Hey I'm Michael, new to the forums and to the game. Here are my impressions from my first night out with the Minneapolis PUA Meetup group:
What the fark have I been doing with the last 27 years of my life. Seriously. WTF.
Tonight was eye-opening. I put the lie to my lifelong mantra of: "I'm just not the bar/club kind of guy, I"m an introvert." Bullsh1t. Before tonight I had never been to a dance club. ever. I'd been invited a few times, but the idea always terrified me. I didn't feel comfortable in loud crowded places because I didn't know how to act. I was afraid that my normal friends would see me acting all socially retarded in the club and my true identity would be revealed. Being around guys coming from the same place who understand that I might not know what the fark I'm doing completely negated that fear.
My main goal tonight was to just have fun while being social. The biggest hole in my life is not lack of sex. I've had sex recently, it was fun, but I still felt empty afterward. For 27 years I've been actively avoiding a social life. That is my hole. (that's what she said). So tonight my goal was just to be social and have fun doing it. Women were secondary.
Mission accomplished and then some.
On my first approach I knocked over my target's drink and broke her glass. Accidently of course. I set my hand on the table without looking. I drew attention to it, laughed about it, and kept talking to her. It didn't seem to phase her at all. I ended that one after a couple minutes because I didn't really know what to do next, and didn't want to worry about it yet. I approached. Done.
I approached my 5 very early on. Then I lost count. I danced with 3 different women, and had a sh1tload of fun interacting with not just them, but others on the dance floor around us, bumping into people, playfully embarrassing my dance partner and starting up short fun conversations with those around us. At one point a woman laughed and said, "You're making so many friends, you're like super outgoing" Laugh my ass off. I never knew. My opener in the dance club was, "You! Why aren't you having fun? Come on we're dancing." [take hand and lead to dance floor], then random playful flirting on the dance floor. How old am I? 87. What do I do? I'm a hobo. I like your scarf. You should, I'm wearing a lady's scarf.
The third dance was an adorable little brunette who looked lost. You look lost. Yeah, I'm trying to find my friends. Good for you, you just found us, come on lets go dance. After a while her friend tells her they're getting ready to go to the next place. So I ask where they're going, they don't know yet. Well my friends and I are going to the prohibition bar, come join us. Okay!
Then the longest coldest walk ever ensued. We were much farther from the prohibition bar than I realized. She and her 4 friends came with us. One of which was an alpha female and very ornery about the walk. She kept complaining. At some point I realized I was probably giving the target (Mallory) too much attention and remembered Neil Strauss's bit about keeping the whole group green. So I start mingling with the her friends a bit. As the alpha chick got more and more ornery, I realized no one was talking to her, so I thought, what the hell. I walked up to her, put my hands out, she took them, and I flirted a bit and told her it would totally be worth it once we got there. I felt like a sheperd tending to my flock of gorgeous women. Epic.
1 Number Close (mallory), 2 failed attempts at a kiss close with mallory, resulting in getting blown out. Oh well, live and learn. And a whole bunch of random approaches.
What went well:
Approached a bunch. Had long interactions that I actually really enjoyed. Laughed, Teased, Had fun, didn't give a fark. Felt like a rockstar. "Isolated the target" quite a bit.
What went wrong:
It wasn't a priority, so I wasn't even thinking about it. But I should have tried to at least number close more. My wings said it looked like I could have closed quite a few of the women I talked to.
Tried a kiss close (why the hell not, her friend had sh1t tested me, then approved and told me mallory likes me) but got the "we don't even know each other" response. So, did some fluffly getting to know each other talk for a while. Grabbed her chin and told her to hold eye contact when she talked to me. Then tried again. Still no. Then she had to rejoin her friends. Bye Mallory, it was fun
So, I'm going to need to work on closing. And reading body language so I'm not just guessing/hoping when I try the kiss close.
At one point we somehow came up with the joke idea to approach by trying to poke a girl in the eye. As the bar was closing I remembered that I totally forgot to do this. So I went up to a blonde 9.5 with a group of guys and slowly, deliberately, moved my finger towards her eye while holding solid eye contact the whole time. She slowly backed away, with this look of fascination, and continued to back away until I had gotten her seperated from her group of men. Then said, that was the worst pick up line ever, nice try though. Then she continued to talk with me for quite a bit longer... guess it wasn't so bad after all. One of the guys in the group says to me, hey man, when in doubt, whip it out. I say, what if we combine the two approaches, I"ll whip out my cock and poke you in the eye. Lets try it, somewhere more private though, and I pull her away from the group once again... WTF. only for a second though, then she laughs and runs back. farking hilarious. One of the guys turned out to be her boyfriend. I honestly think if she wasn't with them, the eye-poke opener would have worked. There is something very alpha about saying nothing, holding eye contact, and being weird as fark.