I was supposed to go sarging in a good target rich environment. Due to car problems, I ended up walking down to some pretty barren bars.

I didn't have any social proof and I don't have strong enough inner game yet to show up and own the place, so I saw at the end of the bar watching ESPN like a chode AFC. I ended up sarging a mom/daughter and her boyfriend, and hung out with them for the night trading stories.

A HB7 business associate (from another company) came up to me and asked if I remembered her; I hadn't seen her in a while so I didn't remember her. She proceeded to flirt with me and show multiple IOIs, including rubbing, touching me, touching herself etc.

I excused myself because my group was going to another bar, and her friends wanted to go somewhere else. She said she might show up the place I was going to.

At this other bar, it was dead. I decided to chat up a lone HB5, and of course I had to joke about an R Kelly song on the speakers using some Aziz Ansari material. Like, "R Kelly was on Jay Leno, and Jay asked, "Robert, are you attracted to teenage girls?" If it were you and me, we'd be like NO! But R Kelly, he's an idiot. He says, "define teenage."

I just wanted to talk to the girl and work on my game a bit. Of course, though, she's been molested and is highly offended by R Kelly jokes. She asks, "is R Kelly that important to you? Because if it is, we can't talk anymore. You're really cute and funny, but R Kelly is horrible."

I, like an idiot, stick to my frame that I've established, and instead of sharing values of not being into alleged rapists' music, I say that I enjoy R Kelly's music and that he's never been convicted of anything.

WRONG ANSWER. I get totally blown out by an HB5. And I deserved it for being a chode.

And of course, HB7 walks in during the middle of this. Normally I wouldn't care, but I have to work with her occasionally. I have no idea how much she knows, or if she cares, but it sucks.

I probably could've recovered, but HB5's verbal tirade destroyed my frame and I could not think quickly enough. "No, it was just a stupid joke, I'm sorry, here's a beer." Instead, I said something about how I was sorry to have offended her and that I truly am sorry, gotta go. Then I walked out.

I went out tonight after going through Tyler's Blueprint. I truly think I have values. I volunteer, I don't break laws, I don't sarge to have sex but to meet people and have connections. I work hard. But when I deviated from standard game to joke about a jukebox song, I got absolutely blown out with an HB5.

I took too many risks in a set that I viewed as "practice," and instead of building confidence and DHVing, I completely destroyed my confidence and chances with an HB7. I don't have oneitis about her, but it's just disturbing that I could self-destruct so badly when I was making a conscious effort not to use shallow game, but to be myself. Apparently myself is a horrible person?

TL;DR: Don't joke about R. Kelly. I had some other material about Casey Anthony that I'm having second thoughts about too.

It was a good learning experience, but I've never faced a blowout where I truly offended someone. Getting rejected, I can deal with. But who knows what HB5 said to HB7 when I left.

It's best to move on, and I am avoided any kind of desperate e-mails or facebook messages to HB7. Hopefully it will blow over, and if I see her out again, I can explain it was a big misunderstanding.

But I could've fucked her tonight, and I blew it for being careless. From now on, I'm sticking to opinion-based comfort building and value eliciting.

Come on, it's not that bad. Sounded to me like you had a strong chance with either girl. Even without giving up the stance on R Kelly (seems like a tough cue to pick up on) you could have just left the girl who chewed you out, talked with another friend for a minute, then come straight back to the two girls together, put your arm around the HB5 and just said "So on a scale of 1-10, how angry does R. Kelly make you?" and no matter her response, laugh and say, "Alright, I'm not trying to make you mad. *To HB7* We just had our first big fight, isn't that cute?"