I go to grad school, and for whatever reason none of my friends in my class like to go out very often. I have plenty of friends, just not the partying type. Anyways, for that reason I often have to sarge alone. Now, I do alright with this, but I've always felt that having a wing would make life so much easier. Last night, I went barhopping with some guys from the year lower than me, and the experience made me remember how much social proof comes into play.
At our initial bar we weren't really opening sets, but we were a large group of fun guys that dominated the scene. This one HB 6 was eyeing us up the entire time and finally approached me. I really wasn't interested at all, so I pretty much acted like a cocky bastard. She ate it up. Soon enough I passed her onto a friend, who passed her onto another friend. And so on. And so on.
At our second bar I noticed an HB 3 staring at me for quite a while. Eventually, I went over to ask the group for a light. An HB 6 was there (older hispanic women, sort of weird looking, we called her the hispanic hooker all night), who started grilling me about who I was, what my name was, just an orgy of IOI's. She eventually followed me out to share a cigarette despite the fact I didn't ask her to. If only she had been more attractive...
At our last bar, we were greeted by an HB 7-8 who lived in the same complex as a buddy of mine in the group. I didn't talk to her at all. Our groups parted ways, and my friends and I hung out and opened sets for the next 45 minutes before I decided to meet up with some other friends at another bar. As I was leaving, the HB 7-8 gives me a strange look, so I go over to her and inquire. At this point my game was not really on as I was rather drunk, but I held my composure and had a decent, routineless conversation. I was getting tons of IOI's (she told me I was a good looking guy, grabbed my jacket to pull me closer to whisper something) so I number closed by asking, "This has been a good conversation, we should continue it another time. Would you like to exchange numbers?"
She told me, "Well, I can give you MY number." Awesome.
Anyways, for the record, thats three girls that opened me up. Rarely happens when I'm by myself. I've got to go out with these guys more often. Today, I decided to text the HB 7-8 and see if I could set something up. Now, I typically don't post text conversations, but I feel like this one went especially well so if you're interested, here it is. The following took place over the course of 3 hours or so:
Me: "You were right about the Spigot. But my night got ridiculous soon after getting there..." (the spigot was the bar I was meeting my other friends at).
HB: "Mine did too! I was hope it was fun ridiculousness atleast! I've been helping my girlfriend move all day...Sooo tired!"
Me: "Drunken fun leading to a bar fight...almost. And you couldn't seduce any guys into moving for you?"
(There was no bar fight. Little white lie to make the conversation more intriguing. Also decided to lead the conversation into something sexual to heighten the tension.)
HB: "Did you want to volunteer your services
I'm glad to hear you had an almost fight too...I almost had it out with the guy in the wheelchair but I was afraid I'd go to hell for it!."
Me: "Nah, a jerks a jerk, regardless of what he looks like. And my services don't come cheap, darling..."
(Ambiguity of "services" served to heighten the tension. Calling her a pet name is always good if used properly).
HB: "Ha! I bet I could get a discount! Are you going out tonight?"
(Figured it was a shit test. Didn't want to take the bait to ask her out as I'd look too eager. Besides, I'm scheduled for sex with an LTR tonight).
Me: "Yep, dinner with friends then bar debauchery. What about yourself?"
HB: "I'm in Longmeadow, MA. This is where she moved to. Me, her and her brother are going to dinner hear and will probably come back to her place for the night."
(I was right about the shit test).
Me: "You back tomorrow? I've got some things in my apt. that need moving and it seems thats your specialty..."
(A great way to ask a girl out is by masking it with a joke. It lessens the awkwardness a lot.)
HB: "One of my many specialties...I am multi-talented. I will be back later tonight or tomorrow AM -- depending on how much wine we drink!"
Me: "Good, I'll call you tomorrow and put you to work ASAP."
HB: "Sounds good. I better get a good nights sleep then! Have a good night."
I had text messaging, but its part of the game sometimes so you've got to get good at it. Anyways, I've got to get ready for the other HB I'm meeting tonight. Later.
-Esperanto
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