I’m sitting here in the British Library, about to practice numerical & verbal tests (again). I was just sitting here thinking about how my last job offer was all about Game. I was in an interview for a contracting position. I sat there and through my stories of how I’d researched which commands to even press in a program the employer uses, that I was DHVing. The same is true from my answers to specific technical questions (i.e. I was DHVing myself over other candidates by knowing the correct answers). But, towards the end of the interview, the interviewer(s) asked about my interests. When I said i was into photography, the interviewer said (with an interest) really? What camera do you have? Long story short, I was creating a connection – because they had the same interest. They offered the job to me in the end (but I turned down due to applying somewhere else).

For a different job interview, the only interaction was to ‘give examples when *such and such* happened’. What a great time to be able to DHV! I recall that I used my most powerful stories of how I had stood up against the grain, had been challenged, yet held my ground. Interview went well, but the feedback was that I was maybe too confident for their clients! Talk about your material having an impact. I could have easily told lamer stories, but would I have progressed to the next stage?!

Carlie: I’ve recently done some running work for a tv production company. I was making tea, meeting/greeting celebrities etc. Interestingly, blind Mikey from Big Brother was one of the celebs, and he had an assistant with him. I greeted them both at the door, and his assistant was a seriously hot blonde 10 from Australia. I simply played it cool (as the Game has taught me) & conveyed no direct interest, but maintained a position of “friends with the tribal leader” (being a runner, you’re the bottom of a chain, but a rather exclusive chain).
The assistant (Carlie) & I were asked to say out of the interview room – LOL brilliant! SO, alone we sat in a large, lovely, posh-hotel bedroom, chatting whilst the interview took place in another room. How many times has this happened? Being able to isolate a HB10 when she has to sit there and make conversation with me!?!?! Never! So, the pressure of keeping her there was off – so i could concentrate on my content … or the conversation.

Just like the structure in Mystery Method teaches, you convey no interest (ideally neg – which i’m sh*t at, still!), DHV, (ideally test for IOIs… which is hard when you’re sitting across the room from her), then qualify/show interest in her. Such a smart system. So, I sat there, played it cool – asked general stuff about her without showing any interest. Turns out she’s come to England from Australia 2 weeks ago & is here to stay.

One of the ways to neg (i.e. falsely disqualify yourself) is to show active disinterest – e.g. blowing your nose in front of her. So, I started off with that! LOL! I blew my nose in front of her. What guy after her would do that?!!
Taking the great opportunity to get as much from this interaction with a girl who I’d never ever speak to before I got into Game, I observed at lot. Example: Now I realise the power of DHV subtleties when you say something but skip over it. e.g. She said:

“Actually this is the healthiest I’ve been for a while now”

Thinking, “God she must have been HUGE if she’s healthy now, as she’s nicely slim”. She continued:

“When I was younger, I used to be rake thin. It used to be really bad. I was a model for a while and at the time I just didn’t eat much. I think it’s because …” (etc.)

Notice her DHV there? “I was a model for a while” – but she didn’t boast about it, more made it something she skipped over during a conversation about eating well! I’m sitting there consciously thinking about what to add to the conversation, unconsciously thinking “sh*t, this girl used to be a model! I like her even more now…”.

I’m definitely getting better and better with every interaction with women now – with the concepts more than the material though (that’s a good thing. If I get the concepts down, I can make up material any time. Guys like Raj (from LSS) and others i’ve met just don’t get it! They spew out material thinking it has some kind of magic power, whilst DLVing without realising it, in between the canned material)!

So, like a good student of the Game, what did I do? I took the position that I was in the same boat as her, but without ever saying “me too”. e.g. After she told me she had a weight problem I said, “That’s so funny, my ex was exactly the same. Although she’s gorgeous and nicely slim now [note the DHV], when she showed me a picture of when she was younger, she looked like a stick. Horrible.”

I DHVed with a few stories about travelling, including my favourite about how I turned up in Japan with no money. Normally this story is an interesting story with no real important DHV spikes. So what do I do now? I simply tell the exact same story, but add a girl into it. I mention how she was freaked out and how I had to calm her down and look after her (when truth is, it was actually me alone freaking out – what a DLV that is!!!). Worked brilliantly.

I mentioned how I was good at computers even though doing a running job. I pushed her away slightly with “most of my female friends don’t know much about computers etc”. She said something along the lines of “well, we’re all not that bad, I’m not good myself, but friends of mine are”. The AFC me would have said “oh i’m sure you’re great at computers, don’t worry,  lalalalala I really like you etc etc” – trying to qualify myself. The new me paused, looked at her and said “well, yea, some of you girls are pretty bad [at computers]“.

Always intrigued about the old-methods (i.e. pre-Game) of pickup, we got on to the subject of meeting people. Remember, she’s a seriously hot blonde 10. She told me of how guys would hang out, be friends, then try and kiss her at the end of the night when they’d gone out purely to meet as friends (I laughed, but at the same time, understood why it hadn’t worked). Also, how an indian guy had stood right behind her, made her uncomfortable, offered her a drink. She then turned it down, but he then stayed there making her more uncomfortable. All interesting stuff for me who now knows why these things don’t work!

In almost every case of the talk, if I wasn’t DHVing, I was aligning myself with her with ‘how we both had almost the same experiences’. E.g. with the ‘weird guys picking her up’ I talked about how I now understood why women came across harsh in clubs/bars etc when you meet them as I myself have met so many weirdo guys in London e.g. this time when … (etc)’. Which, of course, helps separate me from ‘them’ in her mind.

We knew that when we were interrupted, she’d have to go straight back to looking after Mikey and I was at the mercy of the director. When the door opened and the sound guy came in to tell us they’d finished, I turned to her, whipped out my phone and said “What’s your number?” She couldn’t give it to me fast enough. She even checked that it was right several times!
Downstairs, we didn’t really have a chance to say goodbye, but she said “bye … CALL ME!” with a definite interest! When has a HB10 ever desperately given me her number and then said “call me” after? Never!!

I like this Game stuff. Auz girl is coming back to London tomorrow, then I’ve to go work out how to meet with Carlie before leaving for xmas. Wow, for once i my life, I have options. Now I understand why hot women can be so choosy!

I thought a day2 with this girl would be hard to organise, but actually she was quite keen over text. Surprising.

The first thing I’ll say is that she’s a 10 and obviously doesn’t need to try. So, ironically, she doesn’t. This girl is perhaps the most boring girl I think I’ve ever met. Don’t get me wrong, she has stories, but never expands on them, never gives them any content and basically stays quiet as much as possible.

Briefly, I hadn’t done the German market in London yet, so that was a great excuse to meet up and visit. Cue the rain – great – as it gave me an excuse to find the nearest pub, dry off with her and get to know her. In the pub, it went quite well, I talked about my crazy stories in Japan and asked about her. She’d say stuff like “Oh i lived in Spain for a year”, “oh really? what was it like?” “Erm good.”… then silence … me: “..and? what was it like? what did you do?”. Now just repeat that last sentence all night and that was basically the night’s interaction.

She wouldn’t volunteer information, it had to be prized out of her. Trust me, I’d had this many times before with other girls, but not to this ridiculous extent.
We went to the German market – it was crap. Raining, deserted, rubbish. I took her to Carnaby street – like I before with the lovely Australian girl, hopefully it’d work wonders again. It didn’t. The first pub was rammed, so off to crappy o’neils we went. By this point with Australian girl, we’d at least held hands – but I wasn’t even close to that with this girl. We sat down, I couldn’t really ask her to order, so I ordered, ended up paying for her meal – she was so quiet, she didn’t even say thank you!!! She’d also switched to water by now – making my life a little harder. I stuck with lemonade to keep her (boring) pace. She had work the next day and several hours of work to do this very night when she got home – so i couldn’t really pressure her to drink (& that’s also why getting her back to mine wouldn’t work).

Bored of O’Neils, I took her along the back of oxford street to find another pub. I’d DHVed like crazy as usual by this point, was trying to qualify her, but how can you qualify someone who lives with their parents, does nothing but work, watches some french films and hangs out with friends … and that’s it?!?!
I take her to a place I’d never been before, a trendy (& I think gay) place by soho square. Not being caught out again, I sat down, said “Can you get the drinks? I’ll have a lemonade”. She said yes, half sat still for 30 seconds (confusing the hell out of me) before getting the drinks. This girl isn’t outgoing!

Desperate, I txt GStar for advice. With his suggestion, I go back and say “So, if you were to take me on a date, where would you take me?” “Erm, ….” (long silence) ” …. (she shrugs her shoulders)…”. That was her answer. Nothing. Great(!) I bust her on not being able to think of anything, but it doesn’t help. She does eventually say “well I don’t know what you like”, “well ask me something then!!” I reply in frustration. All she can ask is whether I smoke or not, then runs out of ideas. Back to silence.
Desperate to keep any converstation going, I even try the ‘truth or dare game, but without the dare’. She can’t even think of the first question. Close to giving up, I have a plan.

The plan: DHV, take away, then come back & wait for her to re-initiate conversation. I tell a massive DVH story about meeting celebrity-Derren Brown (which, btw, at points in the story where most girls react and say “no way” or “wow” or even have just an interested facial expression. Not this girl; she’s fixed, expressionless, emotionless, saying nothing until the end when she lets out a little ‘wow’). I go to the loo. I come back and wait. And wait. And wait. And wait. I took a very long minute, 4 slow sips of my glass, smile at her awkwardly a  couple of times so she gets the message – and she still doesn’t say anything. Eventually I brake, grab her by the knees, smile and say “commeeeee oooooon! Say something!!!!!!”. She smiles and EXACTLY like my ex, says “I can’t really think of anything”.

I caught a couple of IOIs – her playing with her hair, but only minorly. I can’t escalate kino at all. She’s just too quiet to respond to anything – I even play with her hands, stop, leave my hands near hers, but she doesn’t take the bate/pick mine back up.

Seeing this night as a lost cause & this girl as a challenge, I try “The Cube” with her – the first time I’ve ever tried it with anyone. Before I did, I tested for IOIs with the Trust Test – again, also the first time I’ve ever done that. She didn’t squeeze back, but did lower her hands. Weak. So i did the cube. Guess what I found? She has a very very small cube (says a real lot – she’s v.introverted & doesn’t think much of herself) everything else was pretty boring, but on the plus side, my interpretation of her Cube scene was perfect. A quiet girl with few friends, looking for an average guy, with large problems in her life. LOL.

Realising I’m getting no-where and she was tired, she would have to travel for an hour and a half home (it’s 21.30 by this point) AND had several hours of work to do before going to bed, I said we should leave. I walked her to the train station, took her by both hands, thanked her for a good time, (thought f*ck it) went for the kiss on the lips – and she turned her head away!! Ahhh, talk about a let-down.

I know she like’s me & she’d definitely go out with me again, but like my first day2 … I’m not sure I could stand her company anymore. Seriously, if anything, The Game is teaching me that no matter how hot a girl is, it doesn’t make her interesting – and you really need both.

I contacted the cutest girl ever, whom I’d approached on friday (before that whole Raj-punching crazyness) and we met up on sunday night at 5pm. I spotted her, said hi, then walked her through Covent garden, finding out more about her. Wondering where to walk to, I took her to a cool pub which is quite maze-like inside. Found she was travelling, was only here till Tuesday (as she told me when I first approached her) and had gotten quite bored with London as she’d been here for 3 weeks. Here was my chance to show her a good time. In the pub, we waited ages at the bar, then went upstairs and sat sharing a table with a couple.

I talked about travelling, DHVed a lot, asked about what she was like before travelling / what she’d do for fun. I cleverly mentioned my living situation (i.e. living out of a bag!) but slanted the point of it on the fact that I’m moving to somewhere amazing soon [jeez, think about that for a second - as it's currently true, it's great, but if it weren't, I should always act like I was moving soon - & get the same great reaction!! huh!]. We were getting to know each other, getting on quite well, and I had a plan – to take her to see the German market before it closed at 7. We left the pub, liking each other, but the only IOIs I was getting was through her flicking her hair as we talked.

Crossing one roads just a street away from the pub, I knew i hadn’t escalated kino & really needed to do so. Feeling like it was kind-of-the right time, I had to take a chance. As she crossed the wrong way, I took her by the hand (stupidly slipped and let it go, grabbed it again) and joined fingers with her. It was obvious, blatant &  she didn’t squeeze back too strongly, but then she didn’t pull away and so we walked fingers locked down the road. Realising any kino now is good kino, we held hands all through the tube as I took the lead, chaperoning her round – which she really liked. In the lift in Covent Garden, I took the opportunity to take kino a little further – work out where her boundaries lied etc. We walked into the crowded lift being some of the last few people in there. In the lift we could see a couple standing opposite each other, kissing. Riskily, I took the same stance with her, but just looked at her & smiled rather than freak her completely out by trying to kiss her. She smiled back, maybe a little uncomfortable, but that was the idea – get her thinking of me and her standing like the other couple were.

With my usual sense of lame timing kicking in, we arrived just as the German market closed. Being a good planner, I said “Come on, I’ll take you to my back up plan, my favourite street in London”. We walked up to Carnaby Street, which has never failed me – great large blow up decorations lined the little street. “I thought we could just get a drink up here somewhere” I said lying through my teeth. We entered into a pub, and were about to leave when we just got a table, from a couple leaving. I distinctly remember thinking (but not saying) ‘ah, it’s fate’!

Sitting opposite a large table, having held hands the way there, I realised I was failing to escalate kino again. I opted to not try it too much as otherwise it would have looked desperate. I even txted GStar a few times for advice, but quite rightly – it was all down to me.

We left the pub for a near-by O’Neils who were just about serving food. I grabbed the table as she grabbed the food – great plan, get her invested in the interaction. Only half an hour later, we were all being kicked out of the pub. Having planned the seduction-location well, with pizza (but she was vegan) and a film (which she had seen) all I had to go on was beer! We locked hands exiting the pub and began walking. I kept silent thinking about how to get her back to mine… I just had to go for broke, as I thought at the time. So in my strongest, alpha-male, non-needy voice I said,

“Well, I’ve beer back at my place so we could go there” (I’ve deliberately not put a “?” at the end of that statement as that’s kinda the way I said it)

“OK, sure.”

Wow, 2 words out of her mouth and that was enough to accept coming back to my place. I’d done it! I felt so good [pretty sure this was the first kiss, but could be wrong] that when we crossed the road and took a few steps, I stopped her, facing opposite her, took her other hand, leaded in and we kissed. She “zoned out” on the train, so my entertaining could take a rest for a bit. (At GStar’s suggestion ages ago) I took her straight up to my room. I left her there as I went downstairs alone (smart) to get beer & brought it back. Shutting the door then acting like it’s no big thing that she’s sitting on my bed (lol, in a bare room, I might add) I asked her which choice of beer she wanted, then opened it. I handed her the beer, sat down, looked at her, then went in & kissed her. We kissed for a minute or two, both sat up, holding an opened-but-undrunk beer in each hand until I did the smooth move of taking my beer, then her beer, placing both on the floor, then kissed her again but now holding her with both hands. I leant her back on my bed… and lets just say the beers were still un-drunk in the morning.

Next day, we rushed out to get her her passport from an embassy. She just wanted to hang out with me, follow my lead for the day – so that’s exactly what i did, led her round my favourite places. Halfway through the day, I suggested she stay with me that same night rather than go back to her crappy hostel. (Previously she’d said she’s got an early train, so) I added “don’t worry, I’ve also got an early appointment to get to” (again, true, but if it wasn’t, I now realise I should say that in future). We hung out in a coffee shop, then went for a long walk along the river that day, then pub food, before getting her stuff, heading back to mine, staying purely in my room again, but watched a nice film, had a few beers, then slept together again, but this time so much more wonderful, comfortable and amazing. I’m not going to be dirty and type up the intimate bits, but one thing I do HAVE  to say. In the past I’ve found, sleeping with a girl you’re not that attracted to is horrible. Conversely, since this girl is my “10” (trust me, she couldn’t be more perfect in any way) the sex was probably close-to-if-not-the-best I’ve ever had – all because when I look at her, it’s like I’m sleeping with an Angel.

As I type this, she’s away travelling the UK (in Ireland right now) & what I love, is that this amazing experience will stay with me forever. Seriously, even now, as I type this (on tuesday night) just over 4 days ago, we’d never met, & if had I hesitated in running after her on Regent Street on Friday to tell her how she’s the cutest thing I’d seen all day – none of this would have ever have happened. I truly was right when I said to myself on friday “If you let that girl walk off without saying anything, I’ll never ever forgive you”.

One thing which I love about her: Together in bed together, realising it was our last morning together, I noticed she’s turned into “thoughtful mode”. With many sweet, cute girls I’ve dated, I realised this must be a “I’m so broken up that I have to leave this amazing guy” thought. Sensing a boost to my ego, I prodded “What are you thinking about”, “Are you sure you want to know?” she asked. I couldn’t wait, she was about to tell me how great I am. “Go on, tell me” I said. She replied “On Audrey Hepburn’s birthday, I wonder what she’s doing – I mean she can’t sit in and smoke a cigarette through a pipe all day”. I was stunned – I thought it was a joke, but no, she was actually serious!! Personally that just blew me away – here I was expecting her to be all over me, telling me how much she’s going to miss me, but actually she was completely thinking about something else! I thought “the cheek” … … and yet I fancied her even more for not being all needy and wet. Damn I like her!

Met up with Raj/Grayfox quite early, but I was late – so he called me and told me i had to warm up (alone) by approaching 10 girls & tell them they’re cute.

By the way, since I’m (at home) starting on my first beer of the night, I’ll tell you about my mindset now. Its so strange, for the first time since going out, having approached at least over 50 women in total now, my mind is starting to change. Before, I’d be sh*t-scared about even talking to hot women, now however, having approached loads of girls I’d before never-ever approach I’m getting used to it. It’s like I’m starting to realise that both approaching isn’t hard (it’s the next stage – keeping their interest that’s tricky), and that hot girls can sometimes actually be quite boring (see “day 2″ entry)!

So where was I? Well, I approached at least 6 girls in the warm up, some responses from “ah thank you” to “OMG! thank you SO MUCH .. but i have a bf”. Oddly insanely really hot women over 30 would react the best. Strange observation.

Raj & I headed to meet a friend up by oxford circus. Loads of people were out – so great for approaching (all direct approaches). I’m now getting into a mode where I say to myself,

That girl is so hot, if you don’t approach her, I’ll never forgive you!

We were waiting at some traffic lights when I spot the HOTTEST girl (a serious 10). I notice she’s got a load of flyers to hand out – obviously a hired gun. Something I’m v.proud of – i came up with my own opener for her. As we walked in front of her, I turned round and said,

Hi, I need a quick opinion on something. I’m studying psychology and you must meet a lot of people by doing flyering. I’m intrigued about the kind of people that take flyers from you – are they really open minded, talkative people, or not?

Quite brilliantly this got her talking. Myself and Raj just seemed to transition easily into other stuff because i’m genuinely interested in her answer. Turns out I learnt a lot from the interaction. Although she’s a high high high insanely hot 10 (and a fitness instructor), she’s only dated not-very-good-looking guys as they had a better personality. Also, Raj talked his head off, and although I could tell she vibed with me more (Raj also put it to her that I was instructing him in picking up women, giving me higher status), I realised how important keeping talking is! Raj didn’t direct the conversation in any direction (I would have) but that’s my point – she was still there listening to us even though the conversation wasn’t really about anything. We joked at how guys would just run up to her, tell her she was pretty and just ask for her number and how it wouldn’t work. Just shows how important Pickup is!! At one point she said “this happens a lot to me on Oxford Circus” where Raj & I silently gave each other that look of “ha! I’m not surprised as our plan was to do pick up there!”. I actually tried asking for her number (wrong) only to be met with a laugh – because we were just talking about how that doesn’t work. So, I got her facebook instead. Seriously, she was SO hot.

We met up with Nate, did a 10 minute warm up for him around oxford circus. I literally had no AA tonight but would actually judge whether my approach would work based on whether the girl was on the phone or surrounded by other women (sometimes this was an excuse not to approach) but 9 times out of 10 we’d run up to a girl we liked. I did this with an v.cute 9 brunette.

“Hi I know this sounds a bit random but I saw you and thought you were cute…. what’s your name?” She told me her name, then my mind went blank!! So, what did I do? The right thing which was make something up! Come up with anything! Keep talking! “er … I saw you and thought I couldn’t let you go without telling you I think you were cute (COME ON SIMON, THINK OF SOMETHING) … so are you Christmas shopping?” Well done. Into conversation. HILARIOUSLY I knew instinctively I needed to DHV so I literally made something up on the spot about although she was from London, I wasn’t and a mate was driving in London, got stressed and I said “It’s ok, calm down” (a quick leader of men DHV there). She was v.v.v.v.v.shy, sweet a weak minded. I more forced a number out of her than graciously charmed her into it. Getting a day 2 should be a real challenge.

Up at Pret-a-manger, we sat outside eating food. I saw the most perfect brunette ever walk in & I said to Raj – that’s exactly my type of girl. Base “my type of girl” on her in the future! Blown away by how cute she was, she left the store and I KNEW I would never forgive myself if I didn’t run after her. She even got across the road before I caught up,

“Hi! I saw you in Pret-a-manger, I was sitting outside and I just HAD to tell you, you are by far the cutest girl I’ve seen all day. I’m Simon, what’s your name?” “Jess”

By this point, all game had gone out the window. No DHVs, no negs, just me.

“I was sitting there telling my friend how you were exactly the type of girl I go for and how all other types of girl I go for should be based on you”

She laughed, but it was going well!

“So are you from London?”

I was thinking about this question recently. I started saying this randomly in sets, thinking I’d get the same boring answer of “yes” but actually, the answers i’ve had have been “No; German/French/(or in this case) Australian”. Turns out she was not only Australian, but from my favourite city there: Melbourne. GOD I love the fact I’ve gone travelling as I my travelling stories in nearly every set!

“OMG!” (Then I turned away, then back) “I LOVE melbourne. I went to australia for 3 months and that was my favourite place!”

I wasn’t needy, but I was basically putting myself right out there – take it or leave it. Turned out she was travelling, and was only in London until tuesday. I even said

“Ah that sucks SO much, you do realise that ALL my hopes of meeting someone nice have disappeared now you’re leaving on Tuesday?!! Well, we should at least make friends and keep in touch – what’s best for you? Email, Facebook, Mobile?!”

To my shock she said mobile – so she gave me hers, i called it and btw, used this AMAZING line I’ve picked up from a recent online PUA video:

“OK I’m going to call you … so you have my number, as I don’t pick up numbers I don’t recognise“

Know what I love best about this line? IT MAKES NO SENSE!! Ha! However, say it quickly & girls never realise that it actually makes no and it kinda sounds like you’re justifying why you need to call her then and there (obviously the real reason is to check it’s authentic)!!

Result: 2 numbers, 1 facebook.

This is where the night gets crazy. It was at this point in the night, Raj & I stopped 2 girls outside pret, some slow guy stood abruptly in our conversation circle, made it v.awkward, said 2 words, got grumpy, hit Raj round the back of the head then headed off. Raj went into primal mode, ran after him, slammed him over his body to the floor, proceeded to kick & punch him. I called out, but Raj wouldn’t stop. I stepped in, pulled Raj off & told him to calm down. There was a crowd by this point, but the guy was down on the ground, bleeding from the head. I knocked on the closed Pret doors, forced them to open & give me some napkins, held it against the head of the guy until the police showed, put Raj in cuffs, called an ambulance for the guy then took Raj down the station.

Strange night, but I did hit Morrisons and get 8 beers in the reduced section costing only £3.39 in total. Score. I can also use that end story as a DHV in future. Nice

As part of a warm up though, I did go direct on one girl, did really well, but she had a boyfriend (genuinely). Need to definitely try some more indirect game though…

We started warming up by randomly telling girls we thought they were beautiful – a scary prospect to do this to random women, but necessary – I was still feeling AA!

What could have only been my first or second ‘proper’ approach was near covent garden. I spotted a girl who was exactly my type. I opened her directly (and quite scared her with my sudden approach). Two things happened which amazed me.

1. I normally have trouble with the transition. After opening her directly with a compliment, without thinking, I transitioned (talking about the bag she was wearing “ok, you’re either a traveller, or an english girl that likes to carry a lot of stuff) without even thinking. Maybe transitioning isn’t such a big deal after all!
2. What I’m going to have to get used to – which blew me away – after a few mins, I was talking about Japan / visiting etc I realised that this girl would have happily listened for another 20 mins or so without feeling the need to leave. One of my main problems is that I eject too early – tonight was proof that I shouldn’t worry about making such a quick exit!

I’m really proud, more than anything, that the girl I approached was really really my type – something I would have been scared to do just a few weeks ago.

Grayfox seriously has no AA, and is really effective at getting me out of my comfort zone. We had a bit of trouble finding some decent places to go out – most places had all guy sets, or no sets, or was too loud.

I found myself breaking the 3 second rule constantly last night – to the point of frustration, so i need to work on that and more than anything – work on approaching mixed sets!

I was in a pub, breaking the 3 second rule, with 2 nice girls at the bar, one of which was seriously hot. With AA fighting me, I walked over. Even with guys near to them (possibly part of the set?) hearing my every word, I said “Hi, I just saw you from across the room and had to tell you, I think you look really cute. What is your name?” She and her friend smiled and her friend looked away. “Hi I’m Claire” the hot girl said. *Proud of this bit* Realising how important it is to get everyone in a set involved, I turned to her friend and asked her name too.
“Are you two best friends?”"
“I’m sorry, we’re French, so can you speak slower?” she said. Looking back, what a fantastic thing to have happen – I get to try my material, but at a much slower pace so I can really think about what i’m saying!
I did the best friends test, quite slow, found out they were on holiday in England for a week from France, but the best bit which I’ll (hopefully) remember forever, is that whilst talking and making them laugh, I was able to pick up on the gorgeous girl I’d first approached giving me IOIs – blatantly playing with her hair!
I didn’t try for the number, but exited gracefully, very happy with the interaction.

Later, I opened a very very cold 2 set with the 2-part-kiss-opener, before discovering one had a husband & another had a bf  in the 3 guy-set standing next to them. Grayfox & I tried desperately to find other decent places to go out, but we spent most of the night walking to different venues and trying more direct stuff. We ran out of steam towards the end, but was a good night!

I met up with her – with me dressed nice and her, very studenty. I told her where we were going (i’ve learnt my lesson before – the man has to be decisive). We went for coffee/cake. I was DHVing left right and centre, but she was so boring, i couldn’t find a good hook point with which to build comfort. We walked around outside for a bit, with me still in friend zone, desperately trying – and failing to build kino. This girl was American, staying only for a month, shared a ROOM with 2 other girls (lol) was only interested in Film – which is what she studied and spent her spare time doing. When the bill came, i left it, waited, then after a while, got my card out, to which she said “Ah, thanks”. How could i not pay for both her and I now?! grrr

We walked around outside for a while, I tried DESPERATELY to escalate kino. I talked about my travels, my interest in film, making films with friends, did Style’s EV – which just showed she defined her world through working in Film (remember, she studied, and loved this in her spare time). God. How little did i have to work with?!?! Went to a pub, where she was so indecisive, that we would have lost the only available table had i not told her to sit down, decide whilst i went to the toilet. I came back, realised we’d lose the table if i didn’t ask for, and pay for, her drink. grrr x2.

Still DHVing with almost no IOIs from her, I was getting bored. Very bored. I was most definitely in the friend zone, but i’d seen her type before – in a friend who’s married to an american girl. Very christian, very no-sex before marriage (ok, sure, i couldn’t tell whether this was true, but it fit the profile). Loved her family, and defined her world through nothing but film.

I walked her to the station nearest to the rest of her lectures. In my past, a phrase which has worked well was “So, how about we meet up again, but next time, make it a date?”. This is normally ok, and normally works well. I hugged this girl goodbye, gave her a kiss on the cheek – which she felt uncomfortable with (didn’t escalate kino enough) and I literally couldn’t bring myself to even say those words – as I knew that I’d want to kill myself if i went on a date with this girl. I just said “if you want to hang-out again, then call me”. I hope she doesn’t call.

SO! How am i feeling? well, horrible for a start. It feels strange – how i’ve approached what is normally a very very hot girl, only to find her boring as sh*t. This means that in the future, i’ll have to approach loads of girls, put myself out there, and ONE DAY, HOPEFULLY find a girl that is pretty and doesn’t bore me to tears!

I did get to try out new material on this girl – Style’s EV for example, but GOD does it highlight how boring some girls really are in real life! I’ve been down most of the evening because of this, but somehow i know, in the long-term, this experience will teach me a lot about what i don’t want. Night.

Well, I thought ‘i’d write everything down’ since I have this blog now – the good and the bad. Btw, before I really start, know that i’m studying PUA from all sorts of sources. One of which is “don’t EVER have an emotional reaction to any girls comment”. Which is why i’m writing this tonight.

We’ve gone out as a house to the pub for a pub quiz – me and 3 average, but not special girls – my housemates. As one of them is a lecturer in school, all day she’s used to putting down (i.e. negging) 16 yr old students. Naturally, being with girls and me, the only guy, she takes every opportunity to poke fun at me tonight. Negging.

I’m annoyed – not at her, but at myself. I’ve had “an emotional” reaction to her constant negging. Stupid, i know, but grr – i need to change. One of the rules of PUA is “be unflappable”. I certainly wasn’t that tonight. I’ll be honest, i’m a REALLY nice guy – to the point where i’ll be myself around my (female) housemates. Including mentioning who i fancy. It turns out, guys relate to this (as they do this all the time) but girls don’t. Girls just DON’T get it.

Tonight, rather than become completely f*cked-off with my housemate putting me down, i’ve chosen to learn her negging style – and write some down.

A pretty girl left the pub, and as i came back to the table, i said (in my sweet, nice guy style) “Ah, the pretty lady’s gone”. To which my housemate negged “oh, you should do more wanking”. That’s neg no.1.

No.2: “I’ll walk over there with you – and introduce you”.

No.3: “We’ll get someone else in the house – that way you’ll have more testosterone. [And a neg at the potential housemate] Well, he’s straight anyway”.

No.4: “Simon, that’s because you fancy anything that moves”.

SO, how do i use this? Well, lets start making some negs of my own from the above. I already love my own “I like your coat, is that from primark?“. So, new ones:

[maybe she touches you] “Wow, you’re feisty, you know,  you should masturbate more”.

“You’re single? Come on, we’ll find you someone [point to an ugly old guy] see, how about that guy, I’ll walk over there with you and introduce you”

“I bet you [or turn to her friends and say "she"] fancie[s] anything that moves!”

Maybe that last neg is a bit harsh, but it’s a starting point.

Went out with Raj and his friend Patrick. Just us 3!

We start at piccadilly circus, walk over to leicester square. I need to open to get going! We hung around Charing Cross station whilst Patrick tried talking to a girl at the bus stop. My first open is 2 girls (direct). One mis-hears me and it kinda dies right there. I get back on the horse and approach another girl with a phone who says “thanks” then walks on. Damnit.

A bit bummed, I spot a girl on a bike stopping for directions. She’s TOTALLY my type. As usual Raj pushes me to open as i’m hesitating. I go over and say “I saw you from over there and just had to tell you, you’re really cute.” Surprised, she takes it well. I ask what she’s doing, where she’s from – New Zealand. I talk about how i was there and how [i'm struggling here] its strange how aboriginals are treated badly in Oz, yet Mauris are treated well in NZ – a credit to the NZers. We chat about how she’s just come from Art class. I say “well, i’ve go to go meet my friends, but i was wondering if you’d like to meet up sometime”. “Erm, i kinda have to get going” she says. That’s a no. I exit gracefully, but later realise the lesson: I didn’t DHV [very well], or neg, or create a connection of any kind. If i were in her position, would i have given out my number? no way. Ahhhh. I’m starting to get the theory now.

We walk up past Trafalgar square and i pass this hot blond with excellent clothing style. I turn to Raj, make my pathetic “i want her” noise and he says “run – go!” so i run after her. I stop her and give her a direct opener. Ask her where she’s from – Poland. Asked her how long she’s been in England talk about how she’s got great style, what she likes to do for fun. I’m not doing brilliantly by this point, but am keeping her on positive subjects, so not bad. After a good few minutes of talking, i say i’ve got to go, but wondered if she’d like to go for a drink. She actually looks around to see if there’s anywhere to go with me right now!!!! OMG! I realise this and say “actually i’ve got to meet a friend, so i can’t go right now, but [get out my phone] drop you number in this and i’ll give you a call to meetup”. She tells me her number. Wow. FIRST EVER NUMBER CLOSE! Go me! And she was pretty!

As Raj pointed out, the more hot women you approach, [and the last girl is a great example] the less hot you find then when you’re actually talking to them! This is quite true, but a good thing to realise – especially on my 3rd ever night doing this.

Back in leicester square now, I wonder if i can direct-open one girl, in a 3 girl set walking past. “Hi, i saw you and wanted to say i think you look cute”. One girl (severely less cute up close) looks intrigued. The other 2 laugh, and start walking, and drag her along. I guess you can’t open 1 girl in a 3 girl set directly.

Now my favourite bit. As Patrick is talking to a set outside the odean, Raj comes back from a set but points out a nice girl behind us. I approach. “I just had to say i think you look cute”. “oh thanks” she says. She’s American. “What part of America are you from?” “New York”, “Ah so just visiting then? When i was travelling i went to New York, it was my last stop – i bought LOADS of stuff [i look down] including these boots!” I then go into a quick story about how amazing i found the accent differences between USA and UK when i came back off travelling. I ask her how long she’s here for, then drop in my favourite line i made up myself (its a bit NLP/Derren Brown if you deliver it correctly) “I just find it amazing how you can be here, in London, and how two people [I gesure to myself and her] can find each other by just meeting as strangers on the street”. She loves it. I continue “So you’re here for a month or two more then. Listen, do you want to hang out? go get a drink?” I can’t believe it – it happens again; she looks round for a place to go drinking before i interrupt with “well i can’t go right now as i have to meet a friend, but put your number in this [take out my phone] and we should meet up sometime”. She give me her number. This cute, slim american girl! Can’t believe it. 2 numbers in one night – and only my 3rd outing.

Strangely after we’re away from the girl, a chinese guy comes over and has obviously overheard us talking. Turns out he’s heard of the game, asked us about it – he heard quite a lot of my approach with the American girl!! He said i was “smooth”. Niiice.

We head up to o’neils, but the place isn’t brilliant. We chat to a few sets, but nothing worth writing about. We all had a great night. Seriously though, 2 numbers in 1 night. That’s actually better than ANY other night in my life. Let it continue!!

We all started out warming up by direct approaches in Leicester Square. With Michéal already talking to everyone in sight, i needed an approach – but i’d pretty much never done a sober direct approach before… So, i chose a girl and walked over “Hi, I just saw you and just had to say that I really like your style. … What’s your name?“My goodness – the girl was actually quite receptive. I noticed her accent and asked her where she was from before talking a little more the ejecting gracefully. Hurray! My first direct approach.

We hung around Leicester square, and the hottest girl passed us. I do this thing where i make a noise which kinda stands for “oh my god, she’s the hottest girl ever, but i could never approach her”. Raj, sensing this just says “Chase after her – go!” So i RUN! I come round in front of the hottest girl i’ve ever seen. I don’t believe in leagues but if i did, she’d be totally out of mine. She’ll never even give me the time of day. I say the line. She stops, looks at me, sees i’m serious, and to my great surprise, just melts in front of me. “Oh, THANK you.” I’m just shocked by this point and struggle out the words “So what’s your name?” She makes a ‘can’t really understand you very well’ face and says “I’m French”. I throw out some French that i know, but I eject quickly. She was so lovely though.

We head up to covent garden, on the way, running up to girls that have passed us and directly opening them. Everywhere we look, its “what opportunity can we see” rather than “oh, if only i could approach her” (the latter being what i would have said just one week ago)! We warm up, and i get Michael (a new guy who’s just joined us) to go and approach. We’ve all done approaches now and feel great!

We head to a pub. I’m determined to only drink water all night (which i succeed in doing)! Michéal opens 2 girls and is doing well. I come in, tell them he’s a great guy, then do the best friends test before exiting. They love it, but seem drunk!

We head up to Tiger Tiger. I’m still drinking water. Argh! I’ve got the worst AA ever now. Its loud, I’ve never been comfortable in clubs, but sober as well?!! Argh! I walk all the way round, lowering all my value. Raj (as usual, and in a great way) pushes me into approaching a 2-set. It doesn’t go well, but gets me over my AA. More time goes on, and I direct-approach a blonde who turns out to be older and less pretty than i thought, but it goes well. We flirt whilst her friend stands there and despite my efforts keeps out of conversation. We talk for ages, guessing where we both come from (turns out her irish accent is weird as she comes from Canada). I say “well i’ll see you in an hour and we can compare nights”! A good way to eject i think!

Upstairs, the cutest late-30s woman passes me and i comment on how we’ve both excellent style wearing all-black. She looks me up and down then says “well, not sure if you have style”. I like a challenge! I try to hold her in conversation, realise i’m dying a little bit before she says “So, who are you, Mr Confident?”! Excellent, at least my attitude shows confidence. Doesn’t lead to much tho and she goes.

Finally, at Raj’s request, the final open is a “girl that intimidates me”. I direct-open a hot-and-cute-posh-looking-blonde. Before the conversation gets going she says she’s out with a girl on her hen night and points to her friend. Stupidly I congratulate the main girl – and a mistake – lose the girl i was originally chatting to. Won’t do that again. Good night, all in all though.