MTCesquire
10-05-2007, 12:15 AM
OK, so my last post was about how I was so nervous about opening/approaching, blah, blah, blah. Well, tonight I finally did it. I finally gathered up enough nerve to approach. I figured all I'd do is just open sets, then I'd add on to opening the next time I went out. I just wanted to see if I could do it. This is how it went.
Me, my friend and his g/f (in town for a few days) went to this bar that me and my friend frequent on the regular. Normally, I'd just grab a brew and post up against the wall the whole time. This time, with A1 in mind, I decided I was gonna holla at some broads. The first set I saw was on the floor dancing; my friend spotted them. We decide to go up and holla. They start backing away from us. I yell out, "Hey, it's cool. If I were you, I'd be scared to dance w/ me, too". Didn't work, they backed themselves further away from us and that was that with them. Thought nothing of it and kept it moving. (In retrospect, I can see where I fucked up there. By us approaching them as they were dancing, we already showed interest. By that point, it didn't matter what I said to them, they already had the upper hand by backing away from us. But anyway...)
So, the rest of the night, I'm talking to a lot of the folks that go to that bar that I know (building social proof). I see this chick (an HB8) that bartends there, so I go up to her and start chatting about life and shit. I already know she's knee deep in a relationship, but I decide to open her anyway just to kinda see how shit would go. This is my opener, I made it up on the way to the bar. It's convoluted as fuck, but whatever:
"Hey, what's up? Don't have a lot of time, my friends are waiting for me, but check this out. My friend came here w/ his ex. They've been having problems lately and they decided that they would try to rekindle things by having a "date" at the place that they met (his g/f had never been to this bar before in her life, but w/e). Do you think that's a good idea?"
She's all like, "nah, cause they'll go back to the same bullshit they have once they get home, blah, blah, blah."
So I roll with that, give her a hug, and keep it moving. Then I see a 3-set later on, two chicks and a dude, the chicks a HB6 and a bangin HB8.5. I couldn't pass it up, the dude looked like a straight bitch anyway, so I hit the group with the same opening. The HB8.5 came in with mad interest to the question, so she answered pretty much the same way the bartender did. At the end, she said, "Yeah, I'd pretty much be like fuck it and try to start talking to someone new."
I was like, "Damn, you're a cold chick. Something told me not to come over here."
She ate it up, laughing and shit. Because I hadn't planned on the A2 stage, I fucked up after this. I start qualifying her too soon cause I didn't have anything to fall back on. We start talking about her heritage (she says she Indian, god damn!), her taste in music, etc. That went on for a few minutes. After running out of shit to say, I go, "Well, check this out. (whip out phone) I'm gonna give you one chance to give me your # so we can link up later".
She goes, "I have a b/f".
I say, "Hey, that's cool. All that means is that I can keep you company while he's away."
She cracks up at that. I knew I had her, I just couldn't come up with anything non-qualifying to keep her there. At the end of the convo, she's all like, "I can't give you my #, but I can give you a 'nice talking with you'". After that, I say the dumbest shit ever (her name was Blaine, like that magician guy).
"Alright, next time I see you, I wanna see some magic, like I wanna see you make me disappear" (to myself: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!! Why the fuck did I say THAT, of ALL shit???)
She says, "I gotta trick. Watch me disappear!" (fakes like she's running away)
To recover, I'm like, "Ohhh, that's so funny! Next time, come with something more original". I'd already screwed myself royally by that point. I could've said "Bippity, bobbity, boo" and it wouldn't have mattered.
Yet and still, my confidence shot up 100 points. I'm that much closer to mastering this shit. I can see the importance of DHV's, having stock material, getting from A2 to A3. But, tonight, I just wanted to see myself get through A1 without feeling like a douche afterwards. I accomplished that goal. Next time, I'm coming thru with some shit to keep me in A2 for a minute. God bless this MM!
Me, my friend and his g/f (in town for a few days) went to this bar that me and my friend frequent on the regular. Normally, I'd just grab a brew and post up against the wall the whole time. This time, with A1 in mind, I decided I was gonna holla at some broads. The first set I saw was on the floor dancing; my friend spotted them. We decide to go up and holla. They start backing away from us. I yell out, "Hey, it's cool. If I were you, I'd be scared to dance w/ me, too". Didn't work, they backed themselves further away from us and that was that with them. Thought nothing of it and kept it moving. (In retrospect, I can see where I fucked up there. By us approaching them as they were dancing, we already showed interest. By that point, it didn't matter what I said to them, they already had the upper hand by backing away from us. But anyway...)
So, the rest of the night, I'm talking to a lot of the folks that go to that bar that I know (building social proof). I see this chick (an HB8) that bartends there, so I go up to her and start chatting about life and shit. I already know she's knee deep in a relationship, but I decide to open her anyway just to kinda see how shit would go. This is my opener, I made it up on the way to the bar. It's convoluted as fuck, but whatever:
"Hey, what's up? Don't have a lot of time, my friends are waiting for me, but check this out. My friend came here w/ his ex. They've been having problems lately and they decided that they would try to rekindle things by having a "date" at the place that they met (his g/f had never been to this bar before in her life, but w/e). Do you think that's a good idea?"
She's all like, "nah, cause they'll go back to the same bullshit they have once they get home, blah, blah, blah."
So I roll with that, give her a hug, and keep it moving. Then I see a 3-set later on, two chicks and a dude, the chicks a HB6 and a bangin HB8.5. I couldn't pass it up, the dude looked like a straight bitch anyway, so I hit the group with the same opening. The HB8.5 came in with mad interest to the question, so she answered pretty much the same way the bartender did. At the end, she said, "Yeah, I'd pretty much be like fuck it and try to start talking to someone new."
I was like, "Damn, you're a cold chick. Something told me not to come over here."
She ate it up, laughing and shit. Because I hadn't planned on the A2 stage, I fucked up after this. I start qualifying her too soon cause I didn't have anything to fall back on. We start talking about her heritage (she says she Indian, god damn!), her taste in music, etc. That went on for a few minutes. After running out of shit to say, I go, "Well, check this out. (whip out phone) I'm gonna give you one chance to give me your # so we can link up later".
She goes, "I have a b/f".
I say, "Hey, that's cool. All that means is that I can keep you company while he's away."
She cracks up at that. I knew I had her, I just couldn't come up with anything non-qualifying to keep her there. At the end of the convo, she's all like, "I can't give you my #, but I can give you a 'nice talking with you'". After that, I say the dumbest shit ever (her name was Blaine, like that magician guy).
"Alright, next time I see you, I wanna see some magic, like I wanna see you make me disappear" (to myself: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!! Why the fuck did I say THAT, of ALL shit???)
She says, "I gotta trick. Watch me disappear!" (fakes like she's running away)
To recover, I'm like, "Ohhh, that's so funny! Next time, come with something more original". I'd already screwed myself royally by that point. I could've said "Bippity, bobbity, boo" and it wouldn't have mattered.
Yet and still, my confidence shot up 100 points. I'm that much closer to mastering this shit. I can see the importance of DHV's, having stock material, getting from A2 to A3. But, tonight, I just wanted to see myself get through A1 without feeling like a douche afterwards. I accomplished that goal. Next time, I'm coming thru with some shit to keep me in A2 for a minute. God bless this MM!