| Posted up at my favorite bar and had to close out a pre-existing tab b/c a week ago a Brazilian girl I was seeing was with me at said bar and told me she wanted to have sex, so I bailed on my tab. Bad form, but they know me there.
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Opened a 3 set directly, they were seated at the bar. I started off with the girl on the far left (cute, friendly blonde) then the middle girl, predictably the queen of the group shit tested me a bit by asking why I was out alone, I responded with, "1. my friends are at a concert for a band I don't like, and 2. I have a drinking problem." This got them laughing, then I skipped over the middle girl/queen and harmlessly chatted with the girl on the right. The middle girl pulled a bit of the disinterested and checked her phone, I said, "don't worry, he'll call you tomorrow." Her eyes grew wide and she tried to brush it off, but her friends were laughing, b/c well, girls love to see the one who's normally bossing them around get put in her place.
I left and opened a massive set of girls (8-9 based on my drunken counting skills), by correctly guessing it was a bachelorette party (like they'd be out for anything else.....*shakes head*). I gave them high 5's for not wearing the usual flashing penis headbands and gauche tiaras. I chatted up the girls that I had spied earlier who weren't checking their cell phones/didn't have wedding rings on. I headed back to the bar and opened a bob-haired blonde asian girl by correctly guessing she was Vietnamese, I also correctly guessed that her husband was black. Don't tell me how I knew, I just felt it. She quickly informed me she was married and tried to pass me off onto her clearly older and clearly single friend. I was nonplussed. For laughs, I took the older chick to go dance and irritate the first 3 set I'd opened who had been ogling me the entire time I seamlessly chatted up and got laughing, each of the 2 sets I'd opened after them. They were aghast at the woman I was dancing with, but alas, the humor was well worth it. Their plans of shooting down guys red baron style fell apart and they were still 3 lonesome chicks when I closed my tab and headed into the night to my 2nd bar.
Regards,
Benedict
Hoist the black flag boys. In field is where you learn. It is the cutting room floor where you truly separate what works and doesn't. If you don't want your ego bruised, learn how to play checkers. Pick up is not for the faint of heart. _________________ "Fortune favors the bold."
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