Successful pick-ups after insane failures.

[spanky]

Okay, I think it would be cool to post successful pick-ups after meeting a female and almost immediately ruining your chances with them for inspiration. I will start with a story that inspired me to start this thread.

I was out at a club with some pals when I saw this HB sitting down at a table with some friends.
I immediately went to sit beside her and began to talk. Before I knew it the broad was lightly slapping me on the thigh when I made her laugh and pushing on me while smiling when I kidding her. One of my pals came over to keep the other ladies sitting at the table busy. Eventually I got her number but made the mistake of sticking around for reasons that I won’t go into detail. Well, even though we had talked for about a half-hour through good nice flowing convo, she asked me one question- so what do you like to do?

And my fellow posters, I answered in the language of complete uncompromising gibberish. Yep. My response made absolutely no sense. I was like, “what in the hell is coming out of my mouth.” The more I tried to make sense, the less sense that was made.
I don’t know what happened! It was if someone had taken control of my mouth and was playing a cruel and dirty trick on me and made me speak in words that made absolutely no sense. Well, the HB said, “ I’ll be back.” Needless to say, I saw her heading to the front door with her friends a couple of minutes later.


I kicked myself in the ass all night because there was no one else in the club worth approaching that night.
The next day my brother convinced me that I should still try to call her. I called her a couple of day later and spoke to her briefly because she was at work. She said she would call me back but she never did. Anyway, I just took it as a lost and decided to not call her any more.

Well, two months later, the same friends and me show up at this outside club party last night and she was there. I hoped that she had forgotten about my embarrassing moment or saw it as much less of a factor. I had to wait about two hours to talk to her because a few fellas was trying to cling to her before I finally saw her alone. I walked up to her and said “hi” to her using her name while I stuck out my hand for a shake.

She didn’t let go of my hand until we stopped talking!

She was actually acting as if she was glad to see me. She wanted to know if I was there with any one else, how long I was there, and what have I been up to, and Blah Zay Woo and she introduced me to the ladies she was with. I asked her what would be a good time to call her and she said “call me in the evening.”
Well, I told her that I was going to get back with my friends and that I would call her “some evening”. She smiled and I left. My pal who stood at the table when I first met her was surprised that she had so much interest after I spoke that gibberish to her.

So it seems all is not lost all of the time after you make a major screw up on a pick-up.

 

[ulsterman]

You will always look at such initial interactions afterwards and find faults, no matter how smooth you ever become. Being a DJ is not about perfection, it's just about doing enough right things to render any little faux pas unimportant on the grand scale of things. I've seen myself over-analyzing things I said or what a girl said, and then when I heard from her again she'd never noticed it or she'd only remembered the positive things I said or did.

 

[spanky]

I hear you, man, but I spoke gibberish. Here is an example or attempt at recreation of my response to her question of "so what do you like to do?"


"You know how you like to do things and people want to do things and you do it and you do some things. You name stuff you like to do and I like to do. You know what I am talking about? [pause] Then I would do it just to be doing it although I may not really like doing it. You see what I am saying? So you wind up doing everything....."

Say the above out loud to yourself and this would be a taste of what she was hearing with a laid back look on my face. Keep in mind that I was try to pick this woman up.

 

[ulsterman]

I think you seriously over estimate how bad that sounds. In a club setting, with other people talking around you and music booming out, I doubt if anything you said beyond the fluff level was absorbed by her mind in any great measure; and even if she did think it wacky at the time, it is obviously not a terminal malady in her eyes. I think you worried about it a little TOO much at the time and then, when she didn't call you like you hoped, you began to conclude that your gibberish had been your undoing with her. But it seems she may be interested in you after all, from what you say, so I just say forget all about your mistake, and if you and her get together, DON'T even mention it to her this side of her declaration of undying love for you. And let it be a lesson to you for the future to say something short and simple if you can't articulate a proper answer, rather than letting the words flow without proper forethought. If you're really stuck, you can always buy some time with a standard retort of "why do you ask?" or "where would I start?", or even take a sip from whatever it is you're drinking to gain a pensive pause before you answer.

 

[Trapspringer]

It sounds like gibberish to me but I would think you could recover. I would have probably laughed if I heard some stuff like that come out of someone's mouth at a club while picking up but it doesn't beat mine.

I remember I was trying to pick this woman up on the dance floor at a friend's party. I became mindless of the cigarette I was smoking as I approached her. As soon as I came up to her, for introduction, I burned her hand with the damn cigarette. She let out an "OOOuch!"

I was so embarassed. She refused to say any thing else to me that night. I found out that she was a friend of my friend who was throwing the party girlfriend.

Anyway, The next day, I had my friend's woman call her up. She warmed her up for me with conversation for a few minutes before she told her that someone wanted to talk to her.
I got on the phone and told her that I couldn't let her burn me with some other cigarette but I would be willing to let her burn me by allowing me to take her out to dinner and letting her not ever hear from me again afterwards. She reminded me of the pain she felt from the cigarette burn and how she had a scar from it. After a few minutes of back and forth she said she would think about it and I gave her my number to call when she thought it over. I gave the phone back to my friend's GF and didn't hear from her until I ran into her over my friend's house a good while into the future. To
make a long story short, she went out with me, we had a great time and we actually got into a LTR for a few months before I mistakenly burned her with another cigarette and she left me.

Just kidding. I caught her cheating and got out.