THE FORUMS
AJ goes social
Field report for Saturday the 31th of April.
I leave the security of my home, laptop, music instrument and other things I've usually entertained myself with and go out to cold approach. Walk to town and there's were the action starts.
I'm walking down the street and I start hearing the noise of heels hitting the asphalt. I slowly start turning around and spot a gorgeous girl walking slightly faster than me.
Me - Stressed? (Said really slowly, calmly and loudly)
G (girl) - Oh, no. I'm just cold.
Chatting a while, discussing nonsense like my sweater 'n stuff.
G - I'm actually on my way to Burger King.
Me- Oh, you gonna work?
G- Noooo! I'm just up for a cup of coffee
Me- Oh, coffee is awesome.
G- Care to join me?
Me- Sure..
We're walking to burger King, it's closed. She gets really upset. I somehow manage to shift her attention and we walk to another place that's open and the interaction continues.
Me- I'd like some classic black coffee please.
G- I'd like a double espresso.
Me- Holy whack a moley babe. Can you really handle a double espresso?
G- Yeah, it's fine.
Me- No! You're gonna get hyper on me aren't ya?
G- What?
Me- Like running around, climbing on all of the walls yelling like crazy...
G- Giggles, nah.
I continue to tease her a bit, riffin' on that this was the quickest date discicion ever 'n such.
The conversation continues, we're commenting on the other people there, having eye contact, she crosses her legs:
Me- NO!
G- What?
Me- You can't sit like that.
G- I know...
Me- NO! It means you don't like me.
G- But I always sit like this.
Me - Not when you're around me. (Grabs her leg and moves it).
G- talks about how she'd been trying to not sit like that 'cause of circulation issues (blood circulation)
The conversation continues, I notice her pupils dilating and this fucked up thought pattern starts emerging in my head... You didn't start kinoing dude (I actually did, not much but I did some... I just didn't notice)... It's fucked... Tyler said KINO immidietly. Unfortunately I don't accept the fact that I didn't kino and start there... I just get a bit angry at my self.
She wants to find her friends, we go to the station, vibing and then her friends come. I introduce myself and we chat a little bit and then I walk off...
OZZIE WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I NEEDED YOU?!! :P
I find her later but nothing happens.
The rest of the night is a wreck.
I open a girl and try to role play but she falls asleep so that was epic fail. I get opened by a drunk girl I found very awkward commenting on my glasses so I discard her and walk home with my dick in my hand.
I leave the security of my home, laptop, music instrument and other things I've usually entertained myself with and go out to cold approach. Walk to town and there's were the action starts.
I'm walking down the street and I start hearing the noise of heels hitting the asphalt. I slowly start turning around and spot a gorgeous girl walking slightly faster than me.
Me - Stressed? (Said really slowly, calmly and loudly)
G (girl) - Oh, no. I'm just cold.
Chatting a while, discussing nonsense like my sweater 'n stuff.
G - I'm actually on my way to Burger King.
Me- Oh, you gonna work?
G- Noooo! I'm just up for a cup of coffee
Me- Oh, coffee is awesome.
G- Care to join me?
Me- Sure..
We're walking to burger King, it's closed. She gets really upset. I somehow manage to shift her attention and we walk to another place that's open and the interaction continues.
Me- I'd like some classic black coffee please.
G- I'd like a double espresso.
Me- Holy whack a moley babe. Can you really handle a double espresso?
G- Yeah, it's fine.
Me- No! You're gonna get hyper on me aren't ya?
G- What?
Me- Like running around, climbing on all of the walls yelling like crazy...
G- Giggles, nah.
I continue to tease her a bit, riffin' on that this was the quickest date discicion ever 'n such.
The conversation continues, we're commenting on the other people there, having eye contact, she crosses her legs:
Me- NO!
G- What?
Me- You can't sit like that.
G- I know...
Me- NO! It means you don't like me.
G- But I always sit like this.
Me - Not when you're around me. (Grabs her leg and moves it).
G- talks about how she'd been trying to not sit like that 'cause of circulation issues (blood circulation)
The conversation continues, I notice her pupils dilating and this fucked up thought pattern starts emerging in my head... You didn't start kinoing dude (I actually did, not much but I did some... I just didn't notice)... It's fucked... Tyler said KINO immidietly. Unfortunately I don't accept the fact that I didn't kino and start there... I just get a bit angry at my self.
She wants to find her friends, we go to the station, vibing and then her friends come. I introduce myself and we chat a little bit and then I walk off...
OZZIE WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I NEEDED YOU?!! :P
I find her later but nothing happens.
The rest of the night is a wreck.
I open a girl and try to role play but she falls asleep so that was epic fail. I get opened by a drunk girl I found very awkward commenting on my glasses so I discard her and walk home with my dick in my hand.
__________________
London bootcamp alumnus
Punning the obstacle course - the bootcamp review
Pounding Fear in the Rear - the field reports
Looking for qualified wings in the south west of Sweden.
"Failure is an option, fear is not" - James Cameron
Punning the obstacle course - the bootcamp review
Pounding Fear in the Rear - the field reports
Looking for qualified wings in the south west of Sweden.
"Failure is an option, fear is not" - James Cameron
Field report of Saturday the 7th of may.
Daytime:
AJ leaves the security of his home with his roommate and her little sister, for some reason, (I woke up in state), so I was pumped... Let me describe this in detail.
I was jumping, running, doing cartwheels around the environment, picking, eating & smelling flowers.
Anyway, we hit town, we part and I bump into a cute girl.
Me- HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
G- Wait.. It's not my birthday.
Me- But I got you flowers...
G- eeh, not really my.
Me- But I have my brown shoes on. (Looking at my shoes and back at her)
G takes my flowers and start moving past me.
Me- Bye honey!
I walk around, enjoying town. Run into some people I know (they're working so we just hug and chat for a bit).
I get my hands on a balloon (This is a very important weapon in my arsenal. We'll come to this later).
I bump into a bachelorette party. Chat a bit with the group (the bride's not there yet) and then leave.
I go into a mall and for some wierd reason I end up in a beuty shop (ya know with lipstics, colognes, makup 'n stuff).
Hmm, I notice a gorgeous shop assistant managing a drawer, she looks very very busy. I have no line in mind to open.
Appearently no line necessary... I got my balloon, remember?
Me- Hits the girl in the head with the balloon.
G- Gives me a weird look. (I wasn't satisfied with this at all so..)
Me- Hit's the girl in the head with the balloon again
G- Looks a little bit amused and really confused.
(Hmm, looks like I have to bring out the verbal communication here)
Me- Do you think I'm allowed to do this? (Hits her again)
G- Whaa? (Now like, really confused)
Me- Is this against the law? (Hits her again)
G- (Starts to feel a little playful I think) Not really I think, I can't call the cops on you. But I might call security so they can make a guy come here.
Me- Shit! Are they big those guys?
G- Some of them.
Me- Bigger than me?
G- Yeah
Me- Then don't call security, I wouldn't like that.
Can't really remember much detail, but we chatted a while and then I left. I gave away my balloon to a little kid who got seemed to get really happy.
I found the bachelorette party again (with the bride in it, painting something).
Me- Hey. How's she doing?
Girl in the group - Go see.
I walk up to the bride, and we immediatly start bantering. Just to clarify this: I am not hitting on the bride, just playing around with her for amusement.
Me- It's amazing that you've managed to paint everything in different nuances of purple.
Bride - Yeah, it's my favourite colour.
Me- So totally matches your Glasses (she had purple glasses) And your..
Bride - What?
Me- Guess
Bride- I don't know, tell me.
Me- no Guess!
Bride- I can't think of any!!!
Me- Your earrings of course!, Oh look! Now you've got even more purple on you (she spilled some on her fingers)
Bride- Do you want some?
Me- YEAH! (Leaning in with my cheek)
Bride - paints my cheek.
Me- I really didn't think you'd do that...
I walked away laughing, strutting away and showing my "battle scar" to everyone.
I then find myself in that beuty shop again.
Me- Hey! Have anything that could cure this?
G1 (the girl from before, balloon girl if you will...) Yeah, try this (hands me a napkin).
I remove some of it and leave some.
Me- How about it?
Customer (also girl, not interested in her though, but she seemed friendly so I didn't mind her hijacking the conversation)
- No you've got some left there.
Me- Remove it for me.
C - Sure.
C- I recognize you.
Me- Sure you do
We riff on this some, but she have to leave and I continue to chat a bit with the shop attentant but eventually I get a little bit tired and leave.
Evening!!
Mentally strengthened from the whacky day I just had (I haven't had a day like this before, I've alway surpressed my "weird" ideas, but not anymore. Done in the right mindset they're awesome). I dress up a little bit, shave, take a shower and hit the town.
I got into a club, chatted some with the bouncer and went in. I let the club get on top of me and I started to feel small ya know. Like, uh, I should go home. After a while a snapped myself out of it a little bit by telling myself. OK! I have to open, just anyone because I have to start moving in another direction, so I do.
I start talking to this russian dude who's at the club that barely speaks english. We try for a little bit, I meet his buddy and then leave the club thinking: I can get in somewhere else and get a fresh start.
So I leave and get into another venue. I'm walking up to a girl to chat when the russian dude intercepts. HEY MAN! WHAT UP?!!
I'm like w/e and chat some with them 'cause they seemed entertaining. I like chatting with foreign guys because I want to be shown hospitality when I'm alone far away from home.
They're like 45 btw.
Eventually one of them asks for my phone number. I'm like, sure. Why not.
Big mistake.
Allow me to repeat.
Big.
Mistake.
Because 10 minutes later he started talking about how he wanted to cook for my "mama and dada". I'm like, wtf dude? No. They don't live here. .. No! and leave.
But remember. I gave my number away... to 2 russian guys.. that wants to cook for my parents. WTF?
I'm like. Shit! I better get talking to some other guys and that's QUICK!
I run over to a group dressed up as mexicans and talk to them (In english, we're in Norway and I speak norwegian) with a borat like accent.
AAAAAAHHH! Sombrero man, very nice!! HIGH FIST (ya know when you bump each others fists), HIGH FIVE!!! and just messing around. When they ask where I'm from and I say Sweden (Swedish and Norwegian are really similar) they crack up and we are having a blast.
Then what happens? Mexican music time. IT*S HAT DANCE! And we run around singing like crazy folks.
This goes on for a while, and I just talk to everyone, grab everyone, high five everyone. I notice how people start looking at me, reacting to me and lean in to me when we speak. (I've gotten my vocal projection down pretty good so I can stand tall). Anyway I start seeing the russian guys everywhere I wanna go so I tell myself. Ok, I better process this, go home, survive and take the lessons I've learned today..
So I get my coat and start my journey towards the door.
HELL NO!
2 set of cute girls poke me.
G1 - Can I try you glasses? (Reaching for them=
Me- (Takes a step back). No!
G1- I wanna try them
Me- (I wanted to leave remember?) NO!
G1- Please...
Me- No
(For some reason, I'm kinoing like crazy and I can tell she likes it. My mind is like, wtf?!! I Wanna go home).
G1- Reaches for my glasses
Me- grabs her hands and stuff
G2- Just let her try them
Me- No!.
G2- Why don't you wa
Me- NO!
I start like really looking into G1 eyes, she put her tounge out, I put mine out, back in... just fucking around basically. I do my mean guy look (smiling with my mouth but not with my eyes). This just continues to crash my reality of being a chode that doesn't get it with girls so I just walk away because the way I'm treated is not in alignment with my self image. This is a good thing, but it really screws with you.
So I'm walking towards the door and I can tell that a cute girl is really looking at me, so I look back and she tries to open me:
G- Hey do you have snuff?
(I'm like really tired, exhausted and confused at this point because I've never been this "popular", I felt like Neo in a way)
Me- Nah, I don't do tobacco
G- OH! You're from Sweden?
Me- Yeah
G- What do you do here? WHere do you work? (starts interviewing me).
I'm kinda bitchy towards her and that I feel is like my biggest mistake here. I know, a lot of you might have thought that leaving when my social proof was through the roof is a bigger mistake or not going farther with the glasses girl was a bigger mistake but, I really value being nice to other people. What I can do from this is learn from it. Next time I feel like this and a girl starts hitting on me I'm gonna try honesty, like:
Hey, you seem really cool and I'd really like to talk to you. But right now, I'm leaving. (Hand her cellphone). Gimmie your number and maybe we can chill together sometime.
Anyway, lessons learned so far:
I might not be the coolest pimp ever, but people will like me anyway and I really have value to offer to them. There's no need to tell myself I'm something which I'm not when what I am is good enough to attract people. Especially when that's what's really going to change who I am, congruently.
Open everyone, it gives you social proof, get's you talkative and makes weird and funny things happen to you.
Be creative.
My focus for next time, kino and still open everyone.
Daytime:
AJ leaves the security of his home with his roommate and her little sister, for some reason, (I woke up in state), so I was pumped... Let me describe this in detail.
I was jumping, running, doing cartwheels around the environment, picking, eating & smelling flowers.
Anyway, we hit town, we part and I bump into a cute girl.
Me- HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
G- Wait.. It's not my birthday.
Me- But I got you flowers...
G- eeh, not really my.
Me- But I have my brown shoes on. (Looking at my shoes and back at her)
G takes my flowers and start moving past me.
Me- Bye honey!
I walk around, enjoying town. Run into some people I know (they're working so we just hug and chat for a bit).
I get my hands on a balloon (This is a very important weapon in my arsenal. We'll come to this later).
I bump into a bachelorette party. Chat a bit with the group (the bride's not there yet) and then leave.
I go into a mall and for some wierd reason I end up in a beuty shop (ya know with lipstics, colognes, makup 'n stuff).
Hmm, I notice a gorgeous shop assistant managing a drawer, she looks very very busy. I have no line in mind to open.
Appearently no line necessary... I got my balloon, remember?
Me- Hits the girl in the head with the balloon.
G- Gives me a weird look. (I wasn't satisfied with this at all so..)
Me- Hit's the girl in the head with the balloon again
G- Looks a little bit amused and really confused.
(Hmm, looks like I have to bring out the verbal communication here)
Me- Do you think I'm allowed to do this? (Hits her again)
G- Whaa? (Now like, really confused)
Me- Is this against the law? (Hits her again)
G- (Starts to feel a little playful I think) Not really I think, I can't call the cops on you. But I might call security so they can make a guy come here.
Me- Shit! Are they big those guys?
G- Some of them.
Me- Bigger than me?
G- Yeah
Me- Then don't call security, I wouldn't like that.
Can't really remember much detail, but we chatted a while and then I left. I gave away my balloon to a little kid who got seemed to get really happy.
I found the bachelorette party again (with the bride in it, painting something).
Me- Hey. How's she doing?
Girl in the group - Go see.
I walk up to the bride, and we immediatly start bantering. Just to clarify this: I am not hitting on the bride, just playing around with her for amusement.
Me- It's amazing that you've managed to paint everything in different nuances of purple.
Bride - Yeah, it's my favourite colour.
Me- So totally matches your Glasses (she had purple glasses) And your..
Bride - What?
Me- Guess
Bride- I don't know, tell me.
Me- no Guess!
Bride- I can't think of any!!!
Me- Your earrings of course!, Oh look! Now you've got even more purple on you (she spilled some on her fingers)
Bride- Do you want some?
Me- YEAH! (Leaning in with my cheek)
Bride - paints my cheek.
Me- I really didn't think you'd do that...
I walked away laughing, strutting away and showing my "battle scar" to everyone.
I then find myself in that beuty shop again.
Me- Hey! Have anything that could cure this?
G1 (the girl from before, balloon girl if you will...) Yeah, try this (hands me a napkin).
I remove some of it and leave some.
Me- How about it?
Customer (also girl, not interested in her though, but she seemed friendly so I didn't mind her hijacking the conversation)
- No you've got some left there.
Me- Remove it for me.
C - Sure.
C- I recognize you.
Me- Sure you do
We riff on this some, but she have to leave and I continue to chat a bit with the shop attentant but eventually I get a little bit tired and leave.
Evening!!
Mentally strengthened from the whacky day I just had (I haven't had a day like this before, I've alway surpressed my "weird" ideas, but not anymore. Done in the right mindset they're awesome). I dress up a little bit, shave, take a shower and hit the town.
I got into a club, chatted some with the bouncer and went in. I let the club get on top of me and I started to feel small ya know. Like, uh, I should go home. After a while a snapped myself out of it a little bit by telling myself. OK! I have to open, just anyone because I have to start moving in another direction, so I do.
I start talking to this russian dude who's at the club that barely speaks english. We try for a little bit, I meet his buddy and then leave the club thinking: I can get in somewhere else and get a fresh start.
So I leave and get into another venue. I'm walking up to a girl to chat when the russian dude intercepts. HEY MAN! WHAT UP?!!
I'm like w/e and chat some with them 'cause they seemed entertaining. I like chatting with foreign guys because I want to be shown hospitality when I'm alone far away from home.
They're like 45 btw.
Eventually one of them asks for my phone number. I'm like, sure. Why not.
Big mistake.
Allow me to repeat.
Big.
Mistake.
Because 10 minutes later he started talking about how he wanted to cook for my "mama and dada". I'm like, wtf dude? No. They don't live here. .. No! and leave.
But remember. I gave my number away... to 2 russian guys.. that wants to cook for my parents. WTF?
I'm like. Shit! I better get talking to some other guys and that's QUICK!
I run over to a group dressed up as mexicans and talk to them (In english, we're in Norway and I speak norwegian) with a borat like accent.
AAAAAAHHH! Sombrero man, very nice!! HIGH FIST (ya know when you bump each others fists), HIGH FIVE!!! and just messing around. When they ask where I'm from and I say Sweden (Swedish and Norwegian are really similar) they crack up and we are having a blast.
Then what happens? Mexican music time. IT*S HAT DANCE! And we run around singing like crazy folks.
This goes on for a while, and I just talk to everyone, grab everyone, high five everyone. I notice how people start looking at me, reacting to me and lean in to me when we speak. (I've gotten my vocal projection down pretty good so I can stand tall). Anyway I start seeing the russian guys everywhere I wanna go so I tell myself. Ok, I better process this, go home, survive and take the lessons I've learned today..
So I get my coat and start my journey towards the door.
HELL NO!
2 set of cute girls poke me.
G1 - Can I try you glasses? (Reaching for them=
Me- (Takes a step back). No!
G1- I wanna try them
Me- (I wanted to leave remember?) NO!
G1- Please...
Me- No
(For some reason, I'm kinoing like crazy and I can tell she likes it. My mind is like, wtf?!! I Wanna go home).
G1- Reaches for my glasses
Me- grabs her hands and stuff
G2- Just let her try them
Me- No!.
G2- Why don't you wa
Me- NO!
I start like really looking into G1 eyes, she put her tounge out, I put mine out, back in... just fucking around basically. I do my mean guy look (smiling with my mouth but not with my eyes). This just continues to crash my reality of being a chode that doesn't get it with girls so I just walk away because the way I'm treated is not in alignment with my self image. This is a good thing, but it really screws with you.
So I'm walking towards the door and I can tell that a cute girl is really looking at me, so I look back and she tries to open me:
G- Hey do you have snuff?
(I'm like really tired, exhausted and confused at this point because I've never been this "popular", I felt like Neo in a way)
Me- Nah, I don't do tobacco
G- OH! You're from Sweden?
Me- Yeah
G- What do you do here? WHere do you work? (starts interviewing me).
I'm kinda bitchy towards her and that I feel is like my biggest mistake here. I know, a lot of you might have thought that leaving when my social proof was through the roof is a bigger mistake or not going farther with the glasses girl was a bigger mistake but, I really value being nice to other people. What I can do from this is learn from it. Next time I feel like this and a girl starts hitting on me I'm gonna try honesty, like:
Hey, you seem really cool and I'd really like to talk to you. But right now, I'm leaving. (Hand her cellphone). Gimmie your number and maybe we can chill together sometime.
Anyway, lessons learned so far:
I might not be the coolest pimp ever, but people will like me anyway and I really have value to offer to them. There's no need to tell myself I'm something which I'm not when what I am is good enough to attract people. Especially when that's what's really going to change who I am, congruently.
Open everyone, it gives you social proof, get's you talkative and makes weird and funny things happen to you.
Be creative.
My focus for next time, kino and still open everyone.
__________________
London bootcamp alumnus
Punning the obstacle course - the bootcamp review
Pounding Fear in the Rear - the field reports
Looking for qualified wings in the south west of Sweden.
"Failure is an option, fear is not" - James Cameron
Punning the obstacle course - the bootcamp review
Pounding Fear in the Rear - the field reports
Looking for qualified wings in the south west of Sweden.
"Failure is an option, fear is not" - James Cameron
Arlin Kjellqvist
Member
Join Date: 05/08/2011 | Posts: 64
Here I'm going to be posting field reports of all ordinary, awesome and horrible approaches that gets stuck in my mind.
I am not going to judge looks or anything like that.
I am going to post field reports of more than interactions with women, also with dudes. If I find them worth mentioning.
My purpose of this is to get things out of my head and move past them.
So, a small background check.
I'm 21, currently living in Norway. Moving to Sweden in 2 weeks. I've never had a girl friend & I'm a virgin.
Does this make me a loser?
Of course not. I've just had other priorities in life. Until recently.
I've finally started doing some progress with my cold approaching and I do hope that these reports will be inspirational, educational and entertaining for your guys.
Also, I just wanted to mention this: I've learned more every weekend I were out, that every month spent reading.
So, below is the holy content of mass seduction.
Punning the obstacle course - the bootcamp review
Pounding Fear in the Rear - the field reports
Looking for qualified wings in the south west of Sweden.
"Failure is an option, fear is not" - James Cameron