This is my second field report and it may or may not be as interesting as "Paranormal Chick at the Mall", probably not but the secret to writing is like anything else you just keeping doing it and doing it and doing it. So here goes.

I got on the T with my book bag, some new shoes in a bag and my gym bag and sat down with all this stuff on either side of me. A round faced little woman came up and asked if she could sit where my bag was so I let her sit down. She was open and friendly. I opened her with Happy Tuesday. She thought for a moment then slowly smiled and we began to talk. The details of our conversation are not that important since I was not really interested in her. She had a notebook which I asked to see. I told her that one of my hobbies was handwriting analysis and I was just feeling curious and asked her if she had ever wondered about what her handwriting said about her. She was curious and when I saw her writing in her notebook much jumped out to me. As we were talking I see two athletic taller slightly hood looking girls get on the T one with blonde curls and one with black curls. The walk past and I don't flinch and they sit next to me. As I'm about to explain the girls handwriting to her. She gets a phone call and says excuse me and answers it. I immediately turn to face the other girls and I tap the closer one the dark haired one on the forearm and say excuse me as if she was in my way (which she was not) and I say I just need to get my water out of my bag which I proceed to do. She says oh I'm sorry. I said it in a very nice voice but I didn't flash a big smile or look at her. But she certainly had the chance to look at me. I had on fashionable woodgrain glasses and she definitely checked me out after seeing my black fingernails with white french tips touch her arm softly. She had to see the body and face connected to it. I seemed aloof and disinterested but polite. I leaned back and said with a very matter of fact tongue in cheek voice loud enough for both of them to hear over the loud T Well you know what they say...They turned and waited...pause...."Curly haired girls have to stick together!!" They bust out laughing and I turned away to return to my conversation with the now off the phone girl. She was very curious to know what her handwriting meant which I told her nothing about but she hovered around me as she was getting off at her stop and I could have probably number closed but as I said I didn't really care to. I put in my headphones and started bobbing my head and singing. At the next stop the blonde got off and I turned to the black curly hair girl and said so how is your day going is it flying by or is it slowly crawling? She said it was flying by and asked me how I was and said she was on her way to work. I said oh I see what do you do for work young lady? She said well I work at a bookstore but I am an actress. I acted excited but also made it clear I was not ready to be truly excited like I was fighting it back. I said an actress, interesting Sometimes the mask reveals more than it conceals eh? She said omg totally and I said ok but you say you are an actress but when was the last time you were actually in a production? She's like well I'm on my way to rehearsal right now I'm in something right now and I just was in something. I was like oh wow you are actually an actress like freal holy cow I can't even talk to you anymore (roll eyes turn away) She smiled and said oh wow you are intimidated now??? She told me all about the production she was in and I made some comments about it which were interesting which was not exactly fluff because it was sincerely interesting but still fluff. She said what do you do and I said well I work in marketing today I was working at the mall (I left out the part about going into the dressing room with the paranormal investigator woman at HOtTopic). I didn't tell her how I work at Bruins and Celtics games because I didn't wanna seem try hard, I allowed her to think I "work at the mall" I asked her if there was some sort of methodology that she uses to prepare for her acting before she goes to the studio. She said well most of the warmup stuff I do I actually do it at rehearsal not before I get there other than I treat my body as my instrument and meditate. I said oh wow you are into meditation what sort of meditation to you practice. She said well I wish I had a more disciplined practice (don't we all lol) I said well that is ok. She said what about you, I said well I would love to say that I am a monk and I meditate for 2 hours a day every day and I am one with the universe always but that is not true. She laughed. I told her that I read a book that one of my old students gave me on a lot of various meditative techniques that involve using your visual imagination, your pictures making mind. I said that lately I have some beliefs that I want to install in myself so I have been sort of freestyling by imagining various landscapes such as tundra or forest and I don't know what they will look like I just build them as I go and then I go "inside" to a deep place and implant or drop off the beliefs that I want to leave deep in my mind and that I've never done anything like it before and its totally fun and seems to be working. She started looking at me in a different way at this point. So much was going on here. Demonstrating autonomy over her world, intense fascination, and attraction. I lightly ran my finger along the outside tip of her ear and looked at it and said omg look at your little ears baby girl. Everything I was teaching her was about things I've learned from Game. Chicks love it when you explain game to them because game is some deep spiritual wisdom.

Then I went a little deeper with it. I said well I have things I do to prepare myself for work. I work in marketing which is like sales in a very competitive and high pressure environment and surprisingly I like to be in that state of just laughter and silly humor. You know that feeling when there is nothing funny but you can't stop laughing you have a smiling getting glued to your face? It's like a feeling you feel in your body and it triggers whenever you look at the other persons face like omg stop looking at me!! (nudge). I tell her that I'm from North Carolina and I miss my family. I saw that when I was a kid my sister couldn't pronounce my name so she said it wrong and I developed a ridiculous nickname which I won't include here. I say how last time I went home we went out to Ruby Tuesdays and my sister was saying my nickname and laughing so hard she had to excuse herself and I saw that before work I picture all that. My dad is very reserved and I can see him trying to hold it together but he can't help it but laugh and my stepmom is such a goof ball she loves it and my sister is laughing so hard I can visualize the veins in her neck sticking out and her shouting out in laughter. I tell her that recently I told my sister that although I miss her we have been hanging out in my imagination. Both her and my sister found this awesome. The girl asked me where I was getting off and I said Harvard Square. She stood up and said well this is my stop. She said it was so nice to meet you and I said you too and she said you too. She said hey nice glasses by the way I said you look like you would make a good friend and she said do you want my number she said I'm usually pretty forward about these things. I took her phone and called my phone from it. She texted me like 10 minutes after she got off the T.

I like to see so many facets of game coming together in my sarge here. Mystery Method stuff like indirect opening, social proof, qualification. Speed seduction stuff like demonstrating autonomy over her specific world and using a language pattern to induce a specific state.

Moral of the story: Touching girls ears is so fucking money I'm telling you.

Nice report man! I agree.

Mystery method is the way to go in all facets

of the game! I dont use any other method!

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