MikeYikes122
Master Don Juan
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Alright guys, I've decided to start an approach journal. Currently, I only have one plate and she isn't even really spinning. She is more someone I just call when I am in a really big drought, I'm not even really attracted to her. I haven't gotten action - outside of just making out - in going on three weeks, but instead of calling up the plate I don't really even like, I'm going to try to get some plates going off cold approaches. I plan to approach in public and out at bars/clubs. I have a digital recorder as well, so I might try to get some audio up. But it hasn't worked in the past because it doesn't do a very good job of picking conversations from my shirt pocket.
I consider myself pretty good at cold approaching. I don't get AA unless I'm in a bar or a club that is really loud and busy, and I'm completely sober. It's just something about the atmosphere, I'm not really sure what it is. But while I'm good at cold approaching, I've only ever gotten a handful of FBs, plates or girlfriends from doing it over the years. I've relied mostly on social game to meet girls, as I usually have a lot of friends and a wide social network in all the cities I've lived in over the years.
So, I guess the purpose of this journal is to get better at cold approaching and learn to rely less on social game. I also, of course, want to get some plates going. I'm not going to turn down girls I meet through friends, but I won't actively seek them out through my social network like I would normally do when I needed get some plates going. Though, I have to admit, I have a new neighbor and a 29-year-old HB 8.5 who will probably enter into the equation soon. If they become plates, I won't stop cold approaching.
Some of the convos won't be exact because my memory sucks for things like this, but I will try to get the important parts right.
Here is the first night of approaches out at a bar last night:
HB 6.5 who I used to work with a long time ago and her friend - HB 8.5. I'm not interested in the 6.5, but the 8.5 caught my eye, so I approached them and reminded the 6.5 of who I was. It took her a second, but she remembered me. I've never met the 8.5 before.
HB 6.5: Oh yeah, I remember you. Where are you working at now?
Mike: I'm still with (where I work).
HB 6.5: You like it?
Mike: Well, I work from home three days a week and sleep till noon. Who the hell wouldn't like that?
HB 6.5: Haha, sounds like a good set up. This is Andrea
*she introduces the 8.5*
I shake her hand and say "nice to meet you"
HB6.5: She used to work (at where we worked) too.
Mike: Oh yeah? What did you do?
HB 8.5: Mostly in (where she worked).
Mike: So you know Jake?
HB 8.5: Yeah, I know him. He worked more in a different department.
Mike: He is my boy, we used to get in to trouble together back in college.
HB 8.5: That makes me miss college.
Mike: Yeah, I miss college too, but I sure haven't forgotten how to act like I'm still in college.
*I take a huge drink of the beer I had and the girls laugh*
Mike: Did you guys work under Tom at all? I always see him out.
HB 8.5: Yeah! I always see him out. He always gets drunk and tells me how hot he thinks I am.
Mike: That's funny because he always gets drunk and tells me the same thing.
(Girls laugh)
*HB 8.5 touches me on the shoulder while she's laughing*
HB 8.5: I'm sure he does.
HB 6.5: So are you still running? (I have no idea how she remembered I was a runner. I barely knew this chick.)
Mike: Yeah, I got seventh place in a race two weekends ago, so I've still got it a little bit. I've gained some weight, but I haven't lost a step.
HB 8.5: I ran in that race too. You got seventh!?
*She raises her hand to give me a high-five, but I don't notice*
HB 8.5: Don't leave me hanging!
*I high-five her*
Now, this was going insanely well. I could tell the 6.5 wanted me from the second I approached, but I could feel the 8.5 liked me too. We talked a little bit more, but my buddy came up over my shoulder and made fun of me for talking to the 6.5. The girls heard him completely and they kind of got creeped out by him and told me they were going to go dance. I decided not to follow them because I had to talk to my buddy. I was going to meet up with them in the bar later and try to seal off the 8.5 for a number close. That plan was blown when they walked up to me 15 minutes later and told me they were leaving because they had to work in the morning. I should have number closed then, but I was just caught off-guard.
How would you guys have sealed off the 8.5 in that situation or number closed her?
Second approach of the night coming in the next post. And this one is truly a cold approach where I don't have any sort of connection to the girl in the past.
I consider myself pretty good at cold approaching. I don't get AA unless I'm in a bar or a club that is really loud and busy, and I'm completely sober. It's just something about the atmosphere, I'm not really sure what it is. But while I'm good at cold approaching, I've only ever gotten a handful of FBs, plates or girlfriends from doing it over the years. I've relied mostly on social game to meet girls, as I usually have a lot of friends and a wide social network in all the cities I've lived in over the years.
So, I guess the purpose of this journal is to get better at cold approaching and learn to rely less on social game. I also, of course, want to get some plates going. I'm not going to turn down girls I meet through friends, but I won't actively seek them out through my social network like I would normally do when I needed get some plates going. Though, I have to admit, I have a new neighbor and a 29-year-old HB 8.5 who will probably enter into the equation soon. If they become plates, I won't stop cold approaching.
Some of the convos won't be exact because my memory sucks for things like this, but I will try to get the important parts right.
Here is the first night of approaches out at a bar last night:
HB 6.5 who I used to work with a long time ago and her friend - HB 8.5. I'm not interested in the 6.5, but the 8.5 caught my eye, so I approached them and reminded the 6.5 of who I was. It took her a second, but she remembered me. I've never met the 8.5 before.
HB 6.5: Oh yeah, I remember you. Where are you working at now?
Mike: I'm still with (where I work).
HB 6.5: You like it?
Mike: Well, I work from home three days a week and sleep till noon. Who the hell wouldn't like that?
HB 6.5: Haha, sounds like a good set up. This is Andrea
*she introduces the 8.5*
I shake her hand and say "nice to meet you"
HB6.5: She used to work (at where we worked) too.
Mike: Oh yeah? What did you do?
HB 8.5: Mostly in (where she worked).
Mike: So you know Jake?
HB 8.5: Yeah, I know him. He worked more in a different department.
Mike: He is my boy, we used to get in to trouble together back in college.
HB 8.5: That makes me miss college.
Mike: Yeah, I miss college too, but I sure haven't forgotten how to act like I'm still in college.
*I take a huge drink of the beer I had and the girls laugh*
Mike: Did you guys work under Tom at all? I always see him out.
HB 8.5: Yeah! I always see him out. He always gets drunk and tells me how hot he thinks I am.
Mike: That's funny because he always gets drunk and tells me the same thing.
(Girls laugh)
*HB 8.5 touches me on the shoulder while she's laughing*
HB 8.5: I'm sure he does.
HB 6.5: So are you still running? (I have no idea how she remembered I was a runner. I barely knew this chick.)
Mike: Yeah, I got seventh place in a race two weekends ago, so I've still got it a little bit. I've gained some weight, but I haven't lost a step.
HB 8.5: I ran in that race too. You got seventh!?
*She raises her hand to give me a high-five, but I don't notice*
HB 8.5: Don't leave me hanging!
*I high-five her*
Now, this was going insanely well. I could tell the 6.5 wanted me from the second I approached, but I could feel the 8.5 liked me too. We talked a little bit more, but my buddy came up over my shoulder and made fun of me for talking to the 6.5. The girls heard him completely and they kind of got creeped out by him and told me they were going to go dance. I decided not to follow them because I had to talk to my buddy. I was going to meet up with them in the bar later and try to seal off the 8.5 for a number close. That plan was blown when they walked up to me 15 minutes later and told me they were leaving because they had to work in the morning. I should have number closed then, but I was just caught off-guard.
How would you guys have sealed off the 8.5 in that situation or number closed her?
Second approach of the night coming in the next post. And this one is truly a cold approach where I don't have any sort of connection to the girl in the past.