Went out solo both Friday and Saturday. Still adjusting post lockdown, one of my old insecurities came up quite a lot - my age. Two years on from the start of the pandemic a lot more people look like children now when I go out. But this is a problem in my own head and I'm the one being weird about it. I can tell that they don't see anything out of the ordinary at all - I still fit right in. A lot of young girls around 18/19 are attracted to me - I can tell. But I've been lying about my age - they usually guess 22-24 and I say that's right. Still scared that if I reveal I'm 29 they'll recoil. Volume still an issue, there's an invisible wall preventing me from being free and approaching at will. I think I'm scared of building a reputation and being recognized since these are places I am now going to quite frequently. Also I've been wearing similar clothes since they get such good attention.
FR Friday:
Went out solo to the CBD.
Approach 1: At the bar, older (probably early 30s) but attractive woman standing next to me orders a jug and three glasses. I ask her jokingly if the entire jug is for her. She hooks and jokes that we need it after lockdown. Back and forth - she tells me where she is sitting with her friends and says that I should join them while I wait for my friend (told her I was waiting for a mate). I tell her I may join later with a smile. Ran into her again at the bathroom, she is enthusiastic, a much older dude behind me immediately after in the bathroom wishes me luck and says she was hot. This bar was small and everyone was sitting pretty much so rather than loitering decided to bounce to another bar nearby.
Approach 2: Not really an “approach” but in line, two women, quite attractive but a lot older (probably late 30s/early 40s) came by to stand by me next to the line. Gave them a smile and said hello as they approached. Immediate hook. One starts asking my background. I use my standard “I’m half Irish/half Chinese” response which always gets a laugh since I’m brown. Then joke about having gone to the beach and gotten burnt yesterday. One is particularly taken, asking me who I’m here with etc etc. I joke around with them and say I might run into them later. Later on she is talking with what I think is an extremely good looking dude but she keeps looking back to me and pointing at me to her friend. I reengage saying “Hey it’s my line buddy”, she then comes over and tells me that I’m cute. I politely thank her but am not interested in taking it further.
Approach 3: Tall blonde stunner at the bar with a friend. I wait until they’ve ordered their drinks – they head to the dancefloor. I approach her boldly and use the “You. We’re going to Brazil” opener. Energy was off though, wasn’t the same as last week. She shuts me down. “No, we’re not”. I stay in set anyway, cold reading that they’re besties. They tell me they’re here with their boyfriends and coworkers. I decide to eject.
Approach 4: Two set of short average looking black haired chicks. One was dancing energetically – I comment that I like her energy. Back and forth, don’t sense much interest but I get their names and run into them a couple more times in the night.
Approach 5: See an absolute beauty at the bar talking to a guy and some other girls, then she turns away to order. I go up the guy and ask if she’s his girl. He says no, go ahead, then taps her on the shoulder and tells her that I wanted to talk to her. I would have preferred to open myself. She was polite. I complemented her on her fashion sense, she told me she liked my jacket but walked away.
Approach 6: Had just turned away from the bar when I saw a mixed white/Asian beauty in line. Energy was strong. I immediately said “Wow. Well I’m not leaving without saying something to you”. She laughed. I sensed some interest. Went back and forth. Was not sure how to handle this – since I’d gotten my drink and she was waiting for hers. I didn’t want to just hang around there with her – figured I would run into her later and reengage. So I told her I was going to the dancefloor, she said it was nice meeting me and I left. Regret not just staying in set. I didn’t see her again.
Approach 7: Looked exactly like Ellen DeGeneres and I told her so. Joked back and forth, did not sense much interest.
Approach 8: It was only 1:30 but I got in my head and bailed. Walking home saw a black haired stunner walking the other direction. Passed, looped back. Opened direct “Saw you and thought “that girl is gorgeous” blah blah”. She told me “I know” with a smirk. But then “But really, what am I supposed to say to that”. Didn’t realize at the time but in retrospect this was a shittest. Went back and forth, commented on her black outfit, she said it was because she was a spy. I like this girl. I joked that I was a male stripper. Roleplayed and number closed after suggesting drinks at a rooftop near mine. She seems interested.
Not girl related but something else that happened that night
When I was walking home (before Approach 8), I ran into an extremely disgusting human being – easily one of the worst people I have ever met. Leaving, this short middle aged dude greets me and asks how my nights going. I smile and say good and ask him how his was. He says
“Good – except for seeing that” – as he pointed to a woman getting into her car. She looked scared. The woman was unattractive, there was no doubt about it. Not sure if she had a condition of some sort. But the guy seemed to take extra offense to it.
“Inbred mess. They should not exist. They should all be killed”
Couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Told him that was fucked up and to stop being a cunt and kept walking. Then I hear him shouting “inbred” and knocking on the womans car window. She was inside looking terrified. Couldn’t let this pass so went back and told the guy to back off. Was prepared to fight.
“Why are you defending her? Look at her”.
“Leave her alone. What has she done to you? Nothing”
“Yes she has. She exists, that’s what she’s done to me. People like that should not exist. Can you imaging sleeping and waking up next to that? She does not deserve to pass on her genes”
I tell him firmly “People like you should not exist”
Starts going to the back of her car and pulling on her antenna. I go around to her window side and tell her it’s going to be ok. She’s trembling, on her phone trying to dial something.
She rolls down her window and thanks me, telling me not many people would stop to do this. We exchange names, I find out she’s waiting for her daughter which is why she can’t just drive away. I wait at her window. The guy comes back and starts screaming again.
I tell him that he’s a cunt and that she was waiting for her daughter (to rub it into his face that she’d already passed on her genes). He throws himself into a tantrum
“She has a daughter? Disgrace. And you are defending her. They should take a shotgun, put it right to the back of her head and pull the trigger”. He walks away, comes back, taps on her window and says sarcastically “oh, I’m sorry”, and walks away.
I told her to give me her number to call me if he came back, but then realized it was probably better in the cops hands. There was a guy directing traffic in a high vis close by – I told the woman I was going to let him know to keep an eye out for the guy if he came back. Went up to the guy, told him what happened - he was shocked and didn’t even realize what was happening. He promised me he would and I left.
FR Saturday:
Solo again to a bar near mine
Chatted to the guy in the line and the girls behind me. A group of 4 pretty hot girls came – they were with the guy. One of the girls asks the guy “made a new friend?” They engage me. I’m quite reserved though and not warmed up. The girls want to engage with me, I can tell. When I started engaging with the group again one of the girls is just staring at me smiling.
They asked how old I was – then guessed 22-25. I said 24. Got a look at their IDs, was freaking weird seeing 02 and 03 on the back. Got a bit insecure about the 92 on the back of mine and made sure to cover it so they wouldn’t get a glimpse. Really gotta just own this shit instead of being afraid. Problem – I’m not giving myself permission to be flirty and sexual with these girls because of their age. This forum has hammered it in many times that guys get too caught up on age but I keep finding myself falling into the trap again and again. And it’s one of those things that doesn’t change. Like, I might get to the point where I accept being late 20s/early 30s and at peace with it, then at some point in the future I might come back to seduction when I’m in my 40s hitting on 20 year old girls and be weird about it all over again. Gotta get over this now and just focus on becoming more attractive each day. Just keep thinking of Zan in the Alabaster girl, being flirty and sexual with all the girls, no matter how old they are. And them loving it. I’m hiding the banana. Afraid of being creepy. Playing it safe/playing to be liked and as a result not getting anything because I’m not polarizing anyone.
Approach 1: Got in, engaged a couple of people. Went upstairs. Opened a chick. Lesbian. Stayed in set to chit chat to build some social proof.
Approach 2: Well, I got opened here. At the bar, three tall girls, one of them quite hot (a tall blondie with her hair in a ponytail, probably 18/19) are behind me and start giggling to themselves, saying that they’ve found starsky (because of my jacket). Blonde opens me and asks me to buy her a drink, then sidles up next to me. I say “maybe later, if you behave”. She couldn’t hear me, so I said it louder. But then she left. I ordered my drink and turned around. Blondie then asks me if I’m single. I say I am and she says good, because she didn’t want to be the bad guy. I honestly didn’t know how to handle this. She was one of those high energy types. Could tell she was attracted but I didn’t stay in set. My energy was too low, not at their level. I got embarrassed and ejected. Could have been flirty and owned my sexuality here, isolating the blonde by saying “hey, you’re pretty cute actually. I’m stealing you away and we’re going to Cancun/Brazil/whatever”
Approach 3: Girl sitting at table. Bad energy, rejection.
Approach 4: Another at a table. Same outcome. Social momentum gone.
Started getting in my head again. Bad energy (seeing the pattern here??) and left the bar to meet my bouncer mate at another one 15 minutes down the road. Only made one more approach (a hot blonde at a small dancefloor, but turns out she was the girlfriend of the DJ.
Met up with my soon to be brother in law who was there and chilled with him for a bit before heading home. In a bad headspace. Pretty weak effort volume wise.
Main Takeways:
All this shit is in my head. Other people (especially girls), accept, include and are even attracted to me. I have my walls up around everyone else. I can’t seem to just let go when I go out at night and feel like “part of the crowd”. Just still feel like an outsider most of the time even though I have plenty of evidence to the contrary.
The reason I actually prefer daygame and find it easier is because people don’t even realize you’re approaching or see your approach/rejection. At night in bars, it’s a lot easier for ten other girls to see you getting rejected with a nasty look and then your social value tanks in that bar. That’s what I get afraid of.
After strong starts, I always start getting in my head a couple hours in (around 12am) after no successes, then start projecting negative energy out into the world. I can’t stand the thought of bringing this negative energy to people and so I end up leaving early (around 1:30/2) well before closing time.
I don’t have bold, carefree, sexual energy. I’m playing it safe/playing to be liked and as a result not getting anything because I’m not polarizing anyone. Afraid to do so. Afraid of being a creep. Need to let go.
I still get insecure about running out of things to say/not knowing how to move the interaction forward. This contributes to my nightgame AA.
Still insecure about approaching girl after girl because I sometimes see the same people out and I'm afraid that if I burn through sets, the girls/people will remember me next week/the week after that and that venue will be burned for me forever.
I have to truly believe and see myself with these girls. That will make the “we” frames I create more genuine and the girls will feel it. Right now with my walls, I don’t truly believe it. I see the girls as “others” and can’t imaging myself having sex with them. I feel this way with the majority of girls on nights out. Allowing myself to be attracted, giving myself permission to see myself with these girls, being truly part of their night.