Hey, just wanted to know how I played it this afternoon, during an encounter--not a specific sarge, I still have WAY too much to learn to even think about trying the field, but an encounter nonetheless.
Had to leave school and go do a soundcheck before a gig. So I ran into the practice room, (basically where my friends and I live whenever we're not in class), and saw all of my possessions strewn around the floor, just as I had left them. I experienced some difficulty getting to them, however, due not only to the ridiculous amount of wind instruments in their cases all over the floor, but also because of the sophomore HB7 that was busy practicing piano at the time. I had heard her playing a couple times in weeks passed, and she always passed through the room while me and my buddies were in there to pick up her french horn, but we'd always give her a hard time and make her guess ridiculous passwords and such before we'd let her in.
Thus, I'd already built a predominantly neg-based rapport with the girl (though this was all pre-Game), and decided I wanted to push it a little further to scan for some possible IOIs. Knowing that she was participating in a local production of a Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer ballet, I asked her casually how it went, but before giving her a chance to respond, adding "be honest." After she told me that went welll, I gave her a mock-surprised look, then skeptically asked, "yeah, but did it go well for the audience, too?" Looking half-shocked and half-amused she let out a playful "shut up!" before positioning her hands on the ivories, seemingly about to launch into scales again. Not wanting to have to awkwardly interrupt her in mid-note, I grabbed at another conversation point and spit it out before she could play again.
Deciding to go with the cocky-funny approach (one of my favorites), I said: "You know, this room is pretty much my personal locker--I seriously own just about everything in this room. That, that, that--even that trombone that allegedly belongs to sixth grader Michael Harris--MINE." She chuckled, then turned coyly and asked, "Oh--so are you saying that I'm yours?" Now, normally, this would be enough for me and I could just flirt the rest of the time, but I knew that I shouldn't give her the pleasure of saying that she was or one day may be mine, so I pushed it just a bit further. "Well, y'know...I can kind of lease certain items out to various friends and classmates of mine, so for the time being you're technically 'for sale.' But I'll let you know if I hear about an interested buyer." She smirked, then let out a sarcastic "hah hah." While she resumed her practicing, I picked up my bag and axe, and headed out the door, barely able to contain how pleased I was with myself.
Now I know that this is but a minor victory in the world of PUAs, but keeping in mind that I am a beginner, yet to take his first sarge, or even get his first kiss--did I handle it well? Should I pursue it more, or just keep the C-F and frequent negs going every time she walks in the room?
Lemme know.
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