I am feeling an abnormal amount of nostalgia and inspiration to write today. This is something that happened to me last June. Oddly enough as of June I had been practicing pickup for exactly one year. To those of you who don't know me I'll give a little backstory first.
Right around March-April of 09 I had a drunken conversation with a friend about a book he saw sitting next to someone's shitter and read the first few chapters of called "The Game". My friend and I had a similar situation. We both had tons of women in our life but were seemed to be lbjf'd by all of them. He was a stand up commedian and I was an extremely social and outgoing guy. We had a lot of attractive girls in our social circle that we partied with frequently. We could not seem to shake this "good guy" tag that we both had been given. This coupled with the heartbreak of my past and the many self inadequacy issues I had developed led to a pretty big lack of success with women. It took a drunken 4:00 am trip to Taco Bell for us to share this frustration with each other. We were not particularly close and this is not generally the type of thing you talk to dudes about anyway. I had at that point seen the VH1 reality show and thought that the whole pick up artist thing was pretty douschy and prob only existed and worked in flashy high profile cities like L.A. or New York. But regardless I felt motivated to grab The Game which my friend was convinced contained the secret to pulling hoes, and read it in 1 sitting the next day. Reading The Game and eating Dickies BBQ is the perfect cure for a hangover by the way. Shortly after that I read the Art of Seduction and pretty much anything and everything I could find online on the topic of pick up. It wasn't until June that year that I found out about an active Lair in Dallas on meetup.com. Even with my misconceptions about the whole thing I wanted to go. It was there that I met my original wing (Carnal) and started going out with the purpose to practice this stuff. Right around the same time my comedian friend jokingly gave me the nickname Ram and told everyone else we work with to put their own spin on it. Rambo, Ramses, Ram-bam-thank-you-maam, Ram-a-lama-ding-dong, trust me I have heard them all. At least the nickname stuck.
Fast forward a year
I was driving home and this realy attractive young girl in a Cadilac CTS pulled up next to me at a stop light. I look her way and she had a huge smile on her face. She rolled down her window and beckoned me to do the same.
Girl - What are you doing?
Ram - I'm driving home
Girl - You are hot pull over and come talk to me.
We pull over into the nearest parking lot, oddly enough it was the adult bookstore right off Mockingbird.
Girl - So, what are you up to tonight?
Ram - I'm actually really tired and thinking about going to bed early.
Girl - Want to hang out with me instead?
Ram - I don't even know your name.
Girl - It's Candy. Want to go watch a movie with me or hang out?
Ram - Well Candy, I'm Ram. Like I said I'm exhausted, give me your number and I'll call you sometime.
Candy - Why do you want my number... We're already here. Let's just go inside and watch a movie.
Ram - You want to go and watch a porno with me...
Candy - Yea... and do some other stuff....
Ram - Really...
Candy - It'll be like $25 for the movie and you can give me $100 for my time.
Ram - Why don't you pay for the movie and I'll let you hang out with me for free.
Candy - Fuck you! why would I pay for the movie?
Ram - Bitch, you are driving a Cadilac! The real question is why would I pay for the movie.
Candy - Why the fuck did you talk to me so long if you didn't want anything.
Ram - I thought you were hitting on me... I was going to see if you had a good pickup line.
A huge smirk wrapped around my face as an angry hooker peeled out of the parking lot. The moral to the story is that I really was halfway into the conversation before I realized that she wasn't hitting on me. After all most hookers don't roll around in a Caddy. People measure their success differently, and right there in that moment the thought of an attractive girl hitting on me was not out of the question, it actually happens now. I realized that was a huge success for me and an indication of how far I have come in the last year. A lot of times I'm too focosed on my next goal or the current shortcoming that I am trying to overcome. If I had the "problems" I have now back before i got into any of this... Let's just say it's been a good year.