Well been a while since I posted.
Began running solo. First time it was nerve wrecking. Now its whatever. I'm forced to remain sober so now I have to be aware of everything.
I have been documenting everything just to see my progress. For those of you who can't find a wing trust me, the best wing is yourself.
I have some good status at the clubs now. I get in for free at two and the other joint I like they know me. So its just a matter of time. Bartenders know me since I'm a regular. Dressing up properly and rocking fedoras are the reason for this.
I have learned a lot so far. Magic tricks are not for openers. Stay out of your head. Dont think just do. All these things play a huge role in your game. Open and when you flop dont get butthurt just take it as a learnig experience. When all fails during the convo place a time constraint and get the digits. Even it its a flake who cares. Train yorself to get the digits.
Its awesome when you document and see your progress. I highly recomend this. If you fix your posture, way you walk, talk and behave. This makes you mysterious I think. Like the coolest mofo around. And when ppl shake your hand and buy you drinks. This makes you look more awesome. When I hang with the bouncers I notice ppl think I work there and ask for advice and shit. Anyway, stablish a solid frame.
Not saying I'm the man, but I like my progress so far. Have gotten kisses, met heads of security, got the numbers during speed seduction type shit and slow comfort building type shit. My biggest advice thus far is run solo. You become better and more confident. Document everything. This is how you recalibrate what you are doing wrong and when done re-engage the next approach. Dont lose faith in yorself. Just keep at it!
Still, I'm still searching for a solid wing that knows how to act. Its beneficial to both so if you in NC hit me up! If you are military pls understand that I have limitations with that.
Anyway, keep at it fellas!
To my bros who served with me.
"When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.”