There are times in life when we can learn from reflection. As I approach women, I will try to remember what it feels like to be hit on by an unwanted stranger. This odd experience will improve my game & hopefully yours too.
Last week my wing, Fastidious, and I hit ChaCha in Silverlake to find a rap/dance scene in full effect with an odd mix of thugs, Latinas & hipsters. It was hilarious.
I was just trying to have a good time, people watching while avoiding the room-scope. Suddenly an undesirable 2 set appeared over Fast's shoulder, jiggling their alcohol filled bodies. The one was starring directly at me. As I avoided eye contact, I started to feel uncomfortable so I turned away. She quickly appeared in my peripheral again. Over the next 20mins she desperately fawned for attention with ridiculous dancing & blatant eye contact. When my wing went looking for another friend, I pulled out my phone. You will never believe this, but the undesirable 'HB' contorted her body over sideways to get in my field of view. Her head was twisted upside down, below my phone when she delivered her bombing opener:
"What?" I said
She giggled, "I said something inappropriate," as she squished next to me.
"Ok," I tried to dismiss her with body language.
"I said, booty call?" She shouted with a smile.
"Oh," I said, confused.
She flashed her best sultry look.
"Sorry," I shook my head.
Then she holds her hands up to my chin & I recoil, wondering what the hell is going on.
"I bet under there (beard) you have an angel face."
"No. I just look like a kid." (I know it's the same thing. I was messing with her.) Then she tried to make me play the age guessing game & I refused. At this point she knew I wasn't interested but forced herself into my world.
"My GF is getting her groove on over there so I'll just hang out with you for a while."
"Why don't you go get your groove on?" I ask without eye contact.
Then my wing, Fast, reenters & she asks if we're brothers, compliments our eyes, tells us she's complimenting us, etc...
You get the picture. I was ready to leave & wondered what other women in the bar thought of that interaction.
As we left, Fast asked "What if she had negged you?"
I laughed then thought for a second. "Actually that would have at least been interesting or challenging. OMG, I just experienced a full-on AFC sarge from the other side."
Don't be that guy. Ever.