irelad
09-16-2007, 02:28 PM
Hello,
Well what can I say. I was full of great intentions towards the end of last week, I even had one or two original openers in my head that I wanted to try out and when it came to the crunch, I didn't even make one approach.
Myself and two lads went out on Friday night. My hope was to end up in some cool bar with plenty of targets and somehow coax myself into making a few approaches. Don't get me wrong, I was not expecting to get any further than approach, open, and eject with my body and soul intact.
We went to this bar called "The Eiffel Bar". It got a good write up in the Lonely Planet guide but I don't know who is doing the reviews there. I think I would have renamed it "The Awful Bar". We went in and it was a complete dive. I'm 30, my mate is 31 and the other guy we were with was 40 and we were still about 20 years younger than everyone else. There was also a dog running around loose inside the bar. All that was missing was a some straw and a few spittoons.
The guys seemed open to staying there, but I promptly suggested we go elsewhere. We found another bar a short distance away, not as bad, but not as good. The only sets there contained people who were at least 50 years ago, so we bailed again.
We finally found this other bar which was moderately ok. But it was a cockfest (mostly men) and the few females that were there not exactly worth approaching. Because the bar was so small, you couldn't have even scratched your ass without someone seeing, so crashing and burning for an audience wasn't exactly what I had in mind.
We bailed out of there and hit another bar called "Heidi's". This place is a bit of a mystery. The first night I was in there was months ago and it was tang city, loads of amazing girls everywhere. Since then, its like they almost have a door ban on women. The place is cockfest HQ. We bailed out of there as it was about as interesting as a soggy ham sandwich.
We went to what would be our final bar of the evening and it was quiet with the number of sets, approaching zero. I havent approached a woman in years so going for a mixed set is definitely not my first preference. By this stage it was obvious the night was going nowhere. So about 11pm we decided to pull the rip cord and bring things to a thundering halt. My mates didn't know I had half intended to sarge, but they are both in LTR's and I didn't want to open them up to my plan. At least one of them anyway as I dont know him so well.
There is another club which is in a city which is less than an hour away. A friend from home has raved about it so I'm thinking of going to it before I leave Denmark. Although I think I will have to sarge solo. Not sure how that would work out. I've tried going for nights out on my own before and they were crap.
The lack of progress continues. I hate the way I'm hard coded into doing nothing.
Well what can I say. I was full of great intentions towards the end of last week, I even had one or two original openers in my head that I wanted to try out and when it came to the crunch, I didn't even make one approach.
Myself and two lads went out on Friday night. My hope was to end up in some cool bar with plenty of targets and somehow coax myself into making a few approaches. Don't get me wrong, I was not expecting to get any further than approach, open, and eject with my body and soul intact.
We went to this bar called "The Eiffel Bar". It got a good write up in the Lonely Planet guide but I don't know who is doing the reviews there. I think I would have renamed it "The Awful Bar". We went in and it was a complete dive. I'm 30, my mate is 31 and the other guy we were with was 40 and we were still about 20 years younger than everyone else. There was also a dog running around loose inside the bar. All that was missing was a some straw and a few spittoons.
The guys seemed open to staying there, but I promptly suggested we go elsewhere. We found another bar a short distance away, not as bad, but not as good. The only sets there contained people who were at least 50 years ago, so we bailed again.
We finally found this other bar which was moderately ok. But it was a cockfest (mostly men) and the few females that were there not exactly worth approaching. Because the bar was so small, you couldn't have even scratched your ass without someone seeing, so crashing and burning for an audience wasn't exactly what I had in mind.
We bailed out of there and hit another bar called "Heidi's". This place is a bit of a mystery. The first night I was in there was months ago and it was tang city, loads of amazing girls everywhere. Since then, its like they almost have a door ban on women. The place is cockfest HQ. We bailed out of there as it was about as interesting as a soggy ham sandwich.
We went to what would be our final bar of the evening and it was quiet with the number of sets, approaching zero. I havent approached a woman in years so going for a mixed set is definitely not my first preference. By this stage it was obvious the night was going nowhere. So about 11pm we decided to pull the rip cord and bring things to a thundering halt. My mates didn't know I had half intended to sarge, but they are both in LTR's and I didn't want to open them up to my plan. At least one of them anyway as I dont know him so well.
There is another club which is in a city which is less than an hour away. A friend from home has raved about it so I'm thinking of going to it before I leave Denmark. Although I think I will have to sarge solo. Not sure how that would work out. I've tried going for nights out on my own before and they were crap.
The lack of progress continues. I hate the way I'm hard coded into doing nothing.