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- Dec 28, 2012
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Yesterday I went to hang out with one of my roommates and some friends of his from ski patrol. They were going to drink a bit at a bar then head to a baseball game afterwards. I don't like watching baseball, or many sports for that matter, since I'd rather play them. However, I decide I'll tag along for the sake of increasing my social skills.
When I meet his friends they are really boring and even my roommate isn't really talking all that much. I tried my damnedest to get conversation going but it just wasn't working. Hence, when they headed to the baseball game I headed back to the house for a power nap. My thinking was that I'd take a quick rest then head out to the bars. I felt like my roommate was wasting my time with these boring people and I want to increase my skills with women. This was not the place for me to be and so I leave. I didn't even have a ticket to the baseball game and wasn't about to pay up for what I knew would be a boring time. But my roommate flips out at me for bailing for god knows why but I could care less. I'm going to go out alone if I have to because I'm tired of not having women in my life. But I digress...
I get to a bar downtown I've been to before and apparently 10:30 is considered early for this place. Bartender says that the college kids pre-game a lot then head to this particular bar to end the night. I make conversation with some dudes on my left and come to find out they know the owners of the bar. One guy has this long ass beard and has his picture on the wall, I guess he's the bar's logo. I continue to make chit chat with the bartender and these guys that sat next to me until I finally man up and open a girl on my right.
ONE
I have no idea if I'm even attracted to this girl but I don't care. I need to practice as much as possible so I delve in. I don't remember exactly what my opener was but I was able to hold conversation with this girl fairly easily and for a considerable amount of time. I get her to tell me her job, where she's from and a bunch of other pretty personal things. She says her father and brother are dead and believes that her brother was murdered in the Navy. She's 27 and is apparently proud that she's only slept with one guy. Yikes! She then goes on to explain some of her friends that are barely over 20 and have slept with everything. She could just be trying to fit into this whole Mormon community out here but I don't care. This is enough information for me to move on and so I do.
TWO
I actually opened this girl while I was still talking to the first girl I opened. The crazy prude I spoke of in the previous paragraph. I noticed a stamp on the back of this girl's hand and asked where she'd been. She tells me where and her non-verbals were VERY opening to me. I know the place she's talking about and ask if it's the one with the long hallway. She says yeah but doesn't like it and that it's "hard". I have no fucking clue what hard means when you are referring to a bar and so I ask. The initial interest here then goes to shit and I lose her. Probably shouldn't have probed about this particular adjective but I was genuinely interested in what the hell she meant but oh well.
THREE
I open this Pakistani/Indian looking girl with a "hey how's it going." Figured I'd try a different opener from the other two just for shits. She opens up pretty well and we get to talkin. I find out she's from Texas and is here doing an internship for an investment/stock market company. She doesn't say which one so I decide I'm going to guess, not that it's too difficult to realize which company it is. Now, at this point I'd probably had too much to drink and you'll see why in a second. So here I am thinking I'm so smart because I know exactly what company she's interning for and say "It's Marshawn Lynch isn't it?" She looks back at me with a 'what the fuck' look on her face and says "You mean Merrill Lynch?" That shit makes me crack up thinking back on it now that I write this. Anyways I try to bust her on working for this company since they're tied to the whole banking power shit and all about money. Pretty sure she took this as me being judgmental despite the fact that I wasn't trying to be. She gets her drink from the bar and walks away.
At this point I know I've drank too much and decide it's time to go home. I drink a few waters then bounce and I'm kinda pissed off at myself. I wanted to open AT LEAST 10 girls but there just weren't enough at this venue. I opened all of these girls at the bar since I feel kinda awkward just standing next to a wall. I did take a lap around the whole place but everyone was in bigger groups and/or seated. Don't get me wrong, I've done cold approaches to girls that are also standing next to the wall but there just weren't any isolated targets. I've only really ever opened 1 and 2 person sets, since I'm not confident with groups. Hell, even when I'm hanging out with friends I tend to stay away from large groups. This is definitely something I should work on but I want to conquer the solo/double person approach first.
When I meet his friends they are really boring and even my roommate isn't really talking all that much. I tried my damnedest to get conversation going but it just wasn't working. Hence, when they headed to the baseball game I headed back to the house for a power nap. My thinking was that I'd take a quick rest then head out to the bars. I felt like my roommate was wasting my time with these boring people and I want to increase my skills with women. This was not the place for me to be and so I leave. I didn't even have a ticket to the baseball game and wasn't about to pay up for what I knew would be a boring time. But my roommate flips out at me for bailing for god knows why but I could care less. I'm going to go out alone if I have to because I'm tired of not having women in my life. But I digress...
I get to a bar downtown I've been to before and apparently 10:30 is considered early for this place. Bartender says that the college kids pre-game a lot then head to this particular bar to end the night. I make conversation with some dudes on my left and come to find out they know the owners of the bar. One guy has this long ass beard and has his picture on the wall, I guess he's the bar's logo. I continue to make chit chat with the bartender and these guys that sat next to me until I finally man up and open a girl on my right.
ONE
I have no idea if I'm even attracted to this girl but I don't care. I need to practice as much as possible so I delve in. I don't remember exactly what my opener was but I was able to hold conversation with this girl fairly easily and for a considerable amount of time. I get her to tell me her job, where she's from and a bunch of other pretty personal things. She says her father and brother are dead and believes that her brother was murdered in the Navy. She's 27 and is apparently proud that she's only slept with one guy. Yikes! She then goes on to explain some of her friends that are barely over 20 and have slept with everything. She could just be trying to fit into this whole Mormon community out here but I don't care. This is enough information for me to move on and so I do.
TWO
I actually opened this girl while I was still talking to the first girl I opened. The crazy prude I spoke of in the previous paragraph. I noticed a stamp on the back of this girl's hand and asked where she'd been. She tells me where and her non-verbals were VERY opening to me. I know the place she's talking about and ask if it's the one with the long hallway. She says yeah but doesn't like it and that it's "hard". I have no fucking clue what hard means when you are referring to a bar and so I ask. The initial interest here then goes to shit and I lose her. Probably shouldn't have probed about this particular adjective but I was genuinely interested in what the hell she meant but oh well.
THREE
I open this Pakistani/Indian looking girl with a "hey how's it going." Figured I'd try a different opener from the other two just for shits. She opens up pretty well and we get to talkin. I find out she's from Texas and is here doing an internship for an investment/stock market company. She doesn't say which one so I decide I'm going to guess, not that it's too difficult to realize which company it is. Now, at this point I'd probably had too much to drink and you'll see why in a second. So here I am thinking I'm so smart because I know exactly what company she's interning for and say "It's Marshawn Lynch isn't it?" She looks back at me with a 'what the fuck' look on her face and says "You mean Merrill Lynch?" That shit makes me crack up thinking back on it now that I write this. Anyways I try to bust her on working for this company since they're tied to the whole banking power shit and all about money. Pretty sure she took this as me being judgmental despite the fact that I wasn't trying to be. She gets her drink from the bar and walks away.
At this point I know I've drank too much and decide it's time to go home. I drink a few waters then bounce and I'm kinda pissed off at myself. I wanted to open AT LEAST 10 girls but there just weren't enough at this venue. I opened all of these girls at the bar since I feel kinda awkward just standing next to a wall. I did take a lap around the whole place but everyone was in bigger groups and/or seated. Don't get me wrong, I've done cold approaches to girls that are also standing next to the wall but there just weren't any isolated targets. I've only really ever opened 1 and 2 person sets, since I'm not confident with groups. Hell, even when I'm hanging out with friends I tend to stay away from large groups. This is definitely something I should work on but I want to conquer the solo/double person approach first.
