| Before i begin this is kinda lengthy. I didnt mean it to be, but im only recounting things as they happened in an effort to get feedback to see what i did right and wrong so when i go out again i improve.
Last night @ work (i work as a bouncer at a sports bar) was comedy night. Infact every thursday is comedy night. On any note, Im the guy checking I'ds @ the door and i see the usual women come when all of a sudden 2 HB'S come. The taller HB8 smiles at me as i greet them both while the shorter HB7 greets me as well.
ME: (Smiling) So how are you guys tonight?
HB8: Im good, my friend here is ugly though.
(I start to laugh playfully)
HB7:( smiles w/Eyebrows raised looking @ her) What? you think im ugly?
(Looks at me) She says im ugly? Can you believe that?
ME:(I look at HB8 and very seriously say) She's telling the truth!
HB7:(Raises her eyebrows and eyes widen) WHAT? You think im ugly too?
ME:(To HB8) Does your friend always get this animated?
HB8: Laughs
HB7: Look at my phone. Its cool because its pink. (She shows me a pink Verizon Venus)
ME: You think your phone is cool huh? Not bad (I pull out my own Venus phone, dont know if this was an ALPHA-MALE move but i did it with the intent to out do her and exclaim that my phone was the real Venus phone that all should have)
HB7: Oh you have the regular Venus. You should have the pink Venus cause guys look cute w/pink Venus.
ME: (Looking to HB8 for affirmation) Is that so? Pink phones on guys make them cute?
HB8: Yeah it makes them look cute.
ME: Chuckles (Not a fan of pink)
HB8:Whats your name?
ME: (I had a system- malfunction moment and was stuck then i re-grouped. i was a little shocked she asked for my name. Don't know why)
Security. My names Security.
Both of the girls went right along with it.
HB8: Nice to meet you security.
HB7: Yeah nice to meet you security even though you called me ugly.
After they go in i later pass their table while doing a walk-through of the comedy club (i do this to ensure nuckle heads dont get out of line) and smile at both HB's as i walk away i wink at HB7. The male friend that was sitting next to her seemed to take offense to that (she didnt) and gave me an ALPHA-MALE scowl. I paid him no mind. He's 5'6 and no more than 160lbs. Im 6'2 265lbs. A sure ALPHA-MALE mismatch he wouldnt win. Later, each one on their own comes back to the door to step out for one reason or another and i have to stamp each person that goes out in order to remember them so they can come back in. When HB8 goes out i simply stamp her and use mild c/f. When HB7 goes out however and i explain that i have to stamp her so that she can come back in, she playfully throws a tantrum. I explain that i have to do it cause its my job and she gives me her left arm. i say no i dont want that arm give me your other one. I stamp her and was about to continue to build further rapport w/her on her return when i had to deal with 5 HBHOES (Yes i said it, HB HOES cause while they are hot, they are hoes) Who always come to our bar and never pay. (Cheap asses) By dealing with them for 3 minutes to see if they could get in free was a cockblock on me building rapport because she comes my way to talk to me, but immediately goes around the other side of the bar back to the comedy show. "F$$k!" I tell myself. These HB hoes blocked me. Oh well, ill have to make adjustments. My plan was to sit at their table (which later turned from a 4 set to a 8 set consisting of 6 dudes) but they suddently left the comedy show early. "Dammit!" I thought, they havent been here long. One of the guys who was with HB8 gets her number and then they tell me theyre leaving. I knew if i wanted to come out this thing alive i better make a move quick so i told them i would walk them to their car.
ME: You guys are leaving?
HB8: Yeah i have to work tomorrow @ 7am
HB7: You said i was ugly!
ME: Well let me make it up to you, i'll walk you guys to your cars.
HB8: Really? (She smiles and her eyes widen) (Why in the hell didnt i go after HB8?)
HB7: Youre gonan walk us to our cars?
ME: Yeah, its the least i can do for calling you ugly.
(HB7 smiles)
(WHILE WALKING)
HB8: Wow youre really walking us to our cars.
ME: Yeah somebodys gotta protect you from the bad guys.
HB7: Yeah well we are waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay down there. (points rather far down the parking lot)
ME: Thats no problem. Say, i never gave you the honor of my name.
HB8: Whats your name?
ME: King
HB7: Im Carmina
HB8: And im Elizabeth
ME: Pleasure to meet you Carmina. and you too Elizabeth. Can i call you Liz for short.
HB8: Yeah she said raidiantly
Suddently we stopped. Oh this is my car HB7 exclaimed. In my head im like what? damm alright quick ajustments, whose number do you want, HB OR HB8, DECISON TIME. I chose HB7 or Carmina.
HB7: Call me ok. You can watch her from here.
HB8: Ok. King ill see you next thursday.
ME: Ok then ( i watch her for a second or two as she goes to her car a few more cars down and dissapear)
So your names Carmina huh?
Carmina: Yeah, youre the first guy to get it right with no effort.
ME: Yup i did didnt i?
Carmina: Yeah but you still called me ugly. You said i was ugly.
ME: smiles Well i tell you what, why dont you give me your phone number, and when i call you ill make it up to you.
Carmina: What? Why would i do that. You said i was ugly and to top it off you had me go around you when that b$$@h was there. (this is when i learned that the HB hoes really did fuck up my game) i got into a fight with her. (Im thinking dam these Hoes always getting into something negative) Why did you call me ugly?
ME: laughing arrogantly
ME: If i would have told you that you were cute you wouldnt have given me the time of day. So i called you ugly. And when i called you ugly it got your attention.
Carmina: I would have. i like it when guys tell me im cute.
Me: No you wouldnt and you know it.
Carmina: Well why did you call me ugly?
ME: Ok Ok youre cute. Look, its pretty simple, on this sheet is where you write Carmina and then your number. From there i'll call you and maybe take you to starbucks or something. (pathetic at this point, why in the hell am i groveling)
Carmina: Nope. you called me ugly. I ll see you next week.
ME: Fine i said, with a half smile.
She closes the car door and that was the last i saw of her. Mind you we were smiling the entire time we talked but still theres no excuse on my part. The rest of the night @ work was pretty fun except for the end. I got flashed by two of the HB HOES and me and my friend (An HB 8.6) danced took pictures together. Man she is wild. ........ My kind of woman. Later )me, my friend, Jorge and the owner of the bar, (hes my fraternity brother)go to Mc. Donalds and then go visit my fraternity house (To which he and i are Alumni to) to visit his waaay younger GF. It is here that i get my opprotunity to make up for not number closing at the bar. After about 35 minutes i learn a girl i know named Darla is there. Weve known each other for a year and i have always played the cool calm role around her. She is an HB8 on a bad day. On a good day id say HB 9.5 OR 10. Anyway i tell her sorority sister to go get her. She texts her to come downstairs. I learn shes was with one of my frat brothers so i figure that oh well maybe she and he are busy doing some sheet moving. But, she comes downstairs with him looking as if she didnt do anything all night. I was like "odd, she doesnt have sex hair oh well." She is wearing these spectacles that automatically take her from HB8 TO HB9. When i see her i say "Come HERE! Her arms open up wide and she gives me a huge (for lack of a better word) hug.
WHILE HOLDING HER
DARLA: Hey how have you been?
ME:Good. I just got off work.
DARLA:Yeah how was that?
ME: It was alright. Your glasses are cool. They make you look hot.
DARLA: You like them? Yeah soandso told me that i look bad in them.
ME: Soandso doesnt know what the hell shes talking about. You look like a naughty school girl or a naughty professor. (she starts to laugh.)
Say, slide your glasses just a lil bit down like this: (moves glasses down just so you can barely see her eyes) Dam thats hot! (She smiles at me)
We fluff talk for about 2 minutes then it escalates.
DARLA: Well i gotta go now cause soandso is ready to go.
ME: What are you a robot. She says jump you say how high?
DARLA: I know huh, im just going when she says go.
ME: Smirks
DARLA: I dont why soandso didnt tell me you were here sooner. I would have come downstairs.
ME: YEAH you know i dont know why either. (looks at soandso with the why are u cock blocking me look)
DARLA: I never see you.
ME: I know im busy working. And if anybody understands that, its you. (She used to work 3 jobs, so we relate well on that subject)
DARLA: YEAH I know huh?
ME: So when can i see you again? Youre moving out of your house and you know, im never here. This place is for the actives and im an alum.
DARLA: Yeah i never see you. We should get together sometime.
ME: We should.
DARLA: Well call me and well hook up.
ME: I cant call what i dont have.
DARLA: (eyes widening) You dont have my number?
ME: No sweety i dont. (I pull out my mini note pad designed specifically for getting phone numbers it comes with a pin)
DARLA: Wow thats pretty cool.
ME: Thank you.
Darla writes her name and phone number on my mini pad. and then gives me a hug amd kiss. While going to kiss me she hesitates by slowly turning her head to the side, as if she she wanted me to kiss her on the lips as opposed to her cheek. By the time my lips met her they were very close to her lips, just to the right of the right side of her lips.Furthermore, durning the conversation she turns her cheek to me as if expecting a kiss by a movement i did with my lips. it wasnt my intention to do that but it told me just how perceptive women can be with body language.
So there you have it. I failed on on my first attempt at number close and later made up for it and got my first number close with far less effort and in far less time. i didnt even need a group set.
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I liked your whole format but I wish you wouldnt have punked out a bit when she was ranting a bit about why u called her ugly. You gave in to her(beta-male) instead of displaying alpha.