Cold Approach : I'm ready
I'm ready to do another one....
In the Bible I don't see anywhere on how to do a good cold approach, it seems like noone wrote a tutorial on this part.
In the meantime I wait for replies, I'll post what happened today.
Time & Date - 11/28/03 ; left home and did it at around 2:39PM
Surrounding - In NY, there's a lot of beautiful women, their *****shield is very high, VERY HIGH, unless you're very good looking because NYC women, especially the asians (mostly Cantonese) and the whites (mostly NY borned whites) are damn shallow.
So I saw three women, the rest are rejection or cold "...", you know, ignoring me.
So here goes. I'll post the situation then conversation.
First woman :
I am walking in the train looking for ways, I look like I got lost but really I'm just bored. You know, just trying to look for some target.
So I see this chick walking by (I will not say how any of the women look simply because I don't like being shallow) and I ask her "know the direction for Time Square?"
I knew it was bad to say that, I KNEW it and I didn't really want to "chase the tail" like that but I had to, it was the first thing that came to my mind and I was already nervous but did it without being self-conscious.
Her: sure, it's right around of this tunnel, just keep going straight until you get to the W or R
Me: thanks... oh and um... it seems like you know where to go, where you going?
Her: oh I'm going in the same direction as you (you can notice she is trying to "get away" from me as she turn her body)
Me: ok, I guess I'll follow you (my voice was shaky but thank god there are trains)
Her: ok
Situation change, we get on the train.
Me: ok never mind when I asked you for the Time Square direction, I was really not sure how to get to the W, that's all
Her: oh really..
Me: yeah, sorry-
Her: (she interrupt) it's ok
Me: yeah it is, hey um, you doing anything tonight? I'm free by the night, my brothers are all dead doing something
Her: (that's the face she gave me) dead?
Her: ok no, I have to go (she gets off)
So then I get off the NEXT NEXT station and turn the other way (the opposite of Manhattan in Brooklyn) and I go "AHHHHH STUPID ME, why am I so nervous." Yeah.
Second woman :
Next women I see in Chinatown.
Cantonese, she's a gangster-wannabe.
So I go up to her because she is waiting in this center (again, I like to keep low profile so you know shi t about me) and it seems like she is bored, she stares at the wall.
I go downstairs looking for a bag. I don't wanna look like a loser SO I go downstairs, look at this store in front of me and ask for a bag. Of course the stupid Chinese asked for 25 cents.. -_-
I go back upstairs and then stand next to her.
For a second she was STILL staring at the front of her.
Me: hi
Her: ....
Me: I'm Saine..
Her: .... so?
Me: why you staring at the wall? (notice, I start to get hyped up not caring whether I score or not, so **** these *****es haha)
Her: leave me alone
Me: sorry chick but is there something wrong with me that you're mad about?
Her: um... who are you? do I know you?
Me: yes you do
Her: I do?
Me: yeah I'm Saine, remember? just a few second ago I-(interrupted)
Her: ...... ok whatever, go to hell
Me: damn gal-(interrupted)
Her: goddamn leave me alone, you're so ugly (she starts to get louder) you ****ing kid who still have braces?! only gay people have braces
Me: damn well **** you shorty, it isn't like you're worth half of my balls *****.
Her: what are you talking about? my boyfriend will kick your ass
Me: whatever
Here's the situation, since I'm short, people ALWAYS underestimate me. Always. Not a damn day they go "don't mess with him". But luckily, I pack a punch for my size.
So I walked back half way like I got something to buy. My cell phone ring but I have to go outside (bad reception, yeah I know, you guessed it.. Nokia).
I talk, come back in, see her boyfriend and she is getting it on.
I'm walking close.
OO <--- couple
Me <--- me
| <--- wall
|
|
|O Me
|O
|
|
I'm sure you can imagine me walking close enough to look like I'm part of them. So! I walk by and mumble "psh, ain't ****".
Her boyfriend come up to me and go "what did you say you short shi t?"
Me: what? she's a *****, she starts coming up to me like-
Him: son, I'll whup your ass, so fuc k off nigga
Me: sure, like you can (notice you can see I am reluctant to fight, the police station is right outside)
Him: what do you want me to do baby? (to "her" girlfriend, he's a *****)
Me: (I am walking away but slowly, I want to annoy them with my presence)
Him: yo weakling
Me: (obviously I know it's him calling me, afterall I am short...)
Him: (he goes to me and tries to hit me)
Me: (I knew I finally get to kill someone, I just dodge his punch, see his girl surprised, take him down by tackling him, grab him by the waist, take him down to the floor [yes it's grappling], people starts to stare at us while he's SWINGING at me, (he doesn't know how to fight, I knew it) I do a headlock, he's trying to push away, I hold it, pulling in and pushing him to the glassdoor, security come toward us, I keep holding and I notice his face is ALL RED like roses ready to be plucked, I keep holding and feel him getting weaker and soft, the security guards put me down and I scream)
Me: HAH! YOU GOT A ***** BOYFRIEND WHO CAN'T EVEN WHO GET TAKEN DOWN BY GUY HALF HIS SIZE, YOU BIG FOR NOTHING MOTHER****ER, BRING IT ON, *****ASS! PATHETIC MOFOS! (and kept cursing until 3 guards put me down completely... then the cops came)
Ok as you can see, being short is a no-no. You're short, girls don't dig you, they think you're cute but don't dig you. Guys despise you. Nobody, NOBODY in a fighting ring or whatever is short. Sigh, **** my parents. They gave me nothing but trouble.
So onto the third women... actually I think I'll wait for some response before I go on, I have to go somewhere now. I hope you liked my report and find it somehow sarcastic and great and learn something.
I'm ready to do another one....
In the Bible I don't see anywhere on how to do a good cold approach, it seems like noone wrote a tutorial on this part.
In the meantime I wait for replies, I'll post what happened today.
Time & Date - 11/28/03 ; left home and did it at around 2:39PM
Surrounding - In NY, there's a lot of beautiful women, their *****shield is very high, VERY HIGH, unless you're very good looking because NYC women, especially the asians (mostly Cantonese) and the whites (mostly NY borned whites) are damn shallow.
So I saw three women, the rest are rejection or cold "...", you know, ignoring me.
So here goes. I'll post the situation then conversation.
First woman :
I am walking in the train looking for ways, I look like I got lost but really I'm just bored. You know, just trying to look for some target.
So I see this chick walking by (I will not say how any of the women look simply because I don't like being shallow) and I ask her "know the direction for Time Square?"
I knew it was bad to say that, I KNEW it and I didn't really want to "chase the tail" like that but I had to, it was the first thing that came to my mind and I was already nervous but did it without being self-conscious.
Her: sure, it's right around of this tunnel, just keep going straight until you get to the W or R
Me: thanks... oh and um... it seems like you know where to go, where you going?
Her: oh I'm going in the same direction as you (you can notice she is trying to "get away" from me as she turn her body)
Me: ok, I guess I'll follow you (my voice was shaky but thank god there are trains)
Her: ok
Situation change, we get on the train.
Me: ok never mind when I asked you for the Time Square direction, I was really not sure how to get to the W, that's all
Her: oh really..
Me: yeah, sorry-
Her: (she interrupt) it's ok
Me: yeah it is, hey um, you doing anything tonight? I'm free by the night, my brothers are all dead doing something
Her:
(that's the face she gave me) dead?Her: ok no, I have to go (she gets off)
So then I get off the NEXT NEXT station and turn the other way (the opposite of Manhattan in Brooklyn) and I go "AHHHHH STUPID ME, why am I so nervous." Yeah.
Second woman :
Next women I see in Chinatown.
Cantonese, she's a gangster-wannabe.
So I go up to her because she is waiting in this center (again, I like to keep low profile so you know shi t about me
) and it seems like she is bored, she stares at the wall.I go downstairs looking for a bag. I don't wanna look like a loser SO I go downstairs, look at this store in front of me and ask for a bag. Of course the stupid Chinese asked for 25 cents.. -_-
I go back upstairs and then stand next to her.
For a second she was STILL staring at the front of her.
Me: hi
Her: ....
Me: I'm Saine..
Her: .... so?
Me: why you staring at the wall? (notice, I start to get hyped up not caring whether I score or not, so **** these *****es haha)
Her: leave me alone
Me: sorry chick but is there something wrong with me that you're mad about?
Her: um... who are you? do I know you?
Me: yes you do
Her: I do?
Me: yeah I'm Saine, remember? just a few second ago I-(interrupted)
Her: ...... ok whatever, go to hell
Me: damn gal-(interrupted)
Her: goddamn leave me alone, you're so ugly (she starts to get louder) you ****ing kid who still have braces?! only gay people have braces
Me:
damn well **** you shorty, it isn't like you're worth half of my balls *****.Her: what are you talking about? my boyfriend will kick your ass
Me: whatever
Here's the situation, since I'm short, people ALWAYS underestimate me. Always. Not a damn day they go "don't mess with him". But luckily, I pack a punch for my size.
So I walked back half way like I got something to buy. My cell phone ring but I have to go outside (bad reception, yeah I know, you guessed it.. Nokia).
I talk, come back in, see her boyfriend and she is getting it on.
I'm walking close.
OO <--- couple
Me <--- me
| <--- wall
|
|
|O Me
|O
|
|
I'm sure you can imagine me walking close enough to look like I'm part of them. So! I walk by and mumble "psh, ain't ****".
Her boyfriend come up to me and go "what did you say you short shi t?"
Me: what? she's a *****, she starts coming up to me like-
Him: son, I'll whup your ass, so fuc k off nigga
Me:
sure, like you can (notice you can see I am reluctant to fight, the police station is right outside)Him: what do you want me to do baby? (to "her" girlfriend, he's a *****)
Me: (I am walking away but slowly, I want to annoy them with my presence
)Him: yo weakling
Me: (obviously I know it's him calling me, afterall I am short...)
Him: (he goes to me and tries to hit me)
Me: (I knew I finally get to kill someone, I just dodge his punch, see his girl surprised, take him down by tackling him, grab him by the waist, take him down to the floor [yes it's grappling], people starts to stare at us while he's SWINGING at me, (he doesn't know how to fight, I knew it) I do a headlock, he's trying to push away, I hold it, pulling in and pushing him to the glassdoor, security come toward us, I keep holding and I notice his face is ALL RED like roses ready to be plucked, I keep holding and feel him getting weaker and soft, the security guards put me down and I scream)
Me: HAH! YOU GOT A ***** BOYFRIEND WHO CAN'T EVEN WHO GET TAKEN DOWN BY GUY HALF HIS SIZE, YOU BIG FOR NOTHING MOTHER****ER, BRING IT ON, *****ASS! PATHETIC MOFOS! (and kept cursing until 3 guards put me down completely... then the cops came)
Ok as you can see, being short is a no-no. You're short, girls don't dig you, they think you're cute but don't dig you. Guys despise you. Nobody, NOBODY in a fighting ring or whatever is short. Sigh, **** my parents. They gave me nothing but trouble.
So onto the third women... actually I think I'll wait for some response before I go on, I have to go somewhere now. I hope you liked my report and find it somehow sarcastic and great and learn something.
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