I'm 38 and live in London, but grew up in Maidstone, Kent. I was about 8 when I learnt what the word 'arrogant' meant when my teacher used it to describe me on a school report. When my parents explained what what the word meant I saw it as evidence that the teacher was just jealous of my superiority. So confidence has never been a problem for me.
Puberty was rough, the combination of raging acne and an all-boys school/family meaning I had virtually no contact with females when my entire being was aching for them. I'd love to go back in time and show that 14 year old Nighthawk some photos of all the hotties he would one day bone. The only advice I would give to him is don't take any ****, to constantly improve himself, and don't bother watching The Blair Witch Project it's rubbish.
I probably had a few AFC attitudes back then, and remember crushes on girls I didn't really know that were The One. Hello Sonya York. I was mostly scared of girls, but never thought of them as better than me or thought they should be treated like princesses or anything like that. My family is full of strong men and women cooperating harmoniously with good-natured teasing, and I have come to realise how important this probably was. They never gave me any dating advice, so I looked at how alphas like Elvis (big in my house), Clint Eastwood, or Sam from Cheers handled women.
One day me and my friend went to Margate beach on the train. Two girls got in the same carriage. We didn't do anything. Later we saw them queuing for a roller-coaster and we joined the line and sat at the back. Then my friend shouted 'Come up the back with us.' To my amazement they did! Noted.
Another time my friends AW gf and I ended up going to see Nightmare On Elm Street and she asked me what I would do if she suddenly died. I said I'd go and get the money back on her ticket, and she laughed and said I wasn't like the other guys.
But my real turning point came when I discovered punk band The Damned. Yes, I was a goth. Not just any goth though - it turned out that with my hair dyed black and some make-up borrowed from my mum I was one sexy bytch. Soon I was wandering around my small town looking like Captain Jack Sparrow and women were throwing themselves at me. The fact that I was an artist and a petty criminal didn't seem to hurt either. In fact, the more hearts I broke, the worse my reputation got, the more hot babes were lining up. Noted.
My goth tastes grew into a wider enthusiasm for music and I started DJing and club promoting, which were great for meeting women. I moved to London when I was 20, primarily so I could have lots of one night stands, which I subsequently did. Never got dumped, stole lots of chumps gfs, and made lots of girls cry. Felt a bit guilty. Gave up the life of crime and tried to be a nicer person. Noticed this didn't make me more attractive to women. Stuck with it anyway.
I thought I understood women very well by this point, they would often tell me that I could and should teach other men this stuff (which I eventually did once they invented the internet). However I know realise there were huge gaps in my knowledge, especially concerning shyt-tests, AW spotting and being a challenge. I would pass shyt-tests due to my unshakable conviction and generally not being fake, but they would annoy the hell out of me and cause arguments I could now avoid. Likewise AWs, who I let manipulate and mislead me (though they would still usually do me because, like I say, I'm hot and charming and stuff)
Had plenty of rewarding relationships including a nine-year LTR that ended a couple of years ago. Got back in the game to learn I'd picked up a few AFC traits and found this place. Shook off the rust, became a player again, and am now back in a LTR.
Here because I am happy to pass on my wealth of knowledge and experience, learn from other experienced posters, and debate which method of rating HBs is most accurate.
Puberty was rough, the combination of raging acne and an all-boys school/family meaning I had virtually no contact with females when my entire being was aching for them. I'd love to go back in time and show that 14 year old Nighthawk some photos of all the hotties he would one day bone. The only advice I would give to him is don't take any ****, to constantly improve himself, and don't bother watching The Blair Witch Project it's rubbish.
I probably had a few AFC attitudes back then, and remember crushes on girls I didn't really know that were The One. Hello Sonya York. I was mostly scared of girls, but never thought of them as better than me or thought they should be treated like princesses or anything like that. My family is full of strong men and women cooperating harmoniously with good-natured teasing, and I have come to realise how important this probably was. They never gave me any dating advice, so I looked at how alphas like Elvis (big in my house), Clint Eastwood, or Sam from Cheers handled women.
One day me and my friend went to Margate beach on the train. Two girls got in the same carriage. We didn't do anything. Later we saw them queuing for a roller-coaster and we joined the line and sat at the back. Then my friend shouted 'Come up the back with us.' To my amazement they did! Noted.
Another time my friends AW gf and I ended up going to see Nightmare On Elm Street and she asked me what I would do if she suddenly died. I said I'd go and get the money back on her ticket, and she laughed and said I wasn't like the other guys.
But my real turning point came when I discovered punk band The Damned. Yes, I was a goth. Not just any goth though - it turned out that with my hair dyed black and some make-up borrowed from my mum I was one sexy bytch. Soon I was wandering around my small town looking like Captain Jack Sparrow and women were throwing themselves at me. The fact that I was an artist and a petty criminal didn't seem to hurt either. In fact, the more hearts I broke, the worse my reputation got, the more hot babes were lining up. Noted.
My goth tastes grew into a wider enthusiasm for music and I started DJing and club promoting, which were great for meeting women. I moved to London when I was 20, primarily so I could have lots of one night stands, which I subsequently did. Never got dumped, stole lots of chumps gfs, and made lots of girls cry. Felt a bit guilty. Gave up the life of crime and tried to be a nicer person. Noticed this didn't make me more attractive to women. Stuck with it anyway.
I thought I understood women very well by this point, they would often tell me that I could and should teach other men this stuff (which I eventually did once they invented the internet). However I know realise there were huge gaps in my knowledge, especially concerning shyt-tests, AW spotting and being a challenge. I would pass shyt-tests due to my unshakable conviction and generally not being fake, but they would annoy the hell out of me and cause arguments I could now avoid. Likewise AWs, who I let manipulate and mislead me (though they would still usually do me because, like I say, I'm hot and charming and stuff)
Had plenty of rewarding relationships including a nine-year LTR that ended a couple of years ago. Got back in the game to learn I'd picked up a few AFC traits and found this place. Shook off the rust, became a player again, and am now back in a LTR.
Here because I am happy to pass on my wealth of knowledge and experience, learn from other experienced posters, and debate which method of rating HBs is most accurate.
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