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Summary: I was actually on a date that was going horribly when a girl physically grabbed me and just went crazy--still FU'd though [technical game]
[Diane] American [Rating: objective 6/subjective 5][Age: @25](closed)
Open: passive
I was actually on a "social" date with [Cathy] from "AFC part III", and she was ignoring me/hitting on other dudes. I was furious but trying not to show it. The group suggested we go to another venue to dance but I wasn't into it. Then I thought for a moment and decided I wasn't going to let [Cathy] dictate what kind of night I would have, so I decided to go to the next venue. I walked in the door and was moving past the dance floor when [Diane] appeared out of nowhere and physically grabbed my open shirt and hauled me onto the dance floor (she was cute, but a bit overweight).
Escalation: passive/automatic
[Diane] was more than a little drunk, and started dancing quite close immediately, then started just talking crazy:
Her: "You're not going to sleep with me tonight, OK? I have a boyfriend."
Me: "Uh..."
Her: "I just want to grind on your dick all night, but we're not going to sleep together."[she proceeded to do just that]
Me: [my head was spinning] "But I never said..."
Her: "Oh, you have to find someone for my girlfriend."
Me: "Wait, what?"
Her: "My girlfriend, over there." [she points to a [4/3] who is drunk and being rude, we'll call her "Trollface"]
I'm not sure what to do, but my first thought is to go grab one of the guys I came with so he can wing me. This takes way longer than it should, because I can't find him. When I finally make my way back to [Diane] and her friend, Trollface takes one look at my wing and shakes her head (my friend is a decent looking young guy). He gives me a "hey bro, I tried" look and goes back to dancing. I try to just ignore the situation, and go back to dancing with [Diane]:
Her: "Also, you can't kiss me either."
Me: "But I didn't even..."
Her: "Just don't think about it."
Me: "But I...*mmfffg*" [she kisses me and grabs my ass]
Trollface comes back and forcefully shoves her way between [Diane] and me.
Trollface: "[Diane], I want to go, let's go."
[Diane] manages to get rid of her, and we continue dancing close/kissing. [Diane] is actually starting to heat up, but then Trollface comes back again, physically dragging [Diane] away.
Her: "Well, I've got to go..."
Me: "Wait, what? But...!"
Her: "Hey, I told you you weren't going to sleep with me tonight, I've got to take her home, she's my roommate."
Me: "Just...give her the keys and put her in a taxi, I'll help!"
Her: "No I've got to take her, sorry..."
Move: N/A
[Diane] Smiles and walks out. I stand there, flabbergasted. A second later, I snap out of it and pursue [Diane] out of the venue. I convince her to give me her number, and they leave. I can't believe my horrible luck, but I head back into the venue just to look around, just to prove no woman is going to control my mood that night. I leave a few minutes later and run into my friends down the road, they were kicked out for trying to bring in alcohol.
Close: fail--technical game fail
My friends and I walked to another venue while I related what had just happened. My friend explained that this is what is known as a "cock block". "What, just because the friend isn't having a good time, that means that no one else can either?" I ask, incredulous. Turns out that is exactly the case. I'd been sabotaged because of the ugly friend's drunkenness/selfishness. I kept thinking there must have been something I could have done to turn things around.
My phone was broken at this point, and when we arrived at the next venue, I saw that I had received a call from [Diane] 30 minutes prior, but my phone hadn't rung. She must have gotten home, thrown her friend in the door and called me up. I called her back immediately, but there was no reply.
When I texted her the next day, she was a) sober and b) "back with her boyfriend"
[Interaction Rating]: 4
Technical game. Technical game. Technical game. Throughout my interactions, I've managed to screw up, or nearly screw things up based on purely technical/logistical details. This was one such case.
Other than that, I didn't actually learn much. Well--I did learn what a professional cock block is like. I can look back on this and laugh, but at the time, it stung something fierce. I have since purchased a new phone.
Addendum:
Last post for today, I'll post a couple more tomorrow. Please note that these few posts have been low on technical points and details based on the methods laid out in the GC blog, that's because I hadn't discovered it at this point. Later posts not marked with a * will basically revolve around implementation of specific techniques, since I'll be employing them throughout the interactions.
[Diane] American [Rating: objective 6/subjective 5][Age: @25](closed)
Open: passive
I was actually on a "social" date with [Cathy] from "AFC part III", and she was ignoring me/hitting on other dudes. I was furious but trying not to show it. The group suggested we go to another venue to dance but I wasn't into it. Then I thought for a moment and decided I wasn't going to let [Cathy] dictate what kind of night I would have, so I decided to go to the next venue. I walked in the door and was moving past the dance floor when [Diane] appeared out of nowhere and physically grabbed my open shirt and hauled me onto the dance floor (she was cute, but a bit overweight).
Escalation: passive/automatic
[Diane] was more than a little drunk, and started dancing quite close immediately, then started just talking crazy:
Her: "You're not going to sleep with me tonight, OK? I have a boyfriend."
Me: "Uh..."
Her: "I just want to grind on your dick all night, but we're not going to sleep together."[she proceeded to do just that]
Me: [my head was spinning] "But I never said..."
Her: "Oh, you have to find someone for my girlfriend."
Me: "Wait, what?"
Her: "My girlfriend, over there." [she points to a [4/3] who is drunk and being rude, we'll call her "Trollface"]
I'm not sure what to do, but my first thought is to go grab one of the guys I came with so he can wing me. This takes way longer than it should, because I can't find him. When I finally make my way back to [Diane] and her friend, Trollface takes one look at my wing and shakes her head (my friend is a decent looking young guy). He gives me a "hey bro, I tried" look and goes back to dancing. I try to just ignore the situation, and go back to dancing with [Diane]:
Her: "Also, you can't kiss me either."
Me: "But I didn't even..."
Her: "Just don't think about it."
Me: "But I...*mmfffg*" [she kisses me and grabs my ass]
Trollface comes back and forcefully shoves her way between [Diane] and me.
Trollface: "[Diane], I want to go, let's go."
[Diane] manages to get rid of her, and we continue dancing close/kissing. [Diane] is actually starting to heat up, but then Trollface comes back again, physically dragging [Diane] away.
Her: "Well, I've got to go..."
Me: "Wait, what? But...!"
Her: "Hey, I told you you weren't going to sleep with me tonight, I've got to take her home, she's my roommate."
Me: "Just...give her the keys and put her in a taxi, I'll help!"
Her: "No I've got to take her, sorry..."
Move: N/A
[Diane] Smiles and walks out. I stand there, flabbergasted. A second later, I snap out of it and pursue [Diane] out of the venue. I convince her to give me her number, and they leave. I can't believe my horrible luck, but I head back into the venue just to look around, just to prove no woman is going to control my mood that night. I leave a few minutes later and run into my friends down the road, they were kicked out for trying to bring in alcohol.
Close: fail--technical game fail
My friends and I walked to another venue while I related what had just happened. My friend explained that this is what is known as a "cock block". "What, just because the friend isn't having a good time, that means that no one else can either?" I ask, incredulous. Turns out that is exactly the case. I'd been sabotaged because of the ugly friend's drunkenness/selfishness. I kept thinking there must have been something I could have done to turn things around.
My phone was broken at this point, and when we arrived at the next venue, I saw that I had received a call from [Diane] 30 minutes prior, but my phone hadn't rung. She must have gotten home, thrown her friend in the door and called me up. I called her back immediately, but there was no reply.
When I texted her the next day, she was a) sober and b) "back with her boyfriend"
[Interaction Rating]: 4
Technical game. Technical game. Technical game. Throughout my interactions, I've managed to screw up, or nearly screw things up based on purely technical/logistical details. This was one such case.
Other than that, I didn't actually learn much. Well--I did learn what a professional cock block is like. I can look back on this and laugh, but at the time, it stung something fierce. I have since purchased a new phone.
Addendum:
Last post for today, I'll post a couple more tomorrow. Please note that these few posts have been low on technical points and details based on the methods laid out in the GC blog, that's because I hadn't discovered it at this point. Later posts not marked with a * will basically revolve around implementation of specific techniques, since I'll be employing them throughout the interactions.
