Possibly My Best Solo Day Game Day Ever
Description
Do You Reveal Too Much About Your Relationship?
Be Yourself: The Truth About Authentic Dating
Why So Many Relationships End at 90 Days
There really are NO BAD DATES!
How The Law of Attraction Can Help You Find Love
A Dude Diner’s Doctrine
Soundtrax To Your Life: Pre-Date Tunes
Ms. Awesome’s Advice for Men
Bad Relationships Aren’t Investments
How To Get A One Nite Stand Out Of Your Apartment
I’m still in my head to much when I’m rolling solo during the day. If I’m with my friends and having a good time, I can approach, because it’s almost like they expect me to approach. Like I’m the guy that has the balls to do the shit they don’t.
But, solo dolo, is generally a no go.
I say I’m going to approach, but then I talk myself out of every approach, Naw, nevermind, she’s only about a 6, Nevermind, she’s older than I thought she was…etc, etc.
So, I told myself, I was going to chill with this shit. I had a paper to write, but I don’t have class on Wednesday’s, so I decided to spend Wednesday at another school – work on my paper and get a few approaches in.
I was going to wake up at like 7am and eat breakfast and all that jazz and then head out to another school outside of the city, in a nearby town.
So, I wake up, but by the time I’m about to head out of the door, it’s later than I said I was going to get out.
Now, I don’t feel like driving up to another town. I’ll just go to this school downtown that I’ve never been to before and check it out.
I get up there, and walk around a bit.
Same old shit. Not approaching. Talking myself out of every approach. Naw, not her. Next one.
Eventually, I just give up and go to the library to work on my paper. I get in there and what the fuck? You can’t log into the internet without being a student there – really? No open wifi? Y’all suck.
I go downstairs to just grab something to eat and decide where to go now.
When I’m grabbing something out of the cafeteria, I notice one of the chicks at the cash register is cute. I go to her line.
I get up to her and she’s texting on the phone… “Look at you, texting on the job…”
She laughs, “Everybody texts on the job!”
I chat with her for bit, while she rings up my food, I make fun of her finger nail color and stuff. Then, I hit her with, “you are kinda cute though…”
“Thank you..”
“What’s your name?”
“[Her name]” I had already moved past a bit, so as not to hold up the line, she’s already checking out the next person in line, so I don’t really go for the close, I just tell her my name as well…
“Oh, okay! Nice to meet you [Willy Wonka]!” She smiles at me and then turns back to the customer she was checking out now.
Welp, at least that’s out of the way.
I eat. Then, I decide to head to another school on the other side of downtown. I’ve been up there once before to buy a textbook from their bookstore.
I get up there. Same thing. I walk around, scope the place out, but don’t approach.
Again, I decide to go to the library to start my paper.
I start a little bit, get a little bit written, but I can’t help but to be frustrated that I haven’t really approached anything. One chick that’s a cashier doesn’t even count that much – she’s paid to talk to customers.
So, I pack up my books and drop them in my bag and head back down the elevator.
I’m opening the first cute chick I see, no excuses.
I walk outside, and I see a cute chick across the street, sit down at the top of some steps.
Fuck it. Go for it.
I walk across the street and straight up the steps to her, “Hey, you got an interesting little school girl look to you…”
She laughs… “haha… what?”
“It’s your dress.”
“Thanks.”
“You look cute, though.”
“Awwwww…. thank you.”
“What building is this?” [snip thread, go into something else]
She tells me that it’s the theater, they do shows in their, she just came back from dance, she’s a model. She likes to go to clubs, she’s a psych major – then she tells me all about some paper she just wrote about children as young as two years old getting diagnosed with bipolar disorder and then getting prescribed adult medication. I could tell she was passionate about the subject, so I let her talk…
She stopped herself, “I’m sorry, I’m such a braniac…”
“Naw, it’s cool, so you’re saying the temporal lobes and the hippocampus that are the parts of the brain where they test to detect bipolar disorder?” [show that I'm listening, let her talk about something she cares about]
She picks it back up and continues.
I feel like this set is going well, but at the same time, I never really did any attraction – no real teasing or DHVs, just a very chit chatty vibe. Comfort game type stuff.
After she gets off of a subject she’s so passionate about, I start to drop teases in more where I can.
We talk for a bit, and then I think she tries to excuse herself by saying, “It’s hot out here, I’m about to go back inside. You’re welcome to come with me, though. “
I didn’t really like this frame of her going inside cuz it was hot, and me tagging along just to continue to talk to her. I try to excuse myself, “Naw, I actually need to go work on my paper.”
“Oh okay. Where are you working on your paper at?”
“Just in the library.”
“Oh, why don’t you just do it in the iMac room?”
“The iMac room?”
“Yeah, you’ve never seen the iMac room? It’s a computer lab in this building right here with a bunch of brand new iMacs. It’s really nice, I could show you.”
“Alright, show me.”
And, we walk towards that buidling. While walking, some dude says “what’s up” to her. She says “hey”. Then he tries to clown me, “Nice haircut bro.”
I ignore him the first time. ”Hey dude, I’m talking to you man.”
I turn my head, “Me?”
“Yeah. Nice haircut, bro.”
“Thanks.” I acted like he just gave me a compliment, eventhough I knew he was trying to clown me. I don’t know what that was all about, but I get it shortly, as Model/Dancer/Psyc Major tells me about it. She met him through a friend, then he found her on Facebook and tried to date her, etc, etc. She made him sound lame as hell, you could tell she was a bit annoyed by him too. ”He actually never talks to me anymore, I’m surprised he said ‘what’s up’ to me right there” she says.
Anyway, we get to the computer lab, she wraps up her paper and goes to class which was about to start. I start on my paper. I stay in the computer lab working on my paper, and she comes back in there when she should’ve been in class – “I was bored in class, I thought I’d come by and see if you were still here.”
“You got bored in class, so you left?”
“No, I’m going back. All my stuff is still in there.”
Ha, I’ll call that an IOI.
Anyway, I Facebook closed her of course – when we first got to the computer lab.
After sitting there, writing my paper for awhile I get hungry, and decide to go home and eat something.
I’m almost to my car, when another car parks in front of mine and a cute chick gets out. She starts walking toward the school. I can’t help myself, I walk up to her and stop her, “Excuse me, can I just say something? The way you got out of that car, it reminded me of a grandmother…”
She laughs… “What?… I, I, I wasn’t trying to…”
I snip her gibberish, “Naw, but you are cute though.”
She lights up. We start talking, she keeps saying she’s about to be late for class, but I keep drawing her back in. I get my phone out and I have it in my hand and I ask if she’s on Facebook, she says that she is, but then we start talking about something else. ”No, I really am about to be late for class, I need to get going.”
“Alright, here, put your name in here.” I hand her my phone.
She puts her name in my phone, but only her first name.
I read it and mispronounce it.
She laughs and then double checks to make sure she spelled it right. I make fun of her for only putting in her first name, she says her first name isn’t very common.
“So, there aren’t any other [her names]?”
“No, there are.”
I hand my phone back to her and she puts her last name in too. I tell her it was nice meeting her, and then I move on.
3 total sets. 2 Facebook closes. I’ll call that a decent day. Better than I normal day when I go out sarging alone.
Be Yourself: The Truth About Authentic Dating
Why So Many Relationships End at 90 Days
There really are NO BAD DATES!
How The Law of Attraction Can Help You Find Love
A Dude Diner’s Doctrine
Soundtrax To Your Life: Pre-Date Tunes
Ms. Awesome’s Advice for Men
Bad Relationships Aren’t Investments
How To Get A One Nite Stand Out Of Your Apartment
I’m still in my head to much when I’m rolling solo during the day. If I’m with my friends and having a good time, I can approach, because it’s almost like they expect me to approach. Like I’m the guy that has the balls to do the shit they don’t.
But, solo dolo, is generally a no go.
I say I’m going to approach, but then I talk myself out of every approach, Naw, nevermind, she’s only about a 6, Nevermind, she’s older than I thought she was…etc, etc.
So, I told myself, I was going to chill with this shit. I had a paper to write, but I don’t have class on Wednesday’s, so I decided to spend Wednesday at another school – work on my paper and get a few approaches in.
I was going to wake up at like 7am and eat breakfast and all that jazz and then head out to another school outside of the city, in a nearby town.
So, I wake up, but by the time I’m about to head out of the door, it’s later than I said I was going to get out.
Now, I don’t feel like driving up to another town. I’ll just go to this school downtown that I’ve never been to before and check it out.
I get up there, and walk around a bit.
Same old shit. Not approaching. Talking myself out of every approach. Naw, not her. Next one.
Eventually, I just give up and go to the library to work on my paper. I get in there and what the fuck? You can’t log into the internet without being a student there – really? No open wifi? Y’all suck.
I go downstairs to just grab something to eat and decide where to go now.
When I’m grabbing something out of the cafeteria, I notice one of the chicks at the cash register is cute. I go to her line.
I get up to her and she’s texting on the phone… “Look at you, texting on the job…”
She laughs, “Everybody texts on the job!”
I chat with her for bit, while she rings up my food, I make fun of her finger nail color and stuff. Then, I hit her with, “you are kinda cute though…”
“Thank you..”
“What’s your name?”
“[Her name]” I had already moved past a bit, so as not to hold up the line, she’s already checking out the next person in line, so I don’t really go for the close, I just tell her my name as well…
“Oh, okay! Nice to meet you [Willy Wonka]!” She smiles at me and then turns back to the customer she was checking out now.
Welp, at least that’s out of the way.
I eat. Then, I decide to head to another school on the other side of downtown. I’ve been up there once before to buy a textbook from their bookstore.
I get up there. Same thing. I walk around, scope the place out, but don’t approach.
Again, I decide to go to the library to start my paper.
I start a little bit, get a little bit written, but I can’t help but to be frustrated that I haven’t really approached anything. One chick that’s a cashier doesn’t even count that much – she’s paid to talk to customers.
So, I pack up my books and drop them in my bag and head back down the elevator.
I’m opening the first cute chick I see, no excuses.
I walk outside, and I see a cute chick across the street, sit down at the top of some steps.
Fuck it. Go for it.
I walk across the street and straight up the steps to her, “Hey, you got an interesting little school girl look to you…”
She laughs… “haha… what?”
“It’s your dress.”
“Thanks.”
“You look cute, though.”
“Awwwww…. thank you.”
“What building is this?” [snip thread, go into something else]
She tells me that it’s the theater, they do shows in their, she just came back from dance, she’s a model. She likes to go to clubs, she’s a psych major – then she tells me all about some paper she just wrote about children as young as two years old getting diagnosed with bipolar disorder and then getting prescribed adult medication. I could tell she was passionate about the subject, so I let her talk…
She stopped herself, “I’m sorry, I’m such a braniac…”
“Naw, it’s cool, so you’re saying the temporal lobes and the hippocampus that are the parts of the brain where they test to detect bipolar disorder?” [show that I'm listening, let her talk about something she cares about]
She picks it back up and continues.
I feel like this set is going well, but at the same time, I never really did any attraction – no real teasing or DHVs, just a very chit chatty vibe. Comfort game type stuff.
After she gets off of a subject she’s so passionate about, I start to drop teases in more where I can.
We talk for a bit, and then I think she tries to excuse herself by saying, “It’s hot out here, I’m about to go back inside. You’re welcome to come with me, though. “
I didn’t really like this frame of her going inside cuz it was hot, and me tagging along just to continue to talk to her. I try to excuse myself, “Naw, I actually need to go work on my paper.”
“Oh okay. Where are you working on your paper at?”
“Just in the library.”
“Oh, why don’t you just do it in the iMac room?”
“The iMac room?”
“Yeah, you’ve never seen the iMac room? It’s a computer lab in this building right here with a bunch of brand new iMacs. It’s really nice, I could show you.”
“Alright, show me.”
And, we walk towards that buidling. While walking, some dude says “what’s up” to her. She says “hey”. Then he tries to clown me, “Nice haircut bro.”
I ignore him the first time. ”Hey dude, I’m talking to you man.”
I turn my head, “Me?”
“Yeah. Nice haircut, bro.”
“Thanks.” I acted like he just gave me a compliment, eventhough I knew he was trying to clown me. I don’t know what that was all about, but I get it shortly, as Model/Dancer/Psyc Major tells me about it. She met him through a friend, then he found her on Facebook and tried to date her, etc, etc. She made him sound lame as hell, you could tell she was a bit annoyed by him too. ”He actually never talks to me anymore, I’m surprised he said ‘what’s up’ to me right there” she says.
Anyway, we get to the computer lab, she wraps up her paper and goes to class which was about to start. I start on my paper. I stay in the computer lab working on my paper, and she comes back in there when she should’ve been in class – “I was bored in class, I thought I’d come by and see if you were still here.”
“You got bored in class, so you left?”
“No, I’m going back. All my stuff is still in there.”
Ha, I’ll call that an IOI.
Anyway, I Facebook closed her of course – when we first got to the computer lab.
After sitting there, writing my paper for awhile I get hungry, and decide to go home and eat something.
I’m almost to my car, when another car parks in front of mine and a cute chick gets out. She starts walking toward the school. I can’t help myself, I walk up to her and stop her, “Excuse me, can I just say something? The way you got out of that car, it reminded me of a grandmother…”
She laughs… “What?… I, I, I wasn’t trying to…”
I snip her gibberish, “Naw, but you are cute though.”
She lights up. We start talking, she keeps saying she’s about to be late for class, but I keep drawing her back in. I get my phone out and I have it in my hand and I ask if she’s on Facebook, she says that she is, but then we start talking about something else. ”No, I really am about to be late for class, I need to get going.”
“Alright, here, put your name in here.” I hand her my phone.
She puts her name in my phone, but only her first name.
I read it and mispronounce it.
She laughs and then double checks to make sure she spelled it right. I make fun of her for only putting in her first name, she says her first name isn’t very common.
“So, there aren’t any other [her names]?”
“No, there are.”
I hand my phone back to her and she puts her last name in too. I tell her it was nice meeting her, and then I move on.
3 total sets. 2 Facebook closes. I’ll call that a decent day. Better than I normal day when I go out sarging alone.
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