iqqi
Master Don Juan
Alot of people on here are extremely anti-buy a girl a drink in their thinking, however that is AFC! The reason these guys look down on it is because they expect women to reciprocate with attention or the booty, or some desired outcome. And they are usually disappointed!
The trick is if you buy a girl a drink, it should be out of sheer "gentlemanliness" not because you are bartering for "goods".
Now I have always felt like a man who will approach a girl out of the blue, should be willing to buy said girl a drink (if she is in need of one). It is just an old fashioned courtesy that implies politeness and respect. It is an easy way to say that you are generous and can provide, if you do it the right way. Do it the wrong way, and it says b!tch you owe me something now, and most HB's will not dig this.
It is a huge turn off if a man is very obviously unwilling to part with $5 or so. It implies either tightwad, or someone who is hung up on feminist issues.
Before you all egg me, here is something that happened last week. An Iqqi field report (remember those!)
Instance One - The non drink buyers. For instance this past weekend I was out with my girl, and some guys came up to our table. They were very well dressed in suits, and obviously had atleast ten years on us, but not bad looking or anything. One of them was downright handsome. My friend immediately started to put on the B!tch Face, but most of my friends look up to me, including her, so I took this as a chance to guide her. As the music was very loud I was able to lean into her ear and tell her quickly that a real woman knows how to be polite and converse with anyone who is not an obvious b@stard. After all, we are there to "mingle", and that is the basic idea of mingling.
The guys were very boring, they basically stared at us, made a few very lame jokes, and seemed to have no conversation skills at all, and we were making it easy! The worst part was they just stood there, almost with some kind of expectations! This actually spooked me a little. (At this point I leaned in to inform my friend that we have done what we could, and it is not our jobs to entertain bores!)
She had an empty martini in front of her, and after 5 minutes of awkard silence and stares from the men, I suggested she go get another drink, after all we did just get there and had some loosening up left to do. She got out of her chair, had to say excuse me just to get one of the guys to let her pass, and went a few steps to the bar. Neither of the men offered a drink, or to accompany her - and before any of you ask, she is beautiful, thin, extremely ladylike in style, and just turned 21. A HB7 on some ppls scales, a HBEXO on others. (NEW IQQI TERM - HBEXO is Hot Babe Extraordinary as in not scalable because she is so unique looking).
One of the men actually took her seat! And didn't get up when she came back. I had to get rude, and I informed him to please give her the seat back, and then ceased all communication and eye contact until they finally went away. Needless to say, these men lost our interest and our respect altogether.
That was a long example, and not even the main one that I am going to provide, the alter version.
Instance Two - The drink buyer. The next night I went to a club in the bigger city with two other girls. I don't like that club, and I don't like the guys they know there. I am not the happiest iqqi ever.
However something is different tonight at this club! There are tons of gorgeous men! And women of course, but the men were just eye candilious! After being there for about an hour, I left the group I was with and walked over to the bar, and ordered my second drink.
As the bartender was making it, a guy who just arrived to the club not too long ago slid in next to me, introduced himself as one of my girl's friends, and asked me what I was drinking. He then paid the bartender for the drink I already ordered that I had money out for. Then he proceeded to turn slightly and ask my friend behind me what she wanted to drink. It was last call, so she did take him up on his offer. And he ordered himself a water. While we were waiting for the drinks, he made a few observations/c+f comments about the club, and asked me a few things about myself. I don't remember what, the important things here were:
1. He was funny and intelligent
2. He did not imply that I owed him anything. Not an answer, not conversation, not a dance, not a number. A man usually asks for one of these things after buying a girl a drink.
Instead, he engaged me with wit, then after I had my drink and my friend had hers, we went to the group of ppl we were with. The Drink Buyer did not stick to me like glue. He did ask me to dance at one point, but when I told him I wasn't ready, he left it at that. He did watch me, but he did not pursue me directly. This is all in retrospect, by the way!
Now I am pretty commitmentphobic at this point in my life (just ended a bad LTR), and since I am used to men expecting something from me after buying a drink, I excused myself to the bathroom. He did not follow me, or imply that I should come back even, and I was a free woman still! I did not feel obligated to him at all, and it was a nice feeling.
Once I realized he was not going to hound me for anything, and that he had just bought a drink because he is a gentleman, I was open to him. As a matter of fact, because of the combination of his manners, charm, and wit, I was intrigued! I immediately LIKED him, even. I feel the need to point out here that in a club full of HBGUY8-10's, he was not on that level. Maybe only a HBGUY6 or 7, if I am generous. And he was short. Maybe 5'8 or 5'9., but well built and well dressed. I had maybe 3 other HBGUY9's who were trying to talk to me, but I spent the last 10 minutes conversing with him, and that's when it happened.
He said "let's get out of here." And I went!!! I have never ever left the club with a guy. We sat in his vehicle waiting on my friends to get out of the club so that we could all go to an after hours spot. During this time we talked more, and it was just fun back and forth banter, but he was able to hang with the Iq's wit! I felt like a girl out of one of Senor Finger's Field Reports! He is always running off with the girl he wants, and wooing her with wit.
After that, and I don't know when exactly it happened, but we were totally married. We were inseparable, I did whatever he wanted, he did whatever I wanted, I felt completely comfortable in his presense, and I couldn't get enough of it.
I ended up ditching my friends, going to this man's home, and staying overnight with basically a stranger who lives nearly an hour from my city! I have never done anything like this before! I was not even sure who I was when I woke up the next day! And it all started with this man's Buying a Chic a Drink Mannerisms.
Discuss.
The trick is if you buy a girl a drink, it should be out of sheer "gentlemanliness" not because you are bartering for "goods".
Now I have always felt like a man who will approach a girl out of the blue, should be willing to buy said girl a drink (if she is in need of one). It is just an old fashioned courtesy that implies politeness and respect. It is an easy way to say that you are generous and can provide, if you do it the right way. Do it the wrong way, and it says b!tch you owe me something now, and most HB's will not dig this.
It is a huge turn off if a man is very obviously unwilling to part with $5 or so. It implies either tightwad, or someone who is hung up on feminist issues.
Before you all egg me, here is something that happened last week. An Iqqi field report (remember those!)
Instance One - The non drink buyers. For instance this past weekend I was out with my girl, and some guys came up to our table. They were very well dressed in suits, and obviously had atleast ten years on us, but not bad looking or anything. One of them was downright handsome. My friend immediately started to put on the B!tch Face, but most of my friends look up to me, including her, so I took this as a chance to guide her. As the music was very loud I was able to lean into her ear and tell her quickly that a real woman knows how to be polite and converse with anyone who is not an obvious b@stard. After all, we are there to "mingle", and that is the basic idea of mingling.
The guys were very boring, they basically stared at us, made a few very lame jokes, and seemed to have no conversation skills at all, and we were making it easy! The worst part was they just stood there, almost with some kind of expectations! This actually spooked me a little. (At this point I leaned in to inform my friend that we have done what we could, and it is not our jobs to entertain bores!)
She had an empty martini in front of her, and after 5 minutes of awkard silence and stares from the men, I suggested she go get another drink, after all we did just get there and had some loosening up left to do. She got out of her chair, had to say excuse me just to get one of the guys to let her pass, and went a few steps to the bar. Neither of the men offered a drink, or to accompany her - and before any of you ask, she is beautiful, thin, extremely ladylike in style, and just turned 21. A HB7 on some ppls scales, a HBEXO on others. (NEW IQQI TERM - HBEXO is Hot Babe Extraordinary as in not scalable because she is so unique looking).
One of the men actually took her seat! And didn't get up when she came back. I had to get rude, and I informed him to please give her the seat back, and then ceased all communication and eye contact until they finally went away. Needless to say, these men lost our interest and our respect altogether.
That was a long example, and not even the main one that I am going to provide, the alter version.
Instance Two - The drink buyer. The next night I went to a club in the bigger city with two other girls. I don't like that club, and I don't like the guys they know there. I am not the happiest iqqi ever.
However something is different tonight at this club! There are tons of gorgeous men! And women of course, but the men were just eye candilious! After being there for about an hour, I left the group I was with and walked over to the bar, and ordered my second drink.
As the bartender was making it, a guy who just arrived to the club not too long ago slid in next to me, introduced himself as one of my girl's friends, and asked me what I was drinking. He then paid the bartender for the drink I already ordered that I had money out for. Then he proceeded to turn slightly and ask my friend behind me what she wanted to drink. It was last call, so she did take him up on his offer. And he ordered himself a water. While we were waiting for the drinks, he made a few observations/c+f comments about the club, and asked me a few things about myself. I don't remember what, the important things here were:
1. He was funny and intelligent
2. He did not imply that I owed him anything. Not an answer, not conversation, not a dance, not a number. A man usually asks for one of these things after buying a girl a drink.
Instead, he engaged me with wit, then after I had my drink and my friend had hers, we went to the group of ppl we were with. The Drink Buyer did not stick to me like glue. He did ask me to dance at one point, but when I told him I wasn't ready, he left it at that. He did watch me, but he did not pursue me directly. This is all in retrospect, by the way!
Now I am pretty commitmentphobic at this point in my life (just ended a bad LTR), and since I am used to men expecting something from me after buying a drink, I excused myself to the bathroom. He did not follow me, or imply that I should come back even, and I was a free woman still! I did not feel obligated to him at all, and it was a nice feeling.
Once I realized he was not going to hound me for anything, and that he had just bought a drink because he is a gentleman, I was open to him. As a matter of fact, because of the combination of his manners, charm, and wit, I was intrigued! I immediately LIKED him, even. I feel the need to point out here that in a club full of HBGUY8-10's, he was not on that level. Maybe only a HBGUY6 or 7, if I am generous. And he was short. Maybe 5'8 or 5'9., but well built and well dressed. I had maybe 3 other HBGUY9's who were trying to talk to me, but I spent the last 10 minutes conversing with him, and that's when it happened.
He said "let's get out of here." And I went!!! I have never ever left the club with a guy. We sat in his vehicle waiting on my friends to get out of the club so that we could all go to an after hours spot. During this time we talked more, and it was just fun back and forth banter, but he was able to hang with the Iq's wit! I felt like a girl out of one of Senor Finger's Field Reports! He is always running off with the girl he wants, and wooing her with wit.
After that, and I don't know when exactly it happened, but we were totally married. We were inseparable, I did whatever he wanted, he did whatever I wanted, I felt completely comfortable in his presense, and I couldn't get enough of it.
I ended up ditching my friends, going to this man's home, and staying overnight with basically a stranger who lives nearly an hour from my city! I have never done anything like this before! I was not even sure who I was when I woke up the next day! And it all started with this man's Buying a Chic a Drink Mannerisms.
Discuss.
