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It's funny after a couple initial lays and a decent date or two around the beginning of the year I was thinking I'm so fucking cool and know what I'm doing but after going over a couple recent FR's I have realized that I have a long way to go still before I get to the point where I can pick up consistently.
Overall my voice is just garbage and I really need to work on getting that handled. I could still improve my overall vibe, though sometimes its spot on, the majority of the time it could use some tweaks (though I'm a tough critic).
These are two interactions taken from my journal that I know something was off about and I think I know what went wrong in them, but still feel like there is something that I'm missing or could improve on that I'm overlooking.
I'm just posting this to get some feedback and appreciate any comments, concerns, slaps to the ego
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3. Girl at my school walking to class. This one went a lot better! I said hi and delivered my opener and she was laughing and in a good mood as I said it. She was still a maybe girl and I had to try and get the conversation kindled. Unfortunately I was a little bit on the joker/entertainer side (though I'm a harsh critic) and my voice was still sucking balls (not very dominant, though it wasn't nervous!).
Me: Well I don't want to hold you up for too long, you seem like a very disciplined girl and I'm assuming ambitious, soo, lets grab a coffee, get to know each other a little bit and
Her: (cutting me off while giggling) you just pick up girls so easily?
Me: Easily? I don't know what you're talking about.
Her: uh Huh? (semi eye roll of skepticism)
Me: what do you mean pick up women?
Her: idk
Me: If I were to pick up women I'd be using my hands (as I go put my arm around her to emphasize what I just said... though looking back I should have literally just picked her up)
Her: welllll.. suree you can get my number (said in a way like I had just earned her number) ... uh did something wrong somewhere down the line
Me: (processing thoughts in order to come up with good response) But I want to actually get to know you, not just go pick you up, hook up and that's it. That's simply not fun. (here I'm trying to make her think that that's what she's implying and me try to point this in the direction that I actually give a fuck to get to know who she is)
this didn't work out super well and she soon excused herself to go to class. I insisted she stay for another minute and told her we need to trade contact info and I commanded her to have a seat next to me (there was a bench nearby) in which I didn't command in a question like voice, thus having her resist my attempts to command thus stacking negative compliance :/. She tried to say she had to go to class again but I commanded her to stay and then immediately cut the thread and moved to a new topic (her job).
She soon said something else about her having to go to class so I told her to give me her contact info
then this came into play when exchanging contact info
Me: Are you an eight fifty girl? (referencing area code)
Her: Whats that? You mean the area code yeah I'm 850... yes I am ----- (BOOM hold up I just turned her from a face with a personality into a number and she said "yes I am" rather shamefully like I was adding her to my list of hoes or something... like Ludacris's song Area Codes)
Though on the bright side I did do a cool little trick. Instead of asking for her to tell me my number, as a dude was walking past, I told her to check my phone to see if it's working and winked at her with a smile to signal her to put her digits in that way passerby's wouldn't think she's getting picked up.
So at this point she was still a "maybe" girl and then as we were leaving she left without too much "I'm so glad you came to talk to me!" vibe and simply wished I have a good one. Then on top of that I tell her
"good luck with your discipline in life" in a rather awkward not so socially adroit way. lol it's amazing how many retarded sentences come out of my mouth on a daily basis.
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7. Very petite blonde in old navy with sexy lips (mmmm!) . Not the hottest girl but she had a nice little booty and boobs.
We passed each other and smiled in which I should've opened immediately but didn't.
We flowed around each other for a bit and she went to some ladies section so I mingled my way over, pre opened, and said:
Her: Hi (no real facial expression bad or good except that she was broken out of autopilot
Me: I really like your scarf (she wasn't wearing a scarf) *said I a very shitty voice* AHHH!
her: I don't have a scarf (said in a very whispering soft voice)
Me: I know its just a way to make conversation (said matter of factly)
her: oh okay, hehe (smiles), oh I was confused I was like "I don't have a scarf on!"
Me: Noo, your hair and your smile brought me over
Her: (said in a whisper again) ugh my hair looks so nasty
Me: (I didn't actually like her hair that much and she could sense it... I did like her lips though don't know why I didn't say that :/... sooo I try and course correct)
Nooo, I just like the flow and the blondness
Her: Yeah? okay, hmph, I'm glad someone likes it
Me: I just had to come find out who you were
Her: I'm Morgan
Me: I'm Robert
Her: Nice to meet you Robert
me: yeah.. soo what brings you out today? Your shopping for uh your boyfriend? (I know I'm not supposed to even bring this up but I like Just_dave's advice on this as a screening tool to psyfer through women that most likely won't be following your lead anyway.. I like to use this on girls that are maybe girl since a lot of times they are "maybe" girls because they have boyfriends (and my fundamentals aren't rock star status).
Her: (she had some camo pants in her hand and made the assumption I was talking about them) I can't have camo pants? Are these man pants?
Me: No I didn't know, It was just the first assumption
Her: I think they're actually way too big for me (they were small friggin pants lol). I'm going to go look in the childrens department!
me: (me backpedaling) I didn't say put them back I'm sure they'd look sexy on you.
Her: no they're going to be way too big I can tell you that right now
So I pretty much kooked it already and was kind of acting like a wuss rather than a charming asshole, but I was determined to persist and see how far I could take it.
I failed to make it past small talk after inquiring about her job and figured a number close was near to impossible to realisticly have it lead anywhere so I tried to get her on an instant date.
I propose that she quit shopping and me and her go grab a coffee and chat for a bit. She tells me I'm very forward and we get on the topic of spontaneity for a minute and she tells me of her last spontaneous charade.
Then she wanders a bit out of range to look for some more clothes and since I don't want to chase I command her to come back to me. She asks why I can't follow her around the store (not a good sign) and I cut the thread and command her over.
She complies and then I tell her to give me her hand. She complies and then I tell her were going to get coffee right now. She laughs and comments on how forward I am again. She says
Her: but I want to shop though!
Me: yeah but shopping will be here forever
her: (whispering again) yeah but I need to shop right now... do you think this kids section is going to fit me (she verges on the ADHD side of things)
Me: yeah I'm sure you have a very slim and petite figure, but I don't have time to stand around, shop, and chase you around the store that's ridiculous
Her: right so ridiculous (sarcastically said)
I ask her something else and we get off subject for a second and the next thing I know she wandering around the store again like a lost child.
I know she's not going to come back so I figure one more round of persisting can't hurt. So I casually walk over to the kids section and
Me: I'm little too far in to this to give up now otherwise I'd just look like a complete wuss, and soo I'm going to ask you one more time
Her: (cuts me off) haha I think you might be a tad too young for me
Me: what makes you think that?
Her: how old are you?
me: guess
Her: you said you weren't 21, though I thought you'd be older than 21 but you kinda let the cat out of the bag didn't you?
Me: I don't see how age has anything to do with anything (probably could have said something smoother like and in a way that doesn't make it seem like I'm taking offense like "age doesn't really mean much except that you've been circling the sun a bit longer or shorter than other people.. I'm assuming you simply like experienced men?"
Anyway I cut the thread soon enough and take her by the hand to attempt to lead her away and she denies and tells me I'm sooo forward and calls me "sir" which I guess is kinda good but nonetheless couldn't get her to budge. She then cuts the thread, picks up a pair of shorts and makes a comment about them.
All and all the whole vibe was definitely chasing/persisting... though she was just really not all that interested. I'd imagine if my fundamentals and vibe were put together better then this would have been a deal breaker... and also if I didn't botch the initial opener/transition into small talk.
-Rob
Overall my voice is just garbage and I really need to work on getting that handled. I could still improve my overall vibe, though sometimes its spot on, the majority of the time it could use some tweaks (though I'm a tough critic).
These are two interactions taken from my journal that I know something was off about and I think I know what went wrong in them, but still feel like there is something that I'm missing or could improve on that I'm overlooking.
I'm just posting this to get some feedback and appreciate any comments, concerns, slaps to the ego
.3. Girl at my school walking to class. This one went a lot better! I said hi and delivered my opener and she was laughing and in a good mood as I said it. She was still a maybe girl and I had to try and get the conversation kindled. Unfortunately I was a little bit on the joker/entertainer side (though I'm a harsh critic) and my voice was still sucking balls (not very dominant, though it wasn't nervous!).
Me: Well I don't want to hold you up for too long, you seem like a very disciplined girl and I'm assuming ambitious, soo, lets grab a coffee, get to know each other a little bit and
Her: (cutting me off while giggling) you just pick up girls so easily?
Me: Easily? I don't know what you're talking about.
Her: uh Huh? (semi eye roll of skepticism)
Me: what do you mean pick up women?
Her: idk
Me: If I were to pick up women I'd be using my hands (as I go put my arm around her to emphasize what I just said... though looking back I should have literally just picked her up)
Her: welllll.. suree you can get my number (said in a way like I had just earned her number) ... uh did something wrong somewhere down the line
Me: (processing thoughts in order to come up with good response) But I want to actually get to know you, not just go pick you up, hook up and that's it. That's simply not fun. (here I'm trying to make her think that that's what she's implying and me try to point this in the direction that I actually give a fuck to get to know who she is)
this didn't work out super well and she soon excused herself to go to class. I insisted she stay for another minute and told her we need to trade contact info and I commanded her to have a seat next to me (there was a bench nearby) in which I didn't command in a question like voice, thus having her resist my attempts to command thus stacking negative compliance :/. She tried to say she had to go to class again but I commanded her to stay and then immediately cut the thread and moved to a new topic (her job).
She soon said something else about her having to go to class so I told her to give me her contact info
then this came into play when exchanging contact info
Me: Are you an eight fifty girl? (referencing area code)
Her: Whats that? You mean the area code yeah I'm 850... yes I am ----- (BOOM hold up I just turned her from a face with a personality into a number and she said "yes I am" rather shamefully like I was adding her to my list of hoes or something... like Ludacris's song Area Codes)
Though on the bright side I did do a cool little trick. Instead of asking for her to tell me my number, as a dude was walking past, I told her to check my phone to see if it's working and winked at her with a smile to signal her to put her digits in that way passerby's wouldn't think she's getting picked up.
So at this point she was still a "maybe" girl and then as we were leaving she left without too much "I'm so glad you came to talk to me!" vibe and simply wished I have a good one. Then on top of that I tell her
"good luck with your discipline in life" in a rather awkward not so socially adroit way. lol it's amazing how many retarded sentences come out of my mouth on a daily basis.
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7. Very petite blonde in old navy with sexy lips (mmmm!) . Not the hottest girl but she had a nice little booty and boobs.
We passed each other and smiled in which I should've opened immediately but didn't.
We flowed around each other for a bit and she went to some ladies section so I mingled my way over, pre opened, and said:
Her: Hi (no real facial expression bad or good except that she was broken out of autopilot
Me: I really like your scarf (she wasn't wearing a scarf) *said I a very shitty voice* AHHH!
her: I don't have a scarf (said in a very whispering soft voice)
Me: I know its just a way to make conversation (said matter of factly)
her: oh okay, hehe (smiles), oh I was confused I was like "I don't have a scarf on!"
Me: Noo, your hair and your smile brought me over
Her: (said in a whisper again) ugh my hair looks so nasty
Me: (I didn't actually like her hair that much and she could sense it... I did like her lips though don't know why I didn't say that :/... sooo I try and course correct)
Nooo, I just like the flow and the blondness
Her: Yeah? okay, hmph, I'm glad someone likes it
Me: I just had to come find out who you were
Her: I'm Morgan
Me: I'm Robert
Her: Nice to meet you Robert
me: yeah.. soo what brings you out today? Your shopping for uh your boyfriend? (I know I'm not supposed to even bring this up but I like Just_dave's advice on this as a screening tool to psyfer through women that most likely won't be following your lead anyway.. I like to use this on girls that are maybe girl since a lot of times they are "maybe" girls because they have boyfriends (and my fundamentals aren't rock star status).
Her: (she had some camo pants in her hand and made the assumption I was talking about them) I can't have camo pants? Are these man pants?
Me: No I didn't know, It was just the first assumption
Her: I think they're actually way too big for me (they were small friggin pants lol). I'm going to go look in the childrens department!
me: (me backpedaling) I didn't say put them back I'm sure they'd look sexy on you.
Her: no they're going to be way too big I can tell you that right now
So I pretty much kooked it already and was kind of acting like a wuss rather than a charming asshole, but I was determined to persist and see how far I could take it.
I failed to make it past small talk after inquiring about her job and figured a number close was near to impossible to realisticly have it lead anywhere so I tried to get her on an instant date.
I propose that she quit shopping and me and her go grab a coffee and chat for a bit. She tells me I'm very forward and we get on the topic of spontaneity for a minute and she tells me of her last spontaneous charade.
Then she wanders a bit out of range to look for some more clothes and since I don't want to chase I command her to come back to me. She asks why I can't follow her around the store (not a good sign) and I cut the thread and command her over.
She complies and then I tell her to give me her hand. She complies and then I tell her were going to get coffee right now. She laughs and comments on how forward I am again. She says
Her: but I want to shop though!
Me: yeah but shopping will be here forever
her: (whispering again) yeah but I need to shop right now... do you think this kids section is going to fit me (she verges on the ADHD side of things)
Me: yeah I'm sure you have a very slim and petite figure, but I don't have time to stand around, shop, and chase you around the store that's ridiculous
Her: right so ridiculous (sarcastically said)
I ask her something else and we get off subject for a second and the next thing I know she wandering around the store again like a lost child.
I know she's not going to come back so I figure one more round of persisting can't hurt. So I casually walk over to the kids section and
Me: I'm little too far in to this to give up now otherwise I'd just look like a complete wuss, and soo I'm going to ask you one more time
Her: (cuts me off) haha I think you might be a tad too young for me
Me: what makes you think that?
Her: how old are you?
me: guess
Her: you said you weren't 21, though I thought you'd be older than 21 but you kinda let the cat out of the bag didn't you?
Me: I don't see how age has anything to do with anything (probably could have said something smoother like and in a way that doesn't make it seem like I'm taking offense like "age doesn't really mean much except that you've been circling the sun a bit longer or shorter than other people.. I'm assuming you simply like experienced men?"
Anyway I cut the thread soon enough and take her by the hand to attempt to lead her away and she denies and tells me I'm sooo forward and calls me "sir" which I guess is kinda good but nonetheless couldn't get her to budge. She then cuts the thread, picks up a pair of shorts and makes a comment about them.
All and all the whole vibe was definitely chasing/persisting... though she was just really not all that interested. I'd imagine if my fundamentals and vibe were put together better then this would have been a deal breaker... and also if I didn't botch the initial opener/transition into small talk.
-Rob
