nature a very timid person, but I felt the need to really get to grips with why I was doing this.
Here is my sob story:
Just over 3.5 years ago (well, perhaps 4 years ago) I met a girl who I labelled my stalker. She was quite persistant, and I did nothing to discourage her - she was a movie addict and my collection of DivX was quite substantial (let us not compare this to p e n i s size, please...).
She would come over pretty much every other day and watch movies. This didn't particularly bother me. To cut a long story short, after about two - four months, we began dating (I was sleeping around at the time with psycho girls off the net, and friends of friends). This was mainly to do with my own shortcommings and I couldn't come to terms with my confidence - university sorted that out quite well.
My relationship with my 'stalker' unfortunately fell into several traps, and recently, after 3.5 years, I ended it.
This was not a light decision - she does pretty much everything I ask, but I don't feel the relationship is two ways, or even challenging. (don't force comments on this - I did a hell of a lot for her too)
So it's come to an end. We've slept together since, but I know and she knows it is at an end.
Anyway, now you've got the long version let me progress onto my boot camp!
Thursday: Reading Bible.
Friday: Begining exercises 1&2.
Where to begin? I am a pub person by nature. I hate trendy music and felt that my obvious approach to the ladies would be felt as my misconception was that 'trendy' girls are easier.
This is, in fact, a complete lie! All women are basically the same. They enjoy attention, fun and talk. Remember this!
So, I entered an alternative club - excessively early - 9:05pm because it was free. Two friends of mine turned up much later on, but I had already begun the exercises. Before they arrived, I had already spoken to 3 people.
This continued into the night, until around midnight when a drunken girl who was trying to get my attention stabbed my lip with the hot end of a cigarette!
This didn't stop the evening fun (I was really enjoying it btw) and even danced with the girl who stabbed me with the cigarette - I didn't get much of a response from her except 'wee' when she decided to leave the dancefloor. Kinky? lol
I bought only one drink for a girl that evening - she did have a boyfriend but I confirmed with her that I had no intention of dating her (that was a complete lie - she's gorgeous (HB8), loved the music I was into and was very, very receptive. I later met the boyfriend, congratulated him and told him he'd better watch her more closely next week ;- )
All in all I spoke to around 6 blokes and 21 women. Not bad for an evening. But I decided to tip the iceburg. I did ask several women for their phone numbers - and was declined (can I count that as next weeks exercise?) but I then moved into the usually unatainable.
I approached the bar girl!
And scored :- ) I've got her number right here. She's a lovely girl, taller than most and pretty + intelligent. Who could ask for more? She's also off to Canada in October - but that's ok :- )
The conversation started as:
Are you enjoying breathing everyones smoke?
No, it's pretty throat drying around here. I wish they wouldn't do it at the bar.
<laughs> well, I suppose it's all part of the night out. Is this your full time job?
No, I only work here on the friday and saturday nights!
Really? What do you do the rest of the time?
I work in law - mainly admin stuff
Really? Does that fufil your life?
No, I'm off to Canada at the end of this year!
Nice! Canada is lovely - very polite over there. I've been all around America. I started up in Stowe (that's true dontcha know) and moved up vermont. Watch out for the maple syrip, that's lovely on pancakes. Are you looking forward to it?
Yeah
Would you mind if I took your number? You're really nice and I'd love to meet up with you over a coffee sometime, that is unless your boyfriend wouldn't mind.
A coffee?
Well, unless you fancy something stronger - I just thought working in a bar you'd be sick of alcohol!
Is this romantically or as friends? I'm happy as I am.
Either - you're really easy to talk to, I admire that.
Sure, here's my number...
---
Afterwards several people at the bar were gawping at me, and one guy shook me by the hand. They didn't even seem pissed off I monopolised her time for about ten minutes!
The moral of this story is:
- Boot camp works wonders - get off your ass, women don't fall down your chimney often
- Women are easy to talk to. Just chat! If they 'bite' just laugh, kiss them on the cheek and move on. Come back later, smile and chat some more, then leave them so they don't feel you're a freak. This meant later I was introduced to all their friends!
- Even bar girls need boyfriends. The end of the conversation isn't the most encouraging, but I wasn't looking to pull and neither should you at stage one.
- HAVE FUN :- )
~ tommorow the ex is coming over - possibly to stay the night. I won't look back on this, it was a fabulous night, and next week I'll be able to go back, meet up with all my new friends and start the pulling all over again. Remember, next week it's ten rejections! (I had well over my ten conversations and some were over ten minutes!)
I will keep you updated with the rest of my week one. Never skimp on your homework! It's great fun :- )
btw, my lip really hurts. If you get stabbed by a cigarette, stick an icecube on it straight away. This way, you won't get an unsightly boil and can continue your night without worrying about exploding on someone!
Today is day two of my boot camp.
Yesterday (thursday) I began to read the bible. I am not by nature a very timid person, but I felt the need to really get to grips with why I was doing this.
Here is my sob story:
Just over 3.5 years ago (well, perhaps 4 years ago) I met a girl who I labelled my stalker. She was quite persistant, and I did nothing to discourage her - she was a movie addict and my collection of DivX was quite substantial (let us not compare this to p e n i s size, please...).
She would come over pretty much every other day and watch movies. This didn't particularly bother me. To cut a long story short, after about two - four months, we began dating (I was sleeping around at the time with psycho girls off the net, and friends of friends). This was mainly to do with my own shortcommings and I couldn't come to terms with my confidence - university sorted that out quite well.
My relationship with my 'stalker' unfortunately fell into several traps, and recently, after 3.5 years, I ended it.
This was not a light decision - she does pretty much everything I ask, but I don't feel the relationship is two ways, or even challenging. (don't force comments on this - I did a hell of a lot for her too)
So it's come to an end. We've slept together since, but I know and she knows it is at an end.
Anyway, now you've got the long version let me progress onto my boot camp!
Thursday: Reading Bible.
Friday: Begining exercises 1&2.
Where to begin? I am a pub person by nature. I hate trendy music and felt that my obvious approach to the ladies would be felt as my misconception was that 'trendy' girls are easier.
This is, in fact, a complete lie! All women are basically the same. They enjoy attention, fun and talk. Remember this!
So, I entered an alternative club - excessively early - 9:05pm because it was free. Two friends of mine turned up much later on, but I had already begun the exercises. Before they arrived, I had already spoken to 3 people.
This continued into the night, until around midnight when a drunken girl who was trying to get my attention stabbed my lip with the hot end of a cigarette!
This didn't stop the evening fun (I was really enjoying it btw) and even danced with the girl who stabbed me with the cigarette - I didn't get much of a response from her except 'wee' when she decided to leave the dancefloor. Kinky? lol
I bought only one drink for a girl that evening - she did have a boyfriend but I confirmed with her that I had no intention of dating her (that was a complete lie - she's gorgeous (HB8), loved the music I was into and was very, very receptive. I later met the boyfriend, congratulated him and told him he'd better watch her more closely next week ;- )
All in all I spoke to around 6 blokes and 21 women. Not bad for an evening. But I decided to tip the iceburg. I did ask several women for their phone numbers - and was declined (can I count that as next weeks exercise?) but I then moved into the usually unatainable.
I approached the bar girl!
And scored :- ) I've got her number right here. She's a lovely girl, taller than most and pretty + intelligent. Who could ask for more? She's also off to Canada in October - but that's ok :- )
The conversation started as:
Are you enjoying breathing everyones smoke?
No, it's pretty throat drying around here. I wish they wouldn't do it at the bar.
<laughs> well, I suppose it's all part of the night out. Is this your full time job?
No, I only work here on the friday and saturday nights!
Really? What do you do the rest of the time?
I work in law - mainly admin stuff
Really? Does that fufil your life?
No, I'm off to Canada at the end of this year!
Nice! Canada is lovely - very polite over there. I've been all around America. I started up in Stowe (that's true dontcha know) and moved up vermont. Watch out for the maple syrip, that's lovely on pancakes. Are you looking forward to it?
Yeah
Would you mind if I took your number? You're really nice and I'd love to meet up with you over a coffee sometime, that is unless your boyfriend wouldn't mind.
A coffee?
Well, unless you fancy something stronger - I just thought working in a bar you'd be sick of alcohol!
Is this romantically or as friends? I'm happy as I am.
Either - you're really easy to talk to, I admire that.
Sure, here's my number...
---
Afterwards several people at the bar were gawping at me, and one guy shook me by the hand. They didn't even seem pissed off I monopolised her time for about ten minutes!
The moral of this story is:
- Boot camp works wonders - get off your ass, women don't fall down your chimney often
- Women are easy to talk to. Just chat! If they 'bite' just laugh, kiss them on the cheek and move on. Come back later, smile and chat some more, then leave them so they don't feel you're a freak. This meant later I was introduced to all their friends!
- Even bar girls need boyfriends. The end of the conversation isn't the most encouraging, but I wasn't looking to pull and neither should you at stage one.
- HAVE FUN :- )
~ tommorow the ex is coming over - possibly to stay the night. I won't look back on this, it was a fabulous night, and next week I'll be able to go back, meet up with all my new friends and start the pulling all over again. Remember, next week it's ten rejections! (I had well over my ten conversations and some were over ten minutes!)
I will keep you updated with the rest of my week one. Never skimp on your homework! It's great fun :- )
btw, my lip really hurts. If you get stabbed by a cigarette, stick an icecube on it straight away. This way, you won't get an unsightly boil and can continue your night without worrying about exploding on someone!