| I went to this art-viewing / wine type event that's popular around town last night; good mix of people, fair amount of 7's-9's showing up with their groups of girls. Effort to "not just be meeting bar sluts", I mean, if we met at a museum, and all went out for drinks later, that's a different story, right?
I had a solid wing and we ended up joining them at their table, one hispanic 9, one tall thin blonde 8.8, who I was more into, and a carribean/mix 8-ish. They turned out to be planning on going to the same club downtown that we were after; so we ended up there, and they showed up later.
In the bathroom, I ran into this drunk ass guy who had to be homeless, someone must've loaned him a suit or something, he was drunk as shit at 8:45 at night, and saying, "Man, fuck these bitches man, these girls need to recon-ize, they need to recon-ize and come up to me. I'm trying to tell you something son."
So I used that as a story/routine and the girls laughed their asses off. I got to tell it 3 times b/c they were separate whenever I told it. So that's a field tested and approved story:
"I met this shady homeless guy in the bathroom. I don't even know how he got in here; someone must've loaned him a suit. He was like, man fuck these bitches!!!. etc. etc. Here I am drying my hands and he's trying to give me fatherly advice like, 'I'm tryin' to tell you somethin' son."
And tell the story with emotion and expression as you make fun of how mad the guy was. One of the girls who heard it at a distance was like, "Wait, what happened?" and then ended up laughing.
I don't know about the alcohol, but it really seems to open me up; I know some people say don't rely on it, but I was coming up with all the right funny stuff to say when I was more tipsey. I made fun of this one guy to the girls as he walked off saying bye to them, untucked abercrombie button down shirt, blue jeans, I was like, "Heeeeeey, I'll see you ladies later...I'm a douche bag" and they laughed their asses off at that.
The caribbean girl was showing way more interest in me but I was more interested in her blonde friend. The blonde wasn't talking much, but then all of sudden she'd lean in to me every now and then and tell me this whole schpeel about what she likes to do, etc. She later asked me how I met my friend. I said, "just through mutual friends...we were hanging out one night, etc.", after he left.
Other dudes were coming up from time to time too, and getting dismissed by the girls while we were there. One of the girls was like, "Are you friends with this guy standing here or something?" and I said, "What guy?" and turned around and there was a major chode just standing there looking at us, like trying to enter the set but had nothing to say. I said, "Hey, how's it going man?" he introduced himself, we shook hands, and he walked off after a minute.
I told the girl, "I guess some guys get so drunk as shit they want to just go up and talk to anyone; either that or he was a fag." I think when I explained the situation like that, it felt like I was conveying a sense of social authority, like I know this shit.
I think I mentioned the term, "must be part of the butt-pirates crew" to describe one guy to the girls, again, got laughs. I think it was one of the guys dancing.
My wing left 3/4 of the way in b/c he had a karaeoke thing he had to go to and said, "Stay here man, you got a good thing going." Stupidly, I said to one of the girls, "You've gotta put up with me for another 45 minutes or so."
The thing is, I tried to counter the blonde's standoffishness with a well placed neg, but they just don't do it for some girls, it just depends on the girl; we talked about parts of the city we live in, and she told me what part and I was like, "Oh, you live on the other side of the river? Well I can't even talk to you now." and she was like, "psshhhh, whatever." I said, "yeah, it'd never work, we'd never get along." Then I had to recover later by mentioning how cool it is that she lives really close to this brewery/bar nearby . I don't know, I guess the bitchiness made it more of a goal/challenge.
Towards the end I told the blonde I was glad I met her and her friends that night, and I've had a great time hanging with them. She was like "Yeah, I'm having fun too." I asked if she wanted to get together sometime. She said, "I don't know, possibly....." so I handed her my iphone, in keypad mode, and said, "You know what to do." So she gave me her number. I don't believe I even gave her my number.
The blonde ended up leaving like 45 minutes later, I must've been in the bathroom or with another set but she didn't say bye to me; not sure if she even said bye to her friends.
I got the caribbean girl's number too, just because the vibe was too damn unmistakable, I'd be stupid to not go for that, but I was less interested in her.
So it got later, we had been there like 3 hours, and the carib. girl was trying to convince me to stay out later and I said I really couldn't, been staying out late and going into work late alot this week, and she was like, "oh."
So it came down to it, I decided to jet, got hugs from both of them, told the carib girl I'd see her/we'd be in touch.
Then I called the blonde girl late this afternoon, didn't want the lead to go stale, also thinking I'd have to leave some nonchalant msg. but she picked up. I tried to make a little smalltalk for a while; told her I owed her a drink fo rthe shot she gave up to me (last night a waitress brough t out a tray of shots ad the girls all got one handed to them, I didn't get one. So one of the girls said, "oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know yo uwere with them., and I said 'that's cool; you can just get me back later." and the blonde gave me hers. I said, "You're really sure?" She just didn't want ot get sloshed on a weeknight.)
Anyway, wasn't comfortable smalltalk, I mean, do you want the conversation that leads to nowhere, and just take up her time without getting anything done or what?
So I just plain-out asked her if she wanted to do something sometime. "Because I'd love to grab dinner or something." and she was like, "I just got out of a really long relationship, and I'm not really trying to do anything like that right now." I was like, "alright, that's cool.....that makes sense, well, what about something casual like just grabbing drinks or something?" and she says, "Yeah, I'd be cool with that, with stuff in groups or something, but I don't want to do anything that resembles dating." I said, "No prob, alright, well, I guess I'll seeya around." They turned out to be part of this internet-based group of girls from meetup.com who all get together every now and then and go out, etc.
So I mean, what was I supposed to do with the blonde? She wasn't looking to date guys/get intimate w/ guys. Couldn't get her out on a date, I mean, was I supposed to get her to come out somehow, and then somehow finesse her into fucking me or something? I just cut that one loose, but not sure if I could've handled it better.
So I texted the carib girl simply saying, it's me, my name, and "how're you" and took a nap. When I got up I saw that she had texted me back like 3 hours later, "Good, u?" I said, "Not bad, had a great time w/ u girls last night."
Didn't hear back; I might call this weekend, I wanna move for an f close on this one at least.
Enjoy the routine. Any feedback would be appreciated.
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