January 18th, 2019
London Bootcamp Review: Ozzie's Pigtail Fetish (13th - 15th May)
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Join Date: 08/17/2009 | Posts: 342

I went on an RSD bootcamp last week, and it was one of the most intense experiences of my life. Rosco and I headed south to England for a week, staying in a shitty 4-bed room in a hostel in the centre of London.

Day 1

On the Friday night, we went to meet Ozzie.

I was really nervous at first; walking to the meeting place felt really surreal and I had no idea what to expect. The email I'd gotten from RSD the day before explained that the instructor would be friendly outside of bootcamp hours but would be a no nonsense drill-sergeant during the seminar and in field portions. We got there early and had to sweat it out for a bit before Ozzie arrived, greeted us and introduced us to Paul (another bootcamp student) and the assistants. He gave a brief introduction to the program – I remember trying hard to focus on what he was saying, but it took me about ten minutes to relax and let the nerves subside; I remember some of it being about the different kinds of guys he'd had on bootcamp and how he'd come across every challenge possible while teaching them. He asked us to promise to follow his instructions to the letter and do whatever he told us. He then introduced us to 'Fear Technology'.

I had no idea what fear technology was – its something I've never read about in books or on the forum – but after the weekend the concept became completely ingrained in me; after learning and applying it infield for hours in clubs and on the street, let's just say there's no going back. Basically, the root of fear technology is the idea that the more you avoid your fear, the more it grows and the more your 'pick up performance' deteriorates over time. The solution is to spot the situations and 'sets' that scare you most and throw yourself in time and time again, surviving for a minimum of two minutes. Yes, it's as scary as it sounds... at first anyway. As Ozzie explained, after the two minutes you get over your fear hump and into your comfort zone. You realise that the set was nowhere near as scary or disastrous as you expected, and over time the repeated exposure to your fears makes them disappear. The mortal sin in this philosophy is avoidance – things like escaping to the toilet, choding at the bar etc. The more you avoid your fear, the more it grows and the worse you become. You make no progress. It does nothing but hinder your development.

It made sense to me on the first night, on a logical level. But it took the rest of the weekend to begin to understand it. The mini chode in my brain listened to Ozzie explaining it and thought “Yeah that makes sense... but mind you, I'm a fearless scottish bastard who does crazy stuff like approaching groups of girls and flirting outrageously with them; this'll be a piece of piss.” Uh huh. That delusion did not last long once we hit the club. But we still had a long time before that so I was sitting quite comfortably listening to Ozzie speak. We had five minute breaks every half hour or so which helped me relax and take things in a bit better.

After the seminar, we hit the streets and travelled to Leicester Square. Ozzie introduced us to his 'social pressure' drills, which I'd heard a little about from the forums. The first drill involved us standing about 15 foot away from him and the rest of the guys in a crowded street, talking loudly about an 'uncool subject' of our choice. Mine was Lord of the Rings. The goal was to survive two minutes of social pressure from passers by; who looked a little shocked and confused as I started shouting about the gods of the Valar, Elrond's hot daughter Arwen, and 'big fiery demons' called Balrogs. We did the drill three times each, moving to an even more crowded street each time. It didn't feel too uncomfortable at first, but two minutes can feel like a LONG time, and I was constantly trying to beat the clock. For the next drill, we slowly walked backwards through a crowded street and smiled at people as we passed. Again, this didn't feel too bad for me – the only worry was walking into the road, which obviously never happened. The final drill consisted of us standing on an island in the middle of the road, hanging on to a lampost, and posing in an obviously gay position, talking about our uncool subjects. This was a little more daunting to start with, but again was fine once I got into it. After we'd each survived our two minutes, it was time to do street sets.

We did so many street sets its impossible to remember even half of them. The mission was to approach the moving set Ozzie pointed out to us, open with 'is Leicester Square a real square?' and survive two minutes. A lot of them went well for me, which was really surprising considering that they were obviously on their way somewhere and that we had to fight off club promoters in-set. Also, about half the girls didn't speak English, which made things interesting. Over the three days, we approached girls in big groups, girls with earphones in, pregnant girls, girls out with their parents, girls on their way to work, nervous Asian girls who ran terrified down the street, and, in one case, a pair of transvestites. After an hour of solid approaching, we went into the tube station. We did another social pressure drill, which was another 'uncool subject' one, this time on an escalator. I felt pretty much immune to them by now but it was funny to see the people on the escalator standing right next to me while I did it, looking uncomfortable because they were unable to 'escape'. When we reached the bottom, we regrouped and Ozzie had us approach girls going up on the escalators. We had to run through the crowds, get in front of the girl and use the shitty 'Leicester Square' opener. Again, the results were better than expected and I was starting to look forward to the club, despite the fact that I was getting pretty tired.

We had another half hour of seminar before we hit the club and I was looking forward to doing 'normal' club game. Ozzie taught us how to 'spot' our thoughts when we see a set that scares us and told us some of the standard thought processes that go on in our head when we fear a situation.

Labelling – creating mental labels to stop yourself from approaching (stuff like “you're too weird tonight”, “you're not cool enough to talk to her” etc.)
Mind Reading – trying to read what the girl thinks of you (“she'll think you're creepy”)
Fortune Telling – trying to predict an outcome before you approach or before the set is finished
Disqualifying the Positive – thinking that the whole set/night was a failure because you didn't get the results you wanted or you did 1 thing wrong.
Catastrophic Outcome – thinking something disastrous will happen if you approach (“she'll laugh at me”, “her boyfriend will beat me up.”)

He told us to pick the two that we identify with most. I wrote down disqualifying the positive and catastrophic outcome. Ozzie said the club we were going to was going to be tough. He wasn't kidding. I didn't realise the full implications of fear technology until then; we went inside and discovered that he had not been exaggerating. The place was LOUD and packed full of super hot model type girls. There were a good mix of guys and girls but some of the guys were actual giants, 7ft muscley fuckers. Ozzie made us walk around the club in 3 different modes – loser mode, champ mode, and neutral mode – and told us to spot our thoughts for signs of the patterns he mentioned earlier. He then took us in to the middle of the dancefloor and pointed out some hard sets, without sending us in, to get us nice and scared.

Ozzie's social intuition is amazing. He new exactly what to say to each of us to fill us with fear, spotted the exact moment we'd had enough, and set us in to each of our worst nightmares. I tried to trick him by pretending to be afraid of the hot model chicks, but he knew. He sent me into mixed sets with the giants every time. Bastard. The first night was definitely the hardest for me, it took so much effort to approach in that state. Later he'd discuss how it looked like we were either running on the spot like a cartoon character or trudging in like we were wearing 200lbs boots. My mind chode got royally fucked over. I overcompensated my fear on every approach and went in HOSTILE AS FUCK, trying to do all the lame 'player' shit I'd been doing in the clubs back home. Needless to say, some of the sets ended badly. There were a few close calls where it looked like I might have got into a fight, and one instance where a chick spat on me. Not nice. Ozzie kept trying to help me, telling me to ignore the guys and just go in low energy, like he had demonstrated earlier, but I didnt listen and kept trying to 'pump my state' throughout the night. He sent me in again and again, into couples making out, big groups of 6 guys drooling over 1 girl, and into a set consisting of a pissed off cage fighter and his girlfriend.

Eventually, however, it started to work. Everything got stripped down to what Ozzie had told us before: SURVIVE FOR 2 MINUTES. I stopped worrying about the outcome past that point and just went in relaxed, talking about nothing. No jokes, no DHV stuff. The change was amazing. I felt much more present in set and forgot about beating the clock. I took a pointer from Ozzie about just being friendly and the night started going better. Something big clicked after a few 'friendly' sets. Rosco and I had talked before about some friends back home who had what we called invisible game; they would ask lame stuff like “So where are you from?” and “What do you do?... oh that's cool” and the girls would be all over them. I never understood it, then I realised that they were just friendly, social guys who didn't need to supplicate. At all. They didn't need flashy game or high energy approaches. They were just chill, confident and natural. It was a huge weight off my mind. I realised that I was approaching sets that no one else would dare approach and that that was evidence enough that I was a socially confident guy. Beyond that, I just had to stay in set until the fear subsided – that was the mission for the night.

By the end of the night, I was totally wiped out. I cant even remember the debrief properly, but I remember it did a lot for me at the time. Ozzie had us write down 3 things we had learned that night. I wrote:

1. The fear I feel when I look at a challenging set is almost always irrational; my expectations of what will happen are far from actual reality.
2. I get out what I put in emotionally. If I go in hostile, I will get a hostile reaction. If I go in natural, I will get a natural reaction. It is best to be natural & REAL.
3. People do not expect much when you walk into set – how many guys break up couples making out and hold a conversation with them for 2 minutes? I am too critical of myself.

Ozzie told us that we would be focusing on physical game the next day.

Day 2

The next day was spent in pickup limbo. When I was not sleeping and dreaming of bizarre survival situations full of persistent smiling spanish generals, I was walking around london in a daze. I was definitely NOT looking forward to the night ahead. But I did it anyway.

We met back up with Ozzie at 7 and he went over the previous night with us. He showed us some in-field footage of our approaches the night before and I watched in dread, expecting to see myself get body slammed or spat on, but they turned out to be pretty good. I was shown one where I'd went in hard, obviously at a down point in the night, and got an initially bad reaction; but the longer I stayed in, the better it got. I could see myself relaxing into set and becoming more calm and natural, and the girls were starting to respond to me. Ozzie asked me what I would think if I was a casual onlooker who just happened to spot this in the club. I said it looked like id known them for a while. He said it looked like I was banging both chicks.

Ozzie took us over some of the principles of physical game. I learned a lot but only wrote down three things for myself to remember, to keep it simple for the night ahead.

1. Always take the initiative – don't wait for the girl to 'like you' before you get physical
2. Get physical in UNDER a minute
3. Stand very close to the girl, you have to be touching

I'd decided to honour the promise we all made on the first night – to do exactly what the instructor told us. That had been the major problem with me the night before, going in with a pick up ego and treating Ozzie's instruction as 'tips' or 'advice' rather than something I should follow to the letter. He had us write down our top fear for physical game. I wrote down: bouncers/boyfriend stepping in. I was in for another night of mixed sets. Ozzie called the set's that scared us most 'challenges'. I made a few notes during the seminar that really helped me.

1. Be honest about your fear and don't resist it. Let it build, acknowledge it, and then walk into the source. Continue to challenge yourself with 'hard' sets.
2. When you do challenge sets, you do not need to force yourself into state.
3. Stay positive :)

I think these three were the most helpful to me throughout the program.

After the seminar we did the social pressure drills from the night before. Ozzie told us to look at the people walking by as we shouted and acknowledge the social pressure they were giving us. He constantly shouted such off-putting things as “Wow man, that girl thinks you're weird!” and “Look at all the people staring at you! They're creeped out! They don't like Lord of the Rings!” acknowledging the pressure really helped me to feel more comfortable once it passed it's peak – I stopped putting on a performance and spoke more conversationally. I also forgot about the clock, which helped A LOT. We did more street sets after that and the majority of them went well for me, with some even going really well. The uncomfortable feeling was almost entirely gone, and I asked Ozzie if I could approach one really hot girl standing with her friends outside a shop before we went. I stayed in for a while and really enjoyed it, even throwing in some basic physical stuff like handshakes, high fives and the claw. I realised hot girls are just the best. All round. They look good, have great social skills, and have no reason to be nasty to you – they have high self esteem. We did the escalator approaches from the night before and they went even better for me. I was really enjoying the street approaches but I knew what was in store for me by the time we reached the club.

We had another half hour of seminar before we hit the club and I wrote down the following lessons:

1.Do not disqualify the positive things you did in set – think progress over failure & long term over short term
2.Spot yourself thinking between sets, feel the fear, and ask yourself if what you expect is 100% true
3.It's OK to just be OK. There is no demand for greatness, it is what it is.

Then we hit the club.

This time I was less naïve but more relaxed. We did the spot walk thing from the night before and then Ozzie took us on to the dance floor. Instead of sending us in right away, he had us just stand there choding for a while, letting our fear rise. When he eventually sent me into set, he told me to break into the middle of one of the larger mixed groups right next to the speaker, stand there for 10 seconds looking at them all, and then approach the hottest girl. It sounded unthinkable at the time, but I knew there was no way out. If I refused he'd me, somehow; he could think of a lot worse things than this. I did the trudging heavy walk in and stood in the middle of the group, blank but somehow smiling, for 10 seconds, then opened with 'Hi, is this the best club in the area?'. There was a 20 second mind numb period when I don't remember anything, but after it I was still there, the girl was talking happily to me and the guy I inexplicably had my arm around was giving me advice. I stayed the two minutes and returned to Ozzie for further pain. The rest of the night went mostly well. The 2 minute mark was crucial for me; it was like a magic spell that made all the lame ass stuff you did during the open disappear and made you relaxed and natural. I knew I should give myself credit for it, but at the time it felt a bit like cheating.

The night was another long one and I can remember few of the dozens of sets I approached. I did all the physical stuff Ozzie taught me, including lifting a girl holding a drink in the middle over the dancefloor and getting the drink thrown over some guy in the process, and leading a super-turbo (who was even taller than me) away from her boyfriend and onto the dance floor with the awesome power of THE CLAW. When the time came for us to leave, I was relieved but also a little disappointed as I felt I could have pushed myself even further. During the debrief I realised how much I'd done and knew that I couldn't have done more even if we'd stayed another hour. I felt much more positive during the debrief and took in a lot more of what Ozzie was saying. I wrote down 5 main lessons from the night:

1. Do not try for rapport or any 'deep' stuff – happens naturally after the 2 minute mark
2. Know your purpose
3. Learn from guys in set – they are NOT your enemy
4. Take credit for your actions
5. There is no luck in cold approach – you earn everything you get

Day 3

The third day was day game central, from 1pm to around 8. The seminar lessons sank deeper and deeper into me and I could feel some permanent changes forming themselves.

We watched our performances from last night. My set was a group of 3 girls who were a bit stand off-ish at first but were all over me by the end – my target was a petite hottie with pigtails, who Ozzie enthused over while the cameraman set up the video. “Ah man, the pigtails! I love holding on to the pigtails while I...” evil Ozzie smile, “Ah.. thats not right, i'm a bad man... she's hot though.... she has the pigtails yes?” Anyway, the set was really interesting to watch, especially as I could hardly remember any of it apart from clawing pigtails. It was brilliant to watch her face while I talked to her friends and you could see the attraction building like crazy.

The main lessons I took from the seminar were:

1.Use chump openers & try to survive – NO REACTION SEEKING (challenge).
2.Don't mix fear technology and high value stuff – comes off as incongruent.
3.Approach low key with no bravado. All people are equal.

They probably don't look too impressive next to the other lessons but they trigger a lot of useful things to remember in the club (if I have to think at all).

We then went on to the social pressure drills we had been doing all weekend and I had a lot of fun with them – I didn't feel uncomfortable in the slightest and I was even more conversational than the night before. Then we did hours and hours worth of street approaches, which again went well for me – funnily enough, the drills and street sets were the things that had scared me most when reading about the bootcamps, but they did nothing to me now. After we did extended escalator drills in a subway that was even busier than the night before, we finished up and moved on to the last part of the seminar.

I was sad to be finishing the bootcamp, but it was a long and painful experience. I had pushed myself harder than I could ever had imagined and done things I would have balked at the week before. Ozzie had us write down our biggest lessons from the weekend.

1.Be friendly, low key & PHYSICAL
2.Approach the hardest set immediately after spotting
3.Guys are nowhere near as big a threat as I thought
4.Hot girls are the best ;)
5.I look much better than I think in set – not like a 'creepy pickup guy' or a chode
6.People do not have high expectations
7.Think long term in terms of development & do not disqualify the positive things you do.
8.If there is anything that makes you freeze up, panic, or make you so scared that you would rather do ANYTHING other than expose yourself to it, THAT's the thing to do. No exceptions.

He also had us write down our goals for the next month and what we were going to do to commit to those goals.

Goal: 3 New Lays.
Commitment: Out two nights EVERY week + 'optional' bonus night.

After that, the bootcamp was over. We left the restaurant and hugged out our grateful goodbyes to Ozzie and the assistants.

The last thing I wrote in my notebook before the weekend ended was:
It's my responsibility, no-one elses.
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Join Date: 04/08/2012 | Posts: 136

Ozzie sounds like a cruel taskmaster. That's who I want to do my bootcamp with.

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Join Date: 02/14/2011 | Posts: 162


Nice review im gonna apply the 2 min rule tooo
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Join Date: 05/13/2012 | Posts: 27

How have you progressed from the boot camp to date?? I am doing a boot camp with ozzie next month :)
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Join Date: 03/29/2012 | Posts: 181

Ozzy's Bootcamps sound pretty fun and intense.
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Join Date: 08/17/2009 | Posts: 342

@Notorious - you can read about my progress in my journal
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Join Date: 02/11/2013 | Posts: 17

im sold im certainly going to pay for a bootcamp with them in newcastle soon! reading your transformation just over 1 weekend is mind blowing!! congrats :)
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