My first night out with some PUAs

[Loki]

I am going to just save you the disapointment....I did not approach one girl the whole night. it was my first night, so sue me. i met up with mojo. wait! let me back up. last week i find this sight. i post a couple times under "jables". i get an email from someone who knows me! i guess using an email with my name in it....pretty smart. anyway, mojo knows me from college. we meet up at uptown pub in west village and talk about the whole community which is TOTALLY new to me. fuck. ok. let me back up again. i got there before he did. as i was waiting, i see this table of four HOT girls. two where definately 8s. i think that maybe i should try to approach as that is kinda the point, but i chick shit out. dont you hate me already? so mojo shows up and is talking about the community and says, "let me show...." trails off. jumps up. and bee lines it for the 4 set. close enough so i can hear him. "what do you guys think? collar in or out?" i would have bet they would blow him off and tell him they were in the middle of the convo. instead they all start shouting out their opinions. trying to talk over each other. one is saying he is trying to hard. another in. another something i cant hear. its fucking brilliant. totally smooth. it seemed like he really gave a shit what they thought. so he comes back and says JUST loud enough for them to hear, "in seems to be the popular choice. in it is." talk about NO FEAR. some other dude shows up. i forget his name. why do i forget his name? because im shit drunk by now. side note: it was friday and had drinks with some buddies from work. anyway, we hang for a while, each of them opening some sets (sorry i forgot your name, other dude). not many people at this small ass pub, but they make do. eventually i realize that if i stay much longer, i might start singing on the tab so i start to exit stage left. nice guy that he is, mojo INSISTS on driving me home. pushy fucker, that guy. we go and get something to eat and catch up. afterwards he talks me into going to at least one more place. not too long till last call...why not? we go to nikki (sp?) in west village which is really close to me.

so we go to the bar and get drinks. have i learned my lesson? shit im dumb. "gin and tonic." turns out it wasnt too different than asking gas and a match. mean while mojo is opening this mixed 4 set. blows out some dude and isolates this girl. then comes back to me at the bar. "gawd i LOVE blowing dudes out!" then these two hotties open him. i swear they were the hottest girls i have seen that night. apparently they ask mojo to buy them drinks. since he doesnt do that for anyone (including me), he gets them water. right from the start you can tell they are those girls you hate, that have zero respect for you before they say word one and only firt to get you to buy them a drink. now, this is just a plain dick move, but thats how i roll, im going to be a critic even though i didnt approach one girl. im going to say it. mojo should have just told them to fuck off. no water. nothing. i almost think that getting them water was like buying them a drink without the coolness of buying them a drink. its still acting like a subserviant AND you are giving them what my grandmother would have given them.

everything is a blur from here on out. i think mojo went back to girl one again. not sure about that. then a couple showed up. it might actually have been bigger than that. some other dude may have been with them. anyway, i start talking to the guy so mojo can work his mojo (you knew id say it eventually so shut it). at first this guy has no idea what was going on. then about the third time i asked him to say something in russian, he realized that mojo and his girl are getting pretty close. so he moves to that conversation. without saying ANYTHING to each other, mojo starts a convo with this dude and i start talking to this girl. it was like mojo and i were old dancing partners...except we werent. i got to talk to her for a while. even a little kino action. then dude two shows up and fucks up our game. side note: he emailed me today. how did he get my email? was i that drunk? side note2: no more drinking and sarging for me. then i started talking to some random chick. not a HB. little chunky for anyones taste. then we leave. good times.