The Nice Guy is Gone
Senior Don Juan
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Well guys, I have a field report now, and it turned out, so far, to be a good one.
I went to the bar that I like to frequent--I'm friendly with most of the bartenders there, and one of the barbacks is cool. So, with all of that being said, here's what happened, to the best I can recollect:
I went in about 7:30, thinking that I wasn't going to change what I wanted to do in some desperation hope that hbbt would think that I didn't have a life. I got through with my appointment early, so I ate, came home, and decided to go to the bar.
I talked with a couple of strangers, didn't bother to get their names, because at this point, I was on a mission. I wanted to see if hbbt was there. As it turned out, she didn't work tonight, but some other friends, one of whom I have not seen in a long time, showed up and they shot pool. I also got a call from an old high school friend that I took--that took 30 minutes--on the phone. Furthermore, a couple of other friends I knew in the past were playing (they're in a band) tonight, so I was able to chat with them. From 7:30 until about 9:45, I was back and forth and up and down. There are two levels to this bar.
As I was going back and forth and up and down--I noticed this girl from the back looked pretty good. Eventually, I settled down, sat a bit away from her, and chatted with the bartender. This time, it was a guy, so my aim was social proof. Furthermore, a couple of regulars, and another worker there know me, though they may not know my name, they still converse with me--and that seems to be a good thing.
The bartender and hb were chatting, and something the bartender said caught my attention, and I don't remember exactly what it was, but it made me chime in. I was able to learn more about the hb, and move closer to her as though I was trying to hear what she was saying--which, was actually true.
Okay, we were chatting for a bit, and as best I can remember, here is the first part of the convo:
hb: My brother is in (different state)
me: How many brothers and sisters do you have?
hb: Just my brother, he has a band
me: Well, is your brother younger or older than you?
hb: older
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different hb comes up to the bar and asks for a rag, so I have to neg right off the bat:
me: did YOU spill a pitcher?
hb: (got a pouty look on her face), no, they spilled a cup.
me: Yeah (she got the rag and I started to ask her name as the bartender said something to her)--she took off back to her seat, and the convo continued with hb1:
me: (caught her saying something about movies, don't know exactly what, but) You know what I saw preview recently--(name of movie)--and I heard it was a remake--(she interrupted me)
hb1: yeah, it is a remake--you should watch the original first, and then the new one
me: Nah, I don't like doing that because then you are comparing notes
hb interrupts me again, and says, "You always compare notes anyway)
me: (sort of ignoring, and continuing), and it looks really good, that is my kind of movie
hb: (face lit up already--with huge smile) Mine too, I love scary movies
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a little while later, hb2 enters the scene again to bring the rag back, so what do I do:
hb2: I remembered to bring the rag back to you
me: It took you long enough to remember something that small
hb2: blah, blah, I don't really remember
me: What's your name, by the way
hb2: (gives her name); and you are
me: (my name)--we shake hands, and we converse for about five minutes.
REMEMBER; DURING THIS TIME, I WAS NOT EVEN TAKING INTEREST OF HB1
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I notice hb1 taking note of the television in the bar--time for more light play:
me: Are you always watching t.v?
hb1: No, just seeing what was on?
me: What kind of shows on t.v. do you enjoy?
hb1: this and that, blah, blah.
me: (I express my disapproval with a couple of the shows she has chosen)
me: Have you seen (name of show)
hb1: No, but I've heard of it
me: Well, it comes on (weekend) nights.
hb1: Well, that's why
(there had been a little insert about who's bar it was, I can't remember exactly where, but before this, but I'll give you a little of what happend in that)
hb1: This is my bar
me: I don't think so, it's mine
hb1: No, you're wrong
me: I guess I'll just have to do something about that, won't I?
hb1: You can ask (names several employees), if this is my bar.
back to previous current convo:
hb1: And you say this is your bar
me: Well, if it isn't, it soon will be (or something like that)
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Guess who comes back but hb2:
She sits down again, and we talk a little--a bit of kino here and there, and here's short convo:
her: I'm (sun sign)
me: So when's your bday?
her: whenever (I forgot, but that's not what matter's here)
me: how old are you anyway
her: legal, and that's all you need to know
me: (guess's age correctly, not jailbate, but barely, if you know what I mean)
her: I'll admit that I'm a young one, how old are you
me: (give my age)
her: my ex-boyfriend, and fiance'
me: not me, yet anyway
her: (says something about her boyfriend, and tells me I should get know him, because he is her boyfriend) and jets back to him and tells me she's got to go give hime some loving.
She pays for her tab, and I take not of her ring--it's kino time--had a little with the playful who's bar is this chat, but now for this
me: Hey, let me see that ring
hb1: She gives me one hand, and I tell her, no, the other one
She lets me see it, and I play up this kino, big-time--holding on to her hand, and (examining) her ring, while playfully tickling the outside of her hand (it was the only thing that came to mind)
She gives a story about that ring, and I say
me: It's a really pretty ring (did not complement her looks all night)
hb: Thank you, and proceeds to give me entire story of other rings.
Earlier in the convos, she shows me a necklace, and says:
She was playing with her necklace, so a chance to do something:
me: WHAT ARE you doing?
hb: Well, my necklace (she couldn't really explain it, but) my brother gave it to me for Christmas, here look at it.
I see a chance for kino and take it--barely, but it set the stage for the aforementioned ring kino/convo.
me: I just assumed your bf gave it to you. (I just decided to say this on spur of the moment--but it's a good bf test)
hb: (ignoring bf comment, and proceeds with story)
I see a chance for kino and take it--barely, but it set the stage for the aforementioned ring kino/convo.
I finished my beer, and I say:
me: Well, I'm through with my beer, and I have to work.
me: hb1, I've enjoyed talking with you, so let me have your number, so we can talk later
hb1: okay
me: (I pull out my phone)--I'll let you put it in, as soon as I have to ther right spot
hb1: I was just about to say I hate messing with peoples phones
me: That's spelled (I misspelled it, and she corrects me) I confirm
me: Okay, it's ready, just type your number in
hb1: puts it in, and gives it to me
me: ###-###-#### (fake number check)
hb1: Reads the numbers back, exactly as she puts them in the phone. It's the right one
I go downstairs to say bye to some friends of mine, and as I am heading to the door, guess who comes right downstairs--hb1
me: I had to say bye to some people, and you're just now coming downstairs.
hb1: Well, I had to do this and that
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We're outside, and I say, it was good meeting you, drive careful
hb1: I always do.
Now, during the ring stories, I had her hand throughout 75% if not 90% of that, checking out the rings. This if the first time I've been that bold with a initial complete stranger. And, I appreciate this site for giving me tools in my head to do such things. I didn't get out of the convo soon enough, but I think there's a chance with this girl. Remember, I mentioned bf, she said nothing, and I got her number, confirmed it (it was right), and I played the kino part--probably not as well as I should have, but it was a major step.
Opinions, thoughts, or advice is welcome--especially since I am interested in contactng this girl again.
I went to the bar that I like to frequent--I'm friendly with most of the bartenders there, and one of the barbacks is cool. So, with all of that being said, here's what happened, to the best I can recollect:
I went in about 7:30, thinking that I wasn't going to change what I wanted to do in some desperation hope that hbbt would think that I didn't have a life. I got through with my appointment early, so I ate, came home, and decided to go to the bar.
I talked with a couple of strangers, didn't bother to get their names, because at this point, I was on a mission. I wanted to see if hbbt was there. As it turned out, she didn't work tonight, but some other friends, one of whom I have not seen in a long time, showed up and they shot pool. I also got a call from an old high school friend that I took--that took 30 minutes--on the phone. Furthermore, a couple of other friends I knew in the past were playing (they're in a band) tonight, so I was able to chat with them. From 7:30 until about 9:45, I was back and forth and up and down. There are two levels to this bar.
As I was going back and forth and up and down--I noticed this girl from the back looked pretty good. Eventually, I settled down, sat a bit away from her, and chatted with the bartender. This time, it was a guy, so my aim was social proof. Furthermore, a couple of regulars, and another worker there know me, though they may not know my name, they still converse with me--and that seems to be a good thing.
The bartender and hb were chatting, and something the bartender said caught my attention, and I don't remember exactly what it was, but it made me chime in. I was able to learn more about the hb, and move closer to her as though I was trying to hear what she was saying--which, was actually true.
Okay, we were chatting for a bit, and as best I can remember, here is the first part of the convo:
hb: My brother is in (different state)
me: How many brothers and sisters do you have?
hb: Just my brother, he has a band
me: Well, is your brother younger or older than you?
hb: older
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different hb comes up to the bar and asks for a rag, so I have to neg right off the bat:
me: did YOU spill a pitcher?
hb: (got a pouty look on her face), no, they spilled a cup.
me: Yeah (she got the rag and I started to ask her name as the bartender said something to her)--she took off back to her seat, and the convo continued with hb1:
me: (caught her saying something about movies, don't know exactly what, but) You know what I saw preview recently--(name of movie)--and I heard it was a remake--(she interrupted me)
hb1: yeah, it is a remake--you should watch the original first, and then the new one
me: Nah, I don't like doing that because then you are comparing notes
hb interrupts me again, and says, "You always compare notes anyway)
me: (sort of ignoring, and continuing), and it looks really good, that is my kind of movie
hb: (face lit up already--with huge smile) Mine too, I love scary movies
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a little while later, hb2 enters the scene again to bring the rag back, so what do I do:
hb2: I remembered to bring the rag back to you
me: It took you long enough to remember something that small
hb2: blah, blah, I don't really remember
me: What's your name, by the way
hb2: (gives her name); and you are
me: (my name)--we shake hands, and we converse for about five minutes.
REMEMBER; DURING THIS TIME, I WAS NOT EVEN TAKING INTEREST OF HB1
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I notice hb1 taking note of the television in the bar--time for more light play:
me: Are you always watching t.v?
hb1: No, just seeing what was on?
me: What kind of shows on t.v. do you enjoy?
hb1: this and that, blah, blah.
me: (I express my disapproval with a couple of the shows she has chosen)
me: Have you seen (name of show)
hb1: No, but I've heard of it
me: Well, it comes on (weekend) nights.
hb1: Well, that's why
(there had been a little insert about who's bar it was, I can't remember exactly where, but before this, but I'll give you a little of what happend in that)
hb1: This is my bar
me: I don't think so, it's mine
hb1: No, you're wrong
me: I guess I'll just have to do something about that, won't I?
hb1: You can ask (names several employees), if this is my bar.
back to previous current convo:
hb1: And you say this is your bar
me: Well, if it isn't, it soon will be (or something like that)
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Guess who comes back but hb2:
She sits down again, and we talk a little--a bit of kino here and there, and here's short convo:
her: I'm (sun sign)
me: So when's your bday?
her: whenever (I forgot, but that's not what matter's here)
me: how old are you anyway
her: legal, and that's all you need to know
me: (guess's age correctly, not jailbate, but barely, if you know what I mean)
her: I'll admit that I'm a young one, how old are you
me: (give my age)
her: my ex-boyfriend, and fiance'
me: not me, yet anyway
her: (says something about her boyfriend, and tells me I should get know him, because he is her boyfriend) and jets back to him and tells me she's got to go give hime some loving.
She pays for her tab, and I take not of her ring--it's kino time--had a little with the playful who's bar is this chat, but now for this
me: Hey, let me see that ring
hb1: She gives me one hand, and I tell her, no, the other one
She lets me see it, and I play up this kino, big-time--holding on to her hand, and (examining) her ring, while playfully tickling the outside of her hand (it was the only thing that came to mind)
She gives a story about that ring, and I say
me: It's a really pretty ring (did not complement her looks all night)
hb: Thank you, and proceeds to give me entire story of other rings.
Earlier in the convos, she shows me a necklace, and says:
She was playing with her necklace, so a chance to do something:
me: WHAT ARE you doing?
hb: Well, my necklace (she couldn't really explain it, but) my brother gave it to me for Christmas, here look at it.
I see a chance for kino and take it--barely, but it set the stage for the aforementioned ring kino/convo.
me: I just assumed your bf gave it to you. (I just decided to say this on spur of the moment--but it's a good bf test)
hb: (ignoring bf comment, and proceeds with story)
I see a chance for kino and take it--barely, but it set the stage for the aforementioned ring kino/convo.
I finished my beer, and I say:
me: Well, I'm through with my beer, and I have to work.
me: hb1, I've enjoyed talking with you, so let me have your number, so we can talk later
hb1: okay
me: (I pull out my phone)--I'll let you put it in, as soon as I have to ther right spot
hb1: I was just about to say I hate messing with peoples phones
me: That's spelled (I misspelled it, and she corrects me) I confirm
me: Okay, it's ready, just type your number in
hb1: puts it in, and gives it to me
me: ###-###-#### (fake number check)
hb1: Reads the numbers back, exactly as she puts them in the phone. It's the right one
I go downstairs to say bye to some friends of mine, and as I am heading to the door, guess who comes right downstairs--hb1
me: I had to say bye to some people, and you're just now coming downstairs.
hb1: Well, I had to do this and that
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We're outside, and I say, it was good meeting you, drive careful
hb1: I always do.
Now, during the ring stories, I had her hand throughout 75% if not 90% of that, checking out the rings. This if the first time I've been that bold with a initial complete stranger. And, I appreciate this site for giving me tools in my head to do such things. I didn't get out of the convo soon enough, but I think there's a chance with this girl. Remember, I mentioned bf, she said nothing, and I got her number, confirmed it (it was right), and I played the kino part--probably not as well as I should have, but it was a major step.
Opinions, thoughts, or advice is welcome--especially since I am interested in contactng this girl again.
