I'm the guy who would go to a bar or club and sit in the corner feeling sorry for myself like a little bitch. I would NEVER attempt to talk to anyone and as the time went by I would get more and more depressed and angry with myself until I would just leave.
A few weeks ago someone told me to get a copy of The Game. I did... but reluctantly. I was thinking it was going to be an awful cliche about 70's play boy rejects trying to live in the past.
I was certainly wrong! I'm a very technical minded person and for me to accept anything it needs to be laid out in a clear and logical manner. If it cannot be quantified and measured, then it's BS.
In reading The Game I was amazed as how clearly defined the PUA techniques are. Once I realized what I was reading I could hardly put it down for several days until I had read it from cover to cover. That is what I did over the Christmas Holiday... I read The Game.
With my new found wisdom I struck out to a local cafe that has a hot cashier I noticed the weekend before. I walked in but she was not working that day, so I turned around and walked out (Normally I would feel sorry for myself and still buy something so I wouldn't look odd). I drove down the road a bit to another restaurant that I had not been in for a long time. I walked in and went straight for the bar where I found a Latino HB8.
I opened with the Jealous GF and then did some fluff talk after that. Eventually she mentioned that she had studied psychology, so I gave her the Cube Test, which she found very entertaining.
I *thought* I was making some good progress, but then I suddenly realized that I was getting stuck in the Friend Zone and had become a Dancing Monkey.
I tried to change that by using some mild kino and then asking her out for New Years Eve. That is when I realized she was a perpetual "Just a Friend" because she started telling me about some poor AFC she "really really likes a lot and who is her beeeest friend in the world". I could just see the guy... being strung along for YEARS by her but never getting anywhere.
That is when I paid my ticket and walked out.
Granted, it was a total failure... but I consider it good for a first attempt. I also learned a lot from it.
I decided I would try again New Years Eve. Below are a few pics I was able to take. Granted, I had the "Happy New Years - Give me a Kiss" momentum on my side... so I will not expect this to happen as easily in the future.
This was the first little kiss I got that evening. I think I invented an opener by accident with her. I happened to be walking passed at the exact same moment some guy puked in front of her. I dub thee... The Puke Opener.
I opened this one with the Jealous GF and did the NLP gag with a coil that contained her feelings for her.....
lesbian GF
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Being this was my second Sarging attempt, I wasn't able to get up the nearve to push for more... but I definitely felt some vibes with the first girl. Maybe next time I'll have the guts to go for it.
I opened this one and her sister in law (not in pic) with Do you Believe in Magic. I "implanted" the thought of [Seven] in her mind. Before hand she said she would make out with her sister in law if I got it right, but due to the loud music I thought she said "make out with you". As you can see... she is a bit surprised by the kiss I'm planting on her.
Well, that's it... my entry into the Community.
I definitely can use some feedback in the field, so if anyone would be willing to have me join in on a sarge I would certainly appreciate it.
