Yet another field report from me. Not very Alpha of me, but I do apologize for the length of these reports. I just enjoy writing them and getting every detail out there to the best of my memory, so I can go back and review if necessary. Hell, hopefully my successes and mistakes/failures will help someone else. As always, feel free to critique this report.
A few weeks ago I meet a girl next door type of HB7. She looked just like Mira Sorvino (used this to my advantage, more on that later). It being Karaoke night, I decided to go to my usual bar on a Monday. Crowd was decent, not too full and a good ratio of F2M’s. Bartenders and Bouncers know me by now, so I immediately small talk with them, just going around to each of them…saying what up…blah blah. While doing that, I had been watching the bar area and dance floor/stage and outdoor area…just to see what kind of potential there was. I picked a group of people (They were outside smoking on the deck) that had about an even number of males to females. Since I’m a smoker, I go up to one of the guys, acting like I didn’t have a lighter, and asked him for a light. Normally I ask the chick, but in this case, I need to win over the potential c-blockers (At least that’s what I’ve read). Anyways, that breaks me into the set. At this point, I’m really not angling for a specific chick. Was just out having fun, meeting people, trying to get my social proof up. Since there’s a mix of genders, I just simply ask “How does everyone know each other?” (Courtesy of Style and his DVD). Come to find out, there are a few couples and a few ex-couples. Ahhhh sh1t. Ex’s…never a good thing to try anything in front of them…so I gave up the set. Don’t need drama. One of the dudes was pretty cool…telling me what bars to go to…to pick up chicks. After that set, I wandered around and introduced myself to a few more sets.
I eventually go back to the bar, Miami Heat game was on, and I do some drinking. Went back outside to smoke, chatted with some people, then go back to the bar. As I get to the bar, I see the HB7 and her friend (Come to find out later, they’re cousins…but best friends as well). I pass them, and order a drink at the bar a few feet from them. While I’m ordering my drink, I say over my shoulder at the HB7
(Hit tip to Suave Kino for introducing me to a set of video’s that taught this move)
Me HB7 BFF
*smiling, and cocking my head to the side* “You look like an actress…damn what’s her name…”
HB7 smiles and says “whatttever!... I get that a lot!” (I’m thinking this is a sh1t test, but I’m still having trouble identifying sh1t tests on the fly)
Me – *looking playfully offended* “Did you just whatever me?? Haha, no, really, you do…ever see that movie Romy and Michelle? You look like one of them!”
HB7 – *Laughing and smiling at me* “I’ve never seen the movie”
(Since she gave me an IOI, I turn towards them to engage in the convo)
BFF – “I know what movie you’re talking about!” *looks at me funny for a sec* “Wait…which one does she look like??”
Me – *did an eyebrow twitch…for lack of a better way to explain it, looked at the HB7* “The hot one”
HB7 - *laughing and giggling*
BFF - *mouth open, raises her hand to give me a high five*
Me- I looked at her hand, looked at her “Oh…so you think you’re cool enough to get a high five from me?”
BFF - *Laughing*
Me – I give her a high five anyways, because it set me up to go into a routine I do all the time. It’s a golden routine to playfully dare the chick to get up and do something fun with you.
Me talking to HB7 – “Did you know that if you raise your hand in a high five…you can get a high five from anyone?”
HB7 & BFF – “Oh whatever…I don’t think so!!...blah blah”
Me – “Watch!” *I turn around and give several people high fives.*
This goes on for a bit, with me concentrating on the HB7. The BFF starts talking to one of the male bartenders she knows. Both the HB7 and BFF decide they’re hungry and want to go to the Awful Waffle. It’s last call so the HB7 and BFF invite me to go with them. Normally I wouldn’t…just get the numbers and leave…but, and not to sound like an AFC, the HB7 and I really connected on a lot of different things. She kept commenting on my cologne (Aqua Di Gio by Armani….Gents…pure sex in a bottle. I’ve had women tell me they want to take me home just based on how it smells. I’ve had them tell me smelling it made them horny) and laughing at my dorky jokes. Definitely some touching, but nothing too big. Anyways, they invited the male bartender as well. I figured whatever…he’s keeping the BFF occupied. Well he ends up inviting one of his friends, the same dude that was talking to me about bars/clubs while I was out smoking. I wasn’t aware of this until our group walked out, and really didn’t think much of it. I told them I would meet them there (Waffle House was across the street), got in my car and drove over.
Well, they had gotten there before me and had already chosen seats. The four of them had the booth…and there wasn’t any room for me…so I sat at the end like a loser.
Table | Me
To make matters worse…the c-blocker dude was sitting with HB7. fark. I really wanted to facepalm myself for not foreseeing that this would happen. To make matters even worse, he had his arm around her and was holding her hand. This actually got me a little heated, although I didn’t show it. I thought the dude was a cool dude…but he just swooped right in and c-blocked me in one of the most effective ways I’ve ever had the displeasure of experiencing. So, I did what I do best….show my physical Alpha-ness (Did I just create a word?!?!??). I’m a power-lifter, so I have some muscle on me. I sat back in my chair, making sure to puff out the chest a bit, and rolled my shoulders so the sleeves of my shirt raised up…revealing my tats on my biceps. Right away the HB7 commented on my tats. When showing off my tats, I always extend my arm straight to engage the triceps muscles. This gives an awesome “cut” look to your arms and I’ve found chicks dig it and like to touch. When she did this, the CBA (c-blocking a-hole) got a worried look and kinda pulled on her neck, pulling her closer to him. I had been watching the body language between the two, and it looked like she was complying with him because she was drunk, but she regularly pulled away from him and would let go of his hand. He kept pulling her towards him…kinda like…she’s my property. I didn’t know how to really defuse that…so I would look at her, look at him, then look back at her and smile/laugh. Probably not the best thing to do, but I was trying to lower his value…or something…I don’t even know really. I guess I was just calling her out non-verbally after we had connected so well less than 10 mins before. This kept going on for a bit until we were all done with the meal. As we were all walking out, I realized I still hadn’t gotten this chicks number.
Following Suave Kino’s Presumptive Number Close:
Me – “Hey, you seem like a cool person that might be able to hang with me. “ *Pull out my phone and start typing her name. She grabs the phone and starts putting her number in it*
SCCCCOOORRRE!! Even if it was a little late in coming, but I needed to revalidate myself…to…well…mysel f, because I was embarrassed for failing like I did.
The best part is that the CBA was at the door while the HB7 and I were talking. He kept on saying…”hey you coming?” & “Come on we have to go.” Even though the bartender and the BFF weren’t in a rush to do anything. When he was doing that, I said “you can go dude” and waved him off. I also swung us around so our backs were to him. Funny sh1t…he just walked outside. Shallow victory though, considering what happened next. Apparently the four of them went back to the bartenders’ apartment. The BFF and the bartender knew each other. So, that kinda sucked. No idea if anything happened…and at first I will admit, it bothered me, but then I got over it. Win some lose some.
Anyways the next day we started texting, and I set up a date with her. While we were on the date, I did the “What emotion is stronger: anger or love?” That went well…did some small talk, but it was crowded, so I said “Hey it’s loud here, there’s some couches over there…lets go”. We started talking, but her body language was kinda off. Not sure why. I was sitting back, relaxed, but she was sitting on the edge of the couch, almost like…”hey I want to leave”. Maybe I was being too cocky? I’m naturally cocky funny…so maybe I was overdoing it? I started to run the cube on her, but I fumbled through that, and she called me out on it. After that, the date went downhill.
Needless to say, we never talked after she left that night. I tried reengaging her via text…asking her to help me pick out clothes and what she thought about certain clothes….but I got nothing back. Ended up deleting her number. I’ve seen her a few times afterwards at the same bar, but those interactions will come in a few other field reports I’m finishing up.
1) I’m not doing dates anymore. I seem to either not be able to transition from picking up a chick at the bar to date mode. I wouldn’t think they were much different, but apparently they are. I think I’m going to make excuses for the chick to come over to my place…such as listening to music, or watching her favorite movies that I’ve nevvvvver seen *eye roll*.
2) I keep having issues with identifying a sh1t test on the fly. Need to work on that.
3) Need to work on my sexual escalation/Kino. I think that’s going to be my homework for this weekend.
4) I’m getting better reading body language, but need to learn at what point do I cut my losses. Need to learn of the ways to engage the woman if she’s kind of standoffish.