| Finishing Day 1- Last night after Krav Maga, I got home and started feeling pretty depressed as I started thinking about my ex. My mind got on its hamster wheel and started running all shit I had done wrong in the relationship, how I could get her back and by the time I was done I was sitting there convinced my ex was probably out fucking some other guy and loving it. I felt worthless, rejected, inadequate and all around like shit. I've never felt such a lack of self esteem in any period of my life. I couldn't sit here doing this shit, so I decided to take a drive and try and realign my thinking. I started asking myself how could this whole situation make me a better person and stronger man? As I came up with answers, my mood started to lift and I got off the wheel.
I drove to a Sunflower Market to get a soda and half consciously to find a target to approach. It's about 9:30 and the place is dead. There's a cute store attendant, but she looks under age so I don't approach. I'm getting in line and in front of me is this cute brunette with two containers of ice cream and soy milk. I open my mouth and say,"Ice cream huh?" Lame opener but whatever I just want to open a girl I'd normally never say a word to. She says yeah or something or another. I ask her what kind and she says Glutten free. I ask her what that means and she gives me this drawn out explanation of what Glutten free means and how she is allergic to milk or something. I say cool and say how I've never had Glutten free and the conversation dies. As she's leaving she turns toward me smiles and says have a good night. As I leave I realize that her continuing to talk about the ice cream means I could have kept the conversation going and that her purposely turning before she left and telling me to have a good night, was an IOI.
One day down and I'm starting to get some confidence.
Day 2- Decide to hit a strip mall, go to yet another Target and approach a random girl rather than someone who works for the store and is paid to be nice to customers. Same mental brain fucking as day one. Trying to talk myself out of this, but it is not nearly as bad as day one. I walk into Target and have trouble finding any attractive women. I find one, but she is on the phone. Spot another girl and realize she's pregnant. I'm starting to lose nerve and AA is kicking in. I pick up a dollar drink and look for the most attractive cashier. Find one but she's not attractive. Nevertheless she has a unique name. I ask how her day is and make small talk and then tell her, her name is pretty in which she says thank you.
Ehh. Not strong but I count it as one approach. I decide to go for the second one. I go to the Sketcher outlet store. I'm immediately approached by a store clerk who is okay looking. She asks me if I need help in which I say, yeah I'm looking for boots. As she's showing me the boots I ask, "How old are you?" She looks like she may be under age. She says 18 and asks why. I say I wanted to make sure you aren't sixteen or something before I tell you you are attractive. We joke back and forth about how creepy that would be. I offer my hand introduce myself in which she gives me dap. Very weird, but whatever. She says if I need help to let her know. This is starting to get easier.
There's a Ross next door and I decided the Target approach wasn't strong enough so I need one more approach. I go into Ross and see a few targets to approach. I go to look at the clothes while I look for who to approach. Then I see a girl who is really pretty. I've already decided to use a more natural opener. I approach her and then puss out. I walk right by her go down another isle and then come back toward the entrance. Remorse is already setting in. As I'm walking down the isle toward the entrance she's moved and is now standing in my path. Remorse and regret are worse than rejection, so I make a decision to approach. I walk up, look her dead in her eyes, hold the eye contact intently and say, "This is a bit akward but I'd be kicking myself the whole day if I didn't come over and tell you, you are very attractive." She smiles and says thank you. I say something like, "Now I don't have to worry about kicking myself," and walk off. Later I realize I could have transitioned and tried to press the conversation, but for day two, I'm proud I found the courage. That was fucking hard to find the courage to do, but easy and silly to have made such a hard task.
I open the checkout attendant complimenting her jewelry and telling she has great taste, but I'm more doing it to get practice and just talking to women than to really open her.
Day 2 and I'm starting to think how I am going to transition from these openers. My confidence is coming back and my oneitis frame of mind comes and goes as I realize by Day 30 shit is going to be looking much better.
Any pointers or tips would be greatly appreciated.
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