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Summary: Meet a girl I've talked to before, she's hip to "the game", and practically shuts me down.
[Sandy] Italian [Rating: objective 8/subjective 8][Age: 23](ongoing)
Open: pre-existing
I saw [Sandy] in one of my "home base" venues. I'd talked with her before and figured at the time she would never go for me, but that was pre GC, so I figured "what the hell", I'd give it a chance. I talked to [Sandy] for a while, and she seemed barely interested, but did't remove herself from the conversation. I kept trying to pay her compliments, but she was convinced every single one was a "line", and told me there was no way she'd fall for my game. I didn't quite know how to respond to that, but laid off the overt compliments.
Instead I established rapport and tried for some deep diving, but she kept things light. I tried sexual framing--minefield. I tried chase framing--shot down (luckily I didn't challenge her on any frames). She was throwing up all kinds of barriers, so I decided to change tack: "So, you've got to teach me some Italian sometime." I said.
"What do you want to know, something to pick girls up, I guess." she replied.
"Ugh" I thought, this girl is convinced I'm some sort of lothario (although, fair enough, I kind of was/am). "Well, how do you say 'you have nice eyes'?" I asked. She told me.
"You know what though?" She said. The nicest thing a guy can say to me is something about me, not something he can see from across the room.
Then she lowered the hammer: "You know, I heard you talking to my friend at that venue the first time we met, you were telling him how to handle girls--'just tell them what they want to hear' and all that." If brown people could blush, I would have (good thing we can't). "I said that...?" I said, wracking my brain for some way to field this--I had nothing." I smoothly changed the topic, but I knew I was done.
I was kicking myself inside, especially since that was a lesson straight off of GC that I had read before!--qualify girls on internal characteristics. I realized another lesson as well--never talk' shop in frickin' public! I maintained my poise though. I figured--well, she's an awesome girl, and she seems like she would genuinely be interested in me, if she weren't so convinced I was a straight up player, even after I'd tried to dial it back. I figured I was sunk. We swapped numbers, and I genuinely thanked her for talking with me, with a big smile and left.
Escalation: N/A
Move: N/A
Close: N/A
[Interaction Rating]: 8
I was firstly surprised that this girl who would never talk to me was actually talking with me. I brought the best of the best of my game, and everything came up against an impenetrable wall. Then I was furious that I managed to screw it up by coming off like an asshole player. I was convinced I'd sunk myself, and the worst thing was--it wasn't because I had no chance, but because I'd played my cards wrong. Her words had seared into my brain and I figured at least I would never make those two mistakes again.
[Sandy] Italian [Rating: objective 8/subjective 8][Age: 23](ongoing)
Open: pre-existing
I saw [Sandy] in one of my "home base" venues. I'd talked with her before and figured at the time she would never go for me, but that was pre GC, so I figured "what the hell", I'd give it a chance. I talked to [Sandy] for a while, and she seemed barely interested, but did't remove herself from the conversation. I kept trying to pay her compliments, but she was convinced every single one was a "line", and told me there was no way she'd fall for my game. I didn't quite know how to respond to that, but laid off the overt compliments.
Instead I established rapport and tried for some deep diving, but she kept things light. I tried sexual framing--minefield. I tried chase framing--shot down (luckily I didn't challenge her on any frames). She was throwing up all kinds of barriers, so I decided to change tack: "So, you've got to teach me some Italian sometime." I said.
"What do you want to know, something to pick girls up, I guess." she replied.
"Ugh" I thought, this girl is convinced I'm some sort of lothario (although, fair enough, I kind of was/am). "Well, how do you say 'you have nice eyes'?" I asked. She told me.
"You know what though?" She said. The nicest thing a guy can say to me is something about me, not something he can see from across the room.
Then she lowered the hammer: "You know, I heard you talking to my friend at that venue the first time we met, you were telling him how to handle girls--'just tell them what they want to hear' and all that." If brown people could blush, I would have (good thing we can't). "I said that...?" I said, wracking my brain for some way to field this--I had nothing." I smoothly changed the topic, but I knew I was done.
I was kicking myself inside, especially since that was a lesson straight off of GC that I had read before!--qualify girls on internal characteristics. I realized another lesson as well--never talk' shop in frickin' public! I maintained my poise though. I figured--well, she's an awesome girl, and she seems like she would genuinely be interested in me, if she weren't so convinced I was a straight up player, even after I'd tried to dial it back. I figured I was sunk. We swapped numbers, and I genuinely thanked her for talking with me, with a big smile and left.
Escalation: N/A
Move: N/A
Close: N/A
[Interaction Rating]: 8
I was firstly surprised that this girl who would never talk to me was actually talking with me. I brought the best of the best of my game, and everything came up against an impenetrable wall. Then I was furious that I managed to screw it up by coming off like an asshole player. I was convinced I'd sunk myself, and the worst thing was--it wasn't because I had no chance, but because I'd played my cards wrong. Her words had seared into my brain and I figured at least I would never make those two mistakes again.