Thought this would be a good motivating and ego building thread! See how far weve all come!
Im sure almost everyone can remember their 1st proper set. Well now its time to recall that cornerstone in your life and tell us your first FR!!
I will go first:
Me and my wing are standing outside of a couple of clubs and i spot a 2 set. A HB 8.5 and an UG 5. I toy with the 3 second rule (which i have grown to love so much) and after about 30 seconds I decide to open. The two set are outside smoking (smoking is banned indoors here) and they are leaning against a wall next to the entrence door of the bar they just came out of.
I walk as if im walking to the door, and turn just after i pass them and shoot my opener.
[This is probably what i did]:
I walked directly at them and turned my angle when they noticed me as to look as if im on my way into the club. I turn to them and stare blindly at the HB and catch myself and force myself to hold eye contact with the UG. So much is going through my head its hard to keep up with whats going on.
Me: "Hey do you guys know any good clubs to go to around here"
HB: Jibba blah blah
(i know CRINGE)
I quickly notice her Irish accent, the look on her face is a 'hmm lets see what tricks this monkey can entertain me with' sorta look. Shes leaning against the wall smoking all cool like crossing one arm over her chest.
'Fuck fuck'
I shoot stupid questions like "oh awsome! your from Ireland! Why are you in singapore"
"Im here visiting my brother"
I totally had rapport seeking bodylanguage and couldnt hold eye contact with the UG.
"Awsome so you guys go to uni in Ireland"
"Yeha we do, were room mates"
"cool, guess a number between 1-10"
"what?"
"pick a number!"
"Oh ok urm..,"
"haha ok look at me...yes...seven."
[very slightly amusment showing on her face, more of a grunt then a amazed yelp you would normally expect]
"Your right, how did you know that"
"Its a psycology trick i learnt at my uni" (I had just graduated high-school, i could feel the hole getting deeper)
"Oh really! I do psyc at uni and ive never heard of anything like that" (smile creeping on her face)
'Fuck fuck fuck.'
"yeah its a trick my buddy showed me." (Panic conveyed through my eyes and voice) 'fuck'.
"oh ok."
"Anyway my friend over there is waiting around for me, i gota get back to him."
"ok bye."
"Nice meeting you"
That night i went home and wrote down everything that i LEGITIMATELY did in my life. Never lied in pick-up to that extent again.
Ok guys shoot!
the team found it hilarious, cuz we had been talkin about rapists earlier, so it was funny for the time. one of those 'had to be there things'
ended up with a number close, and ended it there, cuz i was up there for soccer, not girls 