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Whats up Fellas!
I just got back from another night street game session. I went to a very seedy part of town and didn't see much to open so I just started chats for practice (about 6 or 7). I did spit serious game at this Russian woman that caught my eye on the bus to the rail. I realized she had a ring on it though after about 10 minutes, when she was stroking her hair (I done saw it clear as day ya’ll) so I didn't push for a number exchange once we had to part ways, even though she hung around a little expectantly. The opener? "Hey does that drink actually taste good?" Eventually, we were chatting about her visiting her family back in the motherland! Had I approached direct...there's no way it would have went well. Guess that's the risk you take!
Today’s story
I met what I considered a rather attractive Greek woman today. Her face had nice, sloping lines, along with a pair of piercing green eyes.
She was standing in line. I casually sauntered up and saw her profile. Immediately I come up with some utter b.s. to get her gabbing with me.
Opener
Me: Hey, you look really familiar!
Her: Really? *She smiled here. I went for the kill*
Me: Yeah, did you go to XYZ high school
Her: No, no. I went to ABC high school
Me: Oh wow, you must have a doppelganger out there or something...this is dangerous.
Her: Hahaha yeah, maybe
From here, I continue to “plow” through the interaction using a mixture of cold reads (most of them inaccurate lol) and random silly questions. Example,
Her: Yeah I’m studying Graphic Design.
Me: Oh, that’s cool. Alright - serious question then...
Her: What?
Me: *I stare at her dead pan*
Me: Arial….or Comic Sans
Her: Huh???
What I’m starting to realize more and more is that your words do.not.matter. I just keep the girl engaged and prevent an inopportune silence while at the same time immediately shutting off the power to the yapping machine if she interjects with something. After her bewilderment at that question I say:
Me: Do you like my ridiculous questions, [insert her name]? I practice them sometimes
Her: hahaha yes, I do. They’re great
B^)
**I’ve also been working on saying girl’s names more during interactions.I believe Chase threw that in an article somewhere.
Investment
Me: I’m surprised. We’ve been having a great little conversation!
Her: I know, right!
Me: So are you eating here?
Her: Yeah
Me: Would you like to join me for lunch for maybe ten minutes?
Her: Sure
I asked this after about ten to fifteen minutes of banter+comfort. Something that I noticed was that immediately after, she gave me less eye contact and fell more silent. Part of me was thinking that she seemed pretty aloof. Then I remembered the rule; green AND yellow mean go. I didn’t yap her ear off: instead I simply interjected with a few little comments here and there to minimize the dead space and keep it light.
3 weeks ago mental masturbation would have led to me making a b.s. excuse that I need to go. Whew.
Comfort
We grab a table. Here, I proceeded to tease her about Greek culture by asking her who her favorite Greek God was and etc.
Her: Athena
Me: Ohh, so you like to be in charge. See I told you that I sensed that passionate side in you!
Her: hahaha, who's your favorite *or something to that effect*
Story Time
Eventually, this led to me telling her the story of Pygmalion (look it up if you’d like a nice story to tell gals). The gist of it is that a talented artist makes a beautiful statue of a woman, dotes on it for a long time, then indirectly prays for it to come to life. A Greek Goddess understands his pain and then grants his wish so that he and his adored statue can become lovers. In the future, this could prove to be an excellent routine for moving on to more emotional/sensual topics. I might start recanting a few other stories I know once natural conversation threads start to wither. Kid you not, I used to read Greek mythology books like they were the tabloids or something.
During the insta-date I also found myself telling her that I’d “never done this before” (true) and that I was “surprised we were getting along so well” (true). I got “awws” and “oh really!!” to both of those… not gonna lie, I was enjoying the moment hahaha. Progress *tear*
Close
After 30 minutes of eating and talking I leave on a high note (huzzah!) and suggest lunch another time. She agrees and I hand her my phone. At this point I realize that in this entire 40 minutes there was zero kino (nooooooooo), so:
Me: Alright, lets come up with a secret handshake for the next time we meet
Her: Hahaha wtf ok
Me: *complex, ridiculous shake where I hold her hand for a bit*
Her: hahaha
Me: Can you remember that?
Her: Oh yeah, yeah definitely. So simple
Me: We’ll see
In all, that worried me the most. Sure, there were moments where we had silent, unbroken eye contact and she broke eye contact down a few times….I’m just not too certain that I came across as having a...weiner. I mean, the other day I was hugging strangers in the street. Here...a prolonged handshake. FEH!
Thoughts?
Text
I shoot her a text 30 minutes after meeting (I’ve found that if I wait more than an hour, I get zero responses) and she replies 3 minutes later saying that it was nice to meet me too.
Let’s see if I can rustle up a day 2.
Bonus
If you’ve made it this far, you get to hear that I f-ed up. A girl I number closed last week texted me THAT SAME NIGHT “what are you up to” at midnight, saying she and her friends went to a party but it was too crowded. I didn’t respond until the next day. Of course, she ignored my message.
Fiddlestix.
P.s. I have to put up the Brazilian girl’s field report. Tentative plans for a date Wednesday. Only problem is...I did daygame in the city and I live round 40 minutes away. GUHHH. I almost want her to flake. At the same time I know that's my inner afc struggling against measurable change.
What a world.
I just got back from another night street game session. I went to a very seedy part of town and didn't see much to open so I just started chats for practice (about 6 or 7). I did spit serious game at this Russian woman that caught my eye on the bus to the rail. I realized she had a ring on it though after about 10 minutes, when she was stroking her hair (I done saw it clear as day ya’ll) so I didn't push for a number exchange once we had to part ways, even though she hung around a little expectantly. The opener? "Hey does that drink actually taste good?" Eventually, we were chatting about her visiting her family back in the motherland! Had I approached direct...there's no way it would have went well. Guess that's the risk you take!
Today’s story
I met what I considered a rather attractive Greek woman today. Her face had nice, sloping lines, along with a pair of piercing green eyes.
She was standing in line. I casually sauntered up and saw her profile. Immediately I come up with some utter b.s. to get her gabbing with me.
Opener
Me: Hey, you look really familiar!
Her: Really? *She smiled here. I went for the kill*
Me: Yeah, did you go to XYZ high school
Her: No, no. I went to ABC high school
Me: Oh wow, you must have a doppelganger out there or something...this is dangerous.
Her: Hahaha yeah, maybe
From here, I continue to “plow” through the interaction using a mixture of cold reads (most of them inaccurate lol) and random silly questions. Example,
Her: Yeah I’m studying Graphic Design.
Me: Oh, that’s cool. Alright - serious question then...
Her: What?
Me: *I stare at her dead pan*
Me: Arial….or Comic Sans
Her: Huh???
What I’m starting to realize more and more is that your words do.not.matter. I just keep the girl engaged and prevent an inopportune silence while at the same time immediately shutting off the power to the yapping machine if she interjects with something. After her bewilderment at that question I say:
Me: Do you like my ridiculous questions, [insert her name]? I practice them sometimes
Her: hahaha yes, I do. They’re great
B^)
**I’ve also been working on saying girl’s names more during interactions.I believe Chase threw that in an article somewhere.
Investment
Me: I’m surprised. We’ve been having a great little conversation!
Her: I know, right!
Me: So are you eating here?
Her: Yeah
Me: Would you like to join me for lunch for maybe ten minutes?
Her: Sure
I asked this after about ten to fifteen minutes of banter+comfort. Something that I noticed was that immediately after, she gave me less eye contact and fell more silent. Part of me was thinking that she seemed pretty aloof. Then I remembered the rule; green AND yellow mean go. I didn’t yap her ear off: instead I simply interjected with a few little comments here and there to minimize the dead space and keep it light.
3 weeks ago mental masturbation would have led to me making a b.s. excuse that I need to go. Whew.
Comfort
We grab a table. Here, I proceeded to tease her about Greek culture by asking her who her favorite Greek God was and etc.
Her: Athena
Me: Ohh, so you like to be in charge. See I told you that I sensed that passionate side in you!
Her: hahaha, who's your favorite *or something to that effect*
Story Time
Eventually, this led to me telling her the story of Pygmalion (look it up if you’d like a nice story to tell gals). The gist of it is that a talented artist makes a beautiful statue of a woman, dotes on it for a long time, then indirectly prays for it to come to life. A Greek Goddess understands his pain and then grants his wish so that he and his adored statue can become lovers. In the future, this could prove to be an excellent routine for moving on to more emotional/sensual topics. I might start recanting a few other stories I know once natural conversation threads start to wither. Kid you not, I used to read Greek mythology books like they were the tabloids or something.
During the insta-date I also found myself telling her that I’d “never done this before” (true) and that I was “surprised we were getting along so well” (true). I got “awws” and “oh really!!” to both of those… not gonna lie, I was enjoying the moment hahaha. Progress *tear*
Close
After 30 minutes of eating and talking I leave on a high note (huzzah!) and suggest lunch another time. She agrees and I hand her my phone. At this point I realize that in this entire 40 minutes there was zero kino (nooooooooo), so:
Me: Alright, lets come up with a secret handshake for the next time we meet
Her: Hahaha wtf ok
Me: *complex, ridiculous shake where I hold her hand for a bit*
Her: hahaha
Me: Can you remember that?
Her: Oh yeah, yeah definitely. So simple
Me: We’ll see
In all, that worried me the most. Sure, there were moments where we had silent, unbroken eye contact and she broke eye contact down a few times….I’m just not too certain that I came across as having a...weiner. I mean, the other day I was hugging strangers in the street. Here...a prolonged handshake. FEH!
Thoughts?
Text
I shoot her a text 30 minutes after meeting (I’ve found that if I wait more than an hour, I get zero responses) and she replies 3 minutes later saying that it was nice to meet me too.
Let’s see if I can rustle up a day 2.
Bonus
If you’ve made it this far, you get to hear that I f-ed up. A girl I number closed last week texted me THAT SAME NIGHT “what are you up to” at midnight, saying she and her friends went to a party but it was too crowded. I didn’t respond until the next day. Of course, she ignored my message.
Fiddlestix.
P.s. I have to put up the Brazilian girl’s field report. Tentative plans for a date Wednesday. Only problem is...I did daygame in the city and I live round 40 minutes away. GUHHH. I almost want her to flake. At the same time I know that's my inner afc struggling against measurable change.
What a world.
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