Field Report: I sucked major donkey dick.
I cannot remember the last time I went out alone, sober for that matter.
I went to Whole Foods around 9pm for some organic grub and a rundown of my affirmations: I am enough, I want to get 3 numbers tonight, I want to go home with a girl tonight.
I searched Whole Foods after I ate and could not find an attractive girl (in my opinion) to approach until I came across a worker there. She was a young petite brunette and I pussed out of it.
10pm. I sat in my car and drank my margarita (sorry Andrzej , I had to) to get some liquid courage in me. I bumped some tunes and started texting my brother and a girl to get some positive energy flowing through me.
From there I walked down North ave and looked for a single girl to approach. Every girl I seen was with someone; and since I didn't have any social momentum built up, I pussed out. Although I did approach one girl who was going to work the night shift at the hospital. I wasn't attracted to her at all but I wanted to build my social momentum and give her good conversation.
11pm. After pussing out for an hour I went down to Water st and there was a lot more selection there but I still pussed out.
I sat in my car and embraced my fear.
12pm Then my friend Kevin; whom I met through RSD, text me to come back down to North Ave.
I met up with Kevin and his drunk social friends and suddenly I did a 180.
Kevin was sober and takes gaming a lot more seriously. Even though he has a girlfriend right now he winged me as I made some approaches.
Sorry Mike I totally forgot to take pics and vids but I will next time.
I managed to get one number and I even invited her to an after party (my bedroom) but she politely declined.
I noticed my game improved since I have been working on my voice tonality and eye contact. I can feel her becoming attracted to longer I hold eye contact.
There were a lot of drunk chicks and Amogs in the bar so next time I will look for a more classier place.
One big dude came up to me when I was talking to his girl and I just looked him dead in the eye and asked "is this your girlfriend?" he didn't answer and she said he is just a friend. When he realized I was legit he shook my hand and walked away.
Needless to say had I not met up with Kevin and his friends I would of had a terrible night.
Keys I have learned: I need a wingman. For now anyway. Its good to surround yourself with like minded people. Ones that will push you. A couple of times Kevin told me to reproach, even though I was blown out the first time. I get a natural high when I do this.
I need to do some day game to build social momentum. Open all: chicks, dudes, young, old, it doesn't matter.
Maintain eye contact. For at least 3 seconds. Girls do this to see if you have any chinks in your armor. If you are for real or not.
Speak louder, and slower. I love going into loud clubs. The music. The dancing. But I hate trying to communicate socially. This makes a good excuse to get physical right away. Right off the bat I take her hand, bring her in, put her arm around my shoulder as I do the same and start speaking into her ear with a smile.
Speaking slower is sexier.
I am going to try and set up a date with this girl tomorrow night.
I will let you know how it goes.
Constructive criticism welcome
I put Day(s) because I went out Friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday.
My friend (and roommate) has a new dj set. He taught me how to dj, and I love it. Since I live in Wisconsin, I prefer to stay in all night and just play music, but no matter how good I get at it, it will not get me laid.
We decided to go out and check out this bar that hired some younger guys to dj there. My friend stopped playing there because they weren't paying him enough, so we went to see how terrible they were.
Low and behold: I see the last girl I had sex with. She is engaged now. I offered to dj at their wedding. She has been married twice and he has been married once so I wish them well. When I saw her, I realized that the old me was somewhat desperate and didn't care. I fucked her because I learned from Jeffy that I can only get good at fucking chicks by, fucking chicks.
It was a slow night. I only made two more approaches and that was on her friends. I tried to pull them back to my friend's place for an after bar but it was too late. I need to act on first encounter. Just fucking do it.
I went out with my same friend and his girlfriend, then another friend came out with me. No one knows I am doing this, so when I do, I just simply tell them I am out to meet new people and make more friends.
There was a 3-set of girls sitting at the bar, I didn't approach them because my friends were there and I was worried what they think. Once we left, I realized that I missed out on the opportunity and I Just Don't Fucking Care. So no matter the outcome, I am happy I approached.
We get to the venue that had a band. There was an old, hb8 that looked like a cracked out whore. I approahced her the first time by giving her the claw and saying: "who the fuck are you?" she replied with "I'm a fucking hot women."
I approached her a few more times after that. Although she blew me out the first couple approaches, I notice her watching me later when she noticed I was having more fun than her. By that time, I found hotter girls and just didn't care.
We left the venue to go to a bar. I ran into a girl my Mom works with. She was out with her friends. One of her friends found out I just got back from Afghanistan and started to get all over my shit. I gave her a little play, but then when I stopped and started talking to her friend she got all bitchy towards me. Even though she was the Alpha Femal of Group (AFOG) and the hottest, she was the most insecure. Her boyfriend came later than night: chode.
I was giving the chubby girl some advice on heath and nutrition. Then I noticed this other cute blonde in the group, who was actually nice. I built up a little rapport by talking about doing fitness workouts like Insanity.
The AFOG then pulled the cute blonde hair so hard to the point where she drug her down to the ground because she wanted to go. I felt sorry for this girl so I put my arm around her and asked if she liked her hair getting pulled and I gave it a little tug.
I fucked up. All I had to do was get her number. I had to get up early the next morning. My room is a mess. Her friends were with her. These are all fucking lame excuses that were going through my mind.
Granted, I was away for 6 months and I am getting back in the game, but I know I am an AFC and I am doing it right by going out and annotated what I did.
I went out with my wing who has been doing this for two years now. He is the one I met up with on my Day 1: Official. We went to a mall in a different city. It seems that it was family day and married women walk alone day.
I did not let that stop me. I still made a good dozen approaches and it was good training for me.
I worked on my body language and maintaining eye contact. MAINTAIN EYE CONTACT.
I didn't get a number or instadate that day, but I got a hell of a lot of approaches in.
I feel successful.
No matter where I go now, I will socialize more and become an out-going person.
I feel doing this makes a person more versitile and can react well from any emotion.
Finally. FINally. FINALLY!!!
I just watched Julien's blog on how writing down what you did (analyze your night out) is as important as going out and actually doing it. I actually watched this video the day after I had my epiphany: http://www.rsdnation.com/julien/blog/revenge-nerds-how-and-when-analyze-your-game-when-you-dont-get-laid
A few weeks ago, I joined the RSD Inner Circle Chicago. Not too long after that, I purchased a seat at the RSD World Summit 2013. I mentioned to my Chicago friends that I was going, and that I lived around the Madison, WI area. Low and behold a Madison resident messaged me and I winged with him the next week.
The guy has 2 year experience. He was giving me advice on what to say and my body language.
After about a dozen approches that night, 3 of them stick in my head: the one's I got contact informaiton from.
1. Email Address: She has a boyfriend, but was willing to give me her email addy (non-direct).
2. Facebook name: I did find her on facebook, but I had to either pay $1 or message her as an 'other'. I did the other for now.
3. Phone Number! I texted her later on that night. I didn't get anything back but I am just happy I got all three in one night.
Overall, what I learned is that body language is key. I maintained eye contact and stood in one place while I stopped the girl to talk to her. I learned a lot from my new wingman, and I plan on pushing him as much as he pushed me. I was on a natural high for the rest of the night and am finally glad I had someone come out with me and correct what I was doing wrong.
And I did not let any rejection discourage me; rather, I was happy I got the approach and had fun with it.