Let me explain my first day of sarging. I left the house with 4 Aces in my wallet (card trick I'd learned on youtube last nite), a Gant polo shirt with 3 bright colours, brown desert boots, shorts, shiny Swiss watch on my right and a bead bracelet on my left wrist, which I considered peacocking. I took the bus to Oxford street, got out and was thought I was ready. I went up and down Regent Street going into nearly every shop. Every time I saw a HB I froze up, thinking I would not be able to execute the “jealous girlfriend opener”. I would look at girls and break the 3-seoncd rule. I went up and down the street twice and in nearly every store (which is quite a big feat if any of you know the size of the street) without talking to one girl. Frustration started to get the better of me, so I went into a Starbucks to get a coffee and reflect.

I ordered a coffee, and went to sit at one of the only available tables. It was littered with coffee mugs, sandwich wrappers, and plastic takeaway cups. I brushed some of it aside and put my cup on the edge of the table. I could see some HBs with with guys, I did not feel confident enough to go into this set. The barista comes to my table, who is about a 4, and I decided to do a bit of warmup chat with her. I threw negs at her, blah blah, and while I walked away without purusing any further, it was nice because she was laughing and smiling. This warmed me up.

So with a caffeine buzz and my vocal cords greased, I hit the street again, going down Oxford street. I decided to say fuck this “jealous girlfriend” opener, it didn’t feel natural. In my past success with chatting up girls, I never had a problem opening, and I began to overthink it. While many of the canned ones open her up to interesting and funny chat, I decided to do a simple canner. I went into HMV, saw a HB8.5 blonde while I was in the videogames section, I walked up to her:

ME: “Hey can I get your opinion on something quickly”
HER: “Yeah sure”
ME: “My friends and I were having a discussion. This is a very serious question. Who do you think lies more, girls or guys?”
HER: (Laughing and smiling) “Um, Im not sure haha, I want to say girls”
ME: “Whys that are you a liar yourself?”
HER; “haha no”
ME: “You know I could guess it from you hair, blondes are like that. You look like a good girl on the outside but your really bad aren’t you”
HER: “Haha”
In comes her male companion. The guy was shorter than her, very skinny, had an ugly face.
ME: “Oh is this your boyfriend?”
HER: “Yea”
ME: (To boyfriend) “We were just discussing who do you think lies more. What do you think”
BF: (Mumbles) “I don’t know”
HER: “Why do you ask?”
ME: “I’m doing a university survey trying to figure this out”
(I finished university a year and a half ago, and did business management. I should not have made up this lie, but working in sales, I tend to tell these white lies when I’m in a situation of pressure. Its not lying its flirting, right?)
HER: “This is very interesting, what are you doing psychology?”
ME; “Yeah. Do you think its an interesting topic. Should I rephrase my question?”
This was going nowhere at this point. The BF came in the picture and I gave up.
HER: blah blah suggesting other questions I could use, taking a keen interest.
ME: “Right well I’ll leave you guys to it, thanks for your help”
HER: “Okay good luck!”
BF: silent

I walk away. I repeat this process with a Spanish girl right next to her. She says she doesn’t speak English. I then went into a women’s clothing shop called Mango, where I’d been rejected about 2 weeks ago before knowing game by a Spansih. To my suprise there’s a girl with a HB8 body but a HB6 face, I go up and talk and repeat the routine. She’s quite cold to me saying she’s got to work. And asked if I had any more questions, because she needed to work and her boss was looking. So i said no, thanks, and left.

All in all, I feel like my possibilities are open now and I can approach a lot more girls. I’m pretty excited to know that any hot girl I can just make feel comfortable and start talking to me. No number today, but my eyes have been opened to a new world. Tomorrow I shall be at it again. I also bought a box of 50 Greatest magic tricks from Hamley’s. Oh lord, time to stock up on condoms. I feel now understand the "insatiable thirst" that Strauss was describing PUAs get.

Any tips, tricks in this case?