May 5th 2012 - Open sesame, here comes a number

This was it. Tonight would be the night I successfully opened a set*. I went back to the same bar with Jay, this time with confidence in my game. I had spent the last week filming myself and critiquing the verbal and non-verbal aspects of my game.


We arrived at club a little later than usual, so we had to wait in line. I was so motivated to succeed; I immediately began scanning the line for potential targets.  Near the front of the line, I spotted two women—one petit blonde, and another average sized brunette. I quickly grabbed Jay and pretended we had seen someone we knew in the line, I stopped just before I passed the two set and proceeded with an opener. I turned as If I was asking a simple question—and as if at any moment I could leave—and asked “Hey, my friend and I were arguing and he says that This is London is a better club, but I told him Wetbar is better, what do you guys think?” The perky blonde immediately jumped in and said “Definitely Wetbar, we’re here so it’s clearly the place to be.” I took that as an immediate IOI*. I then responded with, “Well, the line looks kind of long.” As soon as I said this, the blonde shot back with, “Well now you’re with us, and we’re near the front already so...” I took that as a second IOI and casually responded with “Well if you’re going to beg me to come in with you guys, I guess I’ll oblige.”


Jay and I quickly exchanged pleasantries--which I now realized could have been delayed to produce more IOI’s, but none the less the set was a success. We found out that the two women were locals who were looking for a night out to celebrate the brunette’s promotion. Jay occupied the brunette, while I conversed with the blonde for most of the night. Nothing outrageous occurred, but at the end of the night, I received the blonde’s phone number—which is a big deal for me. 


I successfully overcame my fear of rejection, and produced a success story that I can now replicate –and even enhance—in future interactions. Perhaps I’ll give the cute blonde a call soon, but more importantly, this has shown me is that I am fully capable of talking and flirting with women.  I can’t wait what is in store for me now that I know I can succeed.  

Till next week,

Prince

*Set- a group of people. i.e. 2 people would be called a two set, or 3 people would be called a three set etc.

*IOI- Indication of interest. This is where a woman displays some sort of interest towards you.

April 29th 2012 - Through Failure we are Forced to Learn how to Succeed

I was nervous, what else can I say. I decided to go to a club with a friend on Friday, we’ll call him “Jay” (keeping names hidden for personal reasons). We were in line and I was already panicking. I had planned to approach at least one woman that night with a stock opener I had read about. I got into the club, grabbed a drink with Jay, and proceded to scan the room for potential “targets”. As I looked around, I noticed a cute brunette, about 5’5, long hair, and a fairly attractive body. She was surrounded by three other girls who all seemed to be laughing and having a good time. I knew that I needed to approach quickly. I didn’t want to over think things, and I didn’t want to be that creeper who just stares at people from the corner of the bar.

 I walked up to her with little confidence and alcohol induced adrenalin. Trying to avoid making a direct B line to her, I walked as if I was walking past her, and then stopped as if something caught my interest. As I stopped, I leaned in a said “Hey, um, I have a question. Who do you think lies more, um....men or women?” As I said this, I knew immediatly I had failed. They looked at me and said “Men!” and then proceded to walk away leaving me staring at nothing. As they walked away, every bit of me was demoralized. I had failed in what I considered, a train wreck.

I went home early that night and decided to study my game. I rehearsed openers in front of a mirror and filmed my approach with a video camera critiquing every word, sigh, and hand gesture. I went so far as to practice walking to make sure that I walked in a confident and cool manner. I needed to succeed, failure was not an option. While I may not have succeeded this week, I WILL NOT fail next week. I plan to go back to the club with Jay next weekend. I’ll continue to practice all my openers and critique my game till I am confident that I can approach.

 Till next week,
 Prince

April 26th 2012 - My Journey Begins

It’s been over a year since she left me. It’s sad to think I haven’t been with anyone since she told me we were over. I’ve tried meeting women, but I can’t seem to initiate anything. I’m scared, alone, and lost. I’ve talked to women—at least made an effort to do so—but I can’t seem to be anything but a friend, or sadly even just an acquaintance. The whole thing frightens me. How can anyone just talk to a random woman and tell her he is interested? I’ve seen it done, so I know it’s possible, but I can’t seem to figure it out. Anytime I’ve approached a woman I always seem to get tongue tied and end up standing there awkwardly and silent as she analyzes just how pathetic I really am.

 My very self-worth is depreciating. If I was a stock on Wall Street, I’d be bankrupt. I’m 26, I work a mediocre job, and I’ve only ever been with one woman. How many 26 year olds do you know that have only ever been with one woman? Let me tell you, save a few virgins, I’m a rare breed. I don’t want to be like this anymore. I’m not looking for just sex—although that would be okay too—I really want someone in my life that matters. I want that female companionship I see so many other guys have. I want a woman to call my own.

 I’ve been reading and studying lately. No, I’m not in school, but I might as well be. I’m learning how to be socially competent by studying pickup artists. I know this might sound sleazy, but after reading the book The Game, and seeing all these shows and videos about average guys becoming pickup artists, I’m willing to try it. I’ve decided to dedicate this blog to documenting my journey from AFC (Average Frustrated Chump) to hopefully a PUA.

I'll start this weekend,
Prince