27 May 2011

I feel like this FR is going to be very scattered. I'll report in a sequential manner & fill in details as appropriate or as I feel like it.


Friday:

Day game: 1 number-close.

Hooters is one of my favorite places to warm up for night game. I don't ever expect to pull numbers from hired guns, however, I've been finding it to be getting easier & easier.

My waitress was a 30 year old married woman who I ended up getting dating advice from. After our interaction, I felt like she was the big sister I never had & I told her that.

She helped me text a current HB that I'm gaming & helped me get past a sticking point.

Sticking point is, me being able to get numbers real easy, but not being able to get a day two out of it.

I wanted HB 9.5 to come downtown partying with me that night & as Big Sis was reading through my texts, she was noticing that I didn't ask her what time she got off work.


Here's the series of texts I then sent out:
5th: What time do you get off work tonight?

HB 9.5: 9 P M

5th: you partying tonight?!

HB 9.5: Nope. I work 9AM tomorrow.

5th: Come out tonight for a few hours, if not you HAVE to promise me that we will hang out a night that you don't have to work the next morning!

*Lesson: Ask for what you want & be flexible when you receive the answer.*


In the middle of receiving all this advice, I get up to use to restroom & as I'm walking around the corner, HB 9 is at the same time walking around the corner with two large beers in her hand.

Naturally my first reaction is to jump into SUPER playful mode and try to get her to spill the beer. Not really, but, I wanted to just, kinda, scare her & make her jump a little bit.

I jump at her just a tad & say, “Don't spill the beer”! Haha!

I see her move ever so slightly & kinda look up at me. I proceed to say, “Ha! I just made you spill your beer”!

She quips back with, “No you didn't”!

I keep walking towards the bathroom without acknowledging her.

******
Back to talking to Big Sis for a while. Blah blah blah... for like 20 straight minutes. (It was really dead in there.)

Big Sis is gone for a while tending to her new tables.

All of a sudden, here comes HB 9. After ignoring her to talk to my Big Sis, she finally gets the opportunity to swoop in and steal my attention.

HB 9: You know, I really did spill a little bit of beer.

5th: Lol. That was EXACTLY what I was going for! Didn't you know that?

HB 9: Why would you do that to someone you don't know!

5th: I dunno. I thought it was funny... I laughed. (Playful & serious. Raising my status.)

5th: Anyways, I was just talking to this other waitress over here, you friend, & I'm in need you help. You see, I'm in the process of weeding out some females due to them being flaky or to busy to go out & have a social life and... (Interrupts me while I'm DHV'ing myself. She didn't want me to go any farther with my little story due to her interest/jealousy levels raising WAY too high.)

HB 9: Do you even hear yourself talking!

5th: Yes, I understand. Women are flaky! (Make my own interpretations to what I know she actually wants to hear me say. I have a slight suspicion that this was a little shit test.)

HB 9: How many women are you dating right now?! (Laughing.)

5th: How many guys are you dating right now. (None of her business. I flip the question right back to her.)

HB 9: Umm... okay, this is gonna sound kinda weird, but I “technically still married”. My husband wont give me a divorce, I've files three times, & I haven't even seen him for three and a half years. Then I had a baby with this other guy & right now I have a boy friend in Arizona who I'm in an open relationship with. Okay, I guess it kinda sounds bad when it's said like that. (Do I really want to tackle this beast of an obstacle? Lol.. Why the fuck not right? Hot is HOT!)

Blah, blah, blah.

5th: But hey! I'm getting ready to leave, you're cute & seem like a good sport. Give me your number & I'll let you spill my beer downtown with me. (Time to close. My thought at this point was, “close the deal as quickly as you can & don't leave without the digits.)

HB 9: I'm not going to give you my number!

5th: Why not? We're vibing real well & I have to go. (Not caring about her objections, really. However, I do need to know what the objections are. That way I can deal with them & move forward.)

HB 9: Cuz I don't know you. I don't even know your name.

5th: Okay, lets take care of that real quick. (Dealing with objection number one.)

HB 9: I'm HB 9.

5th: Hi. HB 9, I'm 5th.

5th: So, I'm going downtown tonight. Do you party? (Me qualifying her. I need a cool chick.)

HB 9: Yes, but I'm not going downtown with you tonight.

5th: Why not? It's gonna be fun. (Second objection.)

HB 9: I work tonight! You should come hang out with me here tonight.

5th: I can't. (I don't want to hang out at Hooters tonight. I've got something WAY better going on tonight then Hooters.)

HB 9: Why not?! (Her gaming me. Dealing with my objections.)

5th: I already told you, I'm going downtown club hopping. This is what I do on Friday nights. (DHV. But I feel like this was more of me grounding my identity into her reality.)

HB 9: Well you should still come & hang out with me here & I'll see if you're cool to hang out with. (What I'm heard from this statement was. I need to feel more comfortable around you. Put in some time with me.)

5th: Okay, I understand. You don't know me & you need to get more comfortable in hanging out with me. Here, let me see something, give me your hand.

(I then proceed to put her through the trust test. I spin her around, check her out right in front of her, give her some feedback on the features about her that I like. Blah blah blah, tell her she failed the trust test right away & proceeded to help her pass the test. Basically there was a LOT of kino in teaching a girl how to pass the trust test.)

Anyways, she gives me her number. I make sure it's the REAL number by calling it & listening to her voice mail message with her. Which she didn't have it set up, but she promised me that it was her number. I believe her.

I then proceed to tell her that she needs to text me as soon as she can so I can save her number in my phone. I don't answer numbers until I know they're 100% real.

I leave her, I give her my classic wenis bump outro. All I do is say, “WENIS!” & hold out my elbow to her & we bump wenis's. They love it. I also make each girl give me a little variation just to add a little level of “specialness” to it.

About an hour later she texts me saying, “See, it's my real number. ”

WIN!


Night game: 5 Number-close's.

I don't have time to go into great detail about each set. My night game report will be on the set that entertained me the most throughout the night.

It starts, I was at the bar trying to squeeze through all the people to get a drink & I notice HB 9.5 who looks JUST like Snooki from the show, “Jersey Shore”. Naturally my opener is:

5th: How many times tonight have you been told that you look like Snooki? Cuz you really do.

HB 10: F YOU! I DO NOT LOOK LIKE SNOOKI!

5th: Omg girl! You even act JUST like her. (Expressing a cocky/playful interest in her)

5th: (I then start freaking out, pretty much yelling above the crowd to draw attention to myself & at the same time grab a little bit of status.) THIS IS SNOOKI! IT'S REALLY HER!

HB 10: (Playfully hits me.) Shut up! Quit calling me Snooki!

5th: Okay, you're right. I'm sorry Snickers. (Little reference to those who watch Jersey Shore. Everyone on the show makes fun of Snooki's name by calling her Snickers.)

(I see her getting bumped around by the big crowd & her struggling to get away from the bar. Naturally I want to help her get out, cuz, one: I'm a nice guy, & two: I want a fucking drink!)

5th: Here, let me help you get out of here Snickers. The Situation will help you out this time. (I felt like building a Jersey Shore SPAM with her & just playing out the characters. Works SO good.)

(I start gently physically scooting over the person that was directly blocking her which gives Snooki room to get away from the bar & at the same time pass right in front of me. That's when I decide to go for the number close.)

5th: Let me get your number Snickers.

HB 10: There's no way I'm giving you my number.

5th: Why not? (Dealing with objection number one.)

HB 10: Cuz you're calling me SNOOKI! I don't like that!

5th: Yes you do. Now give me your number! You're my favorite character.

HB 10: If you want my number, you'll just have to come find me later and try again.

5th: (I point ALL around.) Do you see how many people are here right now!? It's gonna be a beast of a time to find you again! Go ahead and give me you number real quick Sniks.

HB 10: Find me.

5th: (At this point, I can't get out to go follow her, cuz I am NOT going to remember/want to look for her after my attention is on another female. I need to close, NOW! I turn to my wing Pharaoh and say:)
Hey bro check it out. It's Snooki! (She is still close enough to hear me.)

HB 10: F YOU! I told you I don't look like SNOOKI!

5th: See, she even acts just like her! Doesn't she? Lol. (Wing agrees. Blah blah blah.)

(At this point, a really tall guy comes up to her and starts whining to him saying, “they keep saying that I look like Snooki.”)

AMOG: Did you tell her that she looks like Snooki? She doesn't like it. (This tool will be easy to deal with.)

5th: Yes I did. My bad man. Okay, I'm sorry Snickers. I didn't mean to upset you. Let me do a really quick test with your friend.

AMOG: Aight. What?

5th: Where are you from? (Said to Snickers.)

HB 10: (I shit you not, the next thing she said was PRICELESS!) New Jersey!

5th, Pharaoh, AMOG: AHHHH!!!! Lmao!

AMOG: Lol. That's funny as fuck dude. (Give him a little high five & he's gone. AMOG was dealt with.)

I shoot the shit with Snooki for another minute. Then she takes off to get back to her friends.

The next thing I know, I'm outside smoking a cigarette, shooting the shit with some random bad ass dude I just met outside. And all of a sudden I notice that Snooki was outside smoking too. I turn to my new friend and say:

5th: Go up to this chick and call her Snooki.

New Friend: What? Why?

5th: Just go up to her and say, What up Snooki!

(Goes and does it.)

The next thing I hear is.

HB 10: F YOU!!! WHY IS EVERYONE CALLING ME SNOOKI TONIGHT!!!!

(At this point, I'm standing about ten feet away from her, laughing my ass of, obnoxiously out loud & she starts looking around, cuz she hears someone laughing so hard. She sees me laughing & I give her that, “oh shit, I got caught look”, and I start walking away from her.)

She chases me until she gets in front of me & then goes into Jersey Shore mode and starts yelling at me like Snooki would, “playfully though”. Blah blah blah. She turns to leave.

5th: I'm getting ready to go, can I get your number now?

HB 10: HELL NO!

5th: Why not? (Dealing with objection number two. Getting close to the number close.)

HB 10: Cuz you just told your friend to come up and call me Snooki.

5th: Yea, I know. I thought it was funny.

Blah blah blah. I ended up losing her from set again.

She looked and acted just like Snooki. I was in love. I need to find this HB again.

I ended up getting her best friends number & decided that if I'm going to hook up with Snooki, then I'm going to have to play some social circle game.

WIN!


Saturday

Chilling at Hooters watching the UFC fight & HB 10 from an earlier FR is there. A little update on the texting that went on to put this nights interactions into perspective.

5th: Hey waitress! Make sure you keep tomorrow night open. You're coming to my Salsa Dancing class at 7 pm, at “location”! This will also be my last time texting you & last time inviting you to cool places if you give me your whatever attitude.

HB 10: Lol sorry Hun. No can do. My sister is coming to town for the next couple of days to spend time with me ;-(.

5th: I'd say bring her with you, but I'm honestly burnt out on trying to see if something might happen with you & me. I've invited you out WAY too much with LOW success rates. Unless you want to commit to going out sometime later this week, I think it would be best if we were just friends & we only chatted when I came into Hooters.

(There was no response from this text. My next move, naturally, was deletion.)


Back to Hooters.

I walk in to the establishment and the first person I see is HB 10. I say what up to here, just to be socially polite, & I get sat at some random table where HB 10 ends up being my waitress.

Played things like normal. Kept my game really tight while interacting with HB 10 throughout the night.

We played & we laughed like I didn't text her those things.

She's absolutely gorgeous. However, I'm still set in my ways. I still think she needs to not be in my phone.

We briefly discuss some of the texts I sent her & she acknowledges it with a little bit of a hurt look on her face & shrugs it off real quick.

Throughout the night, I was talking to a bunch of random people, trying to figure out how I was going to tell HB 10 that I deleted her number. I could NOT figure out a normal/natural way of communicating this to her.

Finally, the night started dying down, the big crowd was starting to leave & HB 10 comes over and we start having deeper conversation.

I mention something about Facebook & she tells me that she got her's back & that she was going to add me. (Still wanting to be flirty flirty, high school puppy love with me. Which I wasn't having!)

That's where I realize that she's not really picking up on the, “I don't want to hang out with you outside these walls”, vibe. That's where I roll my head down & exhale in that, “I have something I have to tell you, but I really don't want to tell you”, tone.

I roll my head back up and say:

5th: I deleted your number.

HB 10: You.. wait what?!

5th: I deleted your number.

HB 10: (Stand up right away and starts flashing me “ass hole” looks.) That hurt my feeling.

(HB 10: Goes over and starts cleaning another table) That really hurt my feelings.

5th: Stop. Come over here. Sit down for a second.

HB 10 walks away.

A little time passes & she comes back.

Instantly I start signaling her to come over and talk to me for a second.

5th: Get over here. There's a reason why I deleted your number.

HB 10: (HB 10 sits down.) Why did you delete my number? That hurts my feelings!

5th: (I stare right threw her.) You know exactly why I deleted your number. I understand that it doesn't feel very good for me to tell you that I deleted your number. Honestly, how do you think I felt when I text you four times in a row & I only get you to respond once? What do you expect me to keep doing?

HB 10: I know.

5th: How many times have I tried to get you to come hang out with me outside of work? You're always busy doing something. You never make time for me. I feel like I'm trying harder then you.

HB 10: Do you know how it feels to put your heart into making something work with someone & you end up getting ignored?

HB 10: I gave you 100% of my game & I get no response from you. That hurts my feelings.

Blah, blah, blah. She says some stuff that I need to hear from her.

5th: (Slide my phone towards her.) Do you want to try this again & see if things will be different? Give me your number again.

HB 10 enters her number into my phone again.

5th: If you want this to work, what is it that you're going to do?

HB 10: I'm gonna text you more. Imma actually text you tonight when I get off work.

5th: What time do you get off work?

HB 10: 1:30 am

5th: Alright. Sounds good.

We play around a little bit more. I shake that bad feeling vibe off of us. I hug her several times, then I take off.

I keep partying that night, pass out, & I wake up that next morning and check my email. Sure enough, like clockwork, I got an email from Facebook notifying me that HB 10 wants to add me as a friend at 2:04 AM.

She didn't text me like she said she was going to right when she got off work, but she did add me on Facebook. Points for her.

What do I do at this point?

I don't add her all day.

Then at 3:20 p.m. I get a text from her:

HB 10: Hi sweetie

I go right into reward good behavior guy. I add her on Facebook. Wait a little while & text her back.

WIN!


Sunday

This is my follow up day.

Text conversation from other Hooters waitress, HB 9.5.

HB 9.5: 27 May 2011 @ 5:32 PM
C its my number.

5th: 27 May 2011 at 5:28 PM
You're passing all my little tests SO well. How'd you get so cool?!?

5th: 27 May 2011 at 3:01 AM
Wut up fool!

5th: 29 May 2011 at 10:50 AM
What up C dawg!

5th: 29 May 2011 at 11:03 AM
You still mad that I made you spill your beer?

*Lesson here. Persistence. People can forget that you text them. Keep experimenting & don't worry about double texting.)

HB 9.5: 29May 2011 @ 11:25 AM
No lol. I'm working. You should come see me.

5th: 29 May 2011 at 11:41 AM
I might. I got another few hours of saving the world left to do.

HB 9.5: 29 May 2011 @ 12:10 PM
Hey I'm only here till 430! So make it quick!

5th: Fri, May 29 at 12:16 PM
I never rush my adventures.

HB 9.5: 29 May 2011 @ 12:52 PM
In this case you should. We are soooo dead!

5th: Fri, May 29 at 12:57 PM
Can't rush business calls dear. It's getting ready to start & probably take an hour, then I might swing by for a beer before I start looking at apartments.

HB 9.5: 29 May 2011 @ 1:08 PM
Fun stuff.


I decide to go to Hooters. Even thought I was just there yesterday & I honestly was worried that I might run into HB 10 who I was with just the night before playing around with. (I can always recover if it blows up in my face. Lol.)

I show up, turn the game on ALL the way. Play a perfect tight game. Build a TON of comfort. Showed her I was a cool guy that took things as they came.

As a result of my display, I got a date with her next Sunday to go to the Aquarium with her & her 10 month old son. Damn. (All my efforts to get a date with her & the only opening is next Sunday with her son. I have to take it. Lol.)

That was the best that could have been done with that situation.

Oh well.

Once again.

WIN!



Weekend Summary:

-6 number closes.

-Got an old number working again with a total 10.

-Date from one of my numbers the next day.

-A date for next weekend.

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Thats the best frield report I have read so far, kudos bro!

Amazing report! Just one question, what was the trust test the girl "failed" and how do you help her "pass" it. It sounds like good material and Im interested

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It just goes to show that most of the time situations that may seem impossible turn out to be positive. Thanks for that report...

Lovecraft...

Dude, STOP ASKING FOR PHONE NUMBERS. It is sooooo weak and submissive. Gives away any power you had in these situations.


Instead say, "Hey...give me your phone."

Then proceed to enter your number into her phone.


Or say, " Hey, take my phone." Then when she takes it and asks what you want her to do with it. Just kinda give her a funny look like she just said something retarded and say, " ummm....you're gonna add your phone number."

Never ask for phone numbers...either do one of two above or demand her number. "Hey, give me your number."

When I first read your comment, I clinched up as though I overheard a guy on a first date at the table next to me, tell his date that she had to be Jewish or he couldn't keep seeing her.

This gentlemen of the seduction community, is how to identify community members that lack the TRUE ability/flexibility to attract women outside of their "guru's" methods of getting the girl.

Yes, I do however agree, that this is also a good technique even though I find this method to be profoundly boring after using it once or twice.

On a closing note, I'm curious as to how you'd have responded to a chick if she were to act all defensive and not want to give you her phone?

Do you act more and more "dominant" & "masculine" and repeat yourself until the "bitch" gives you her phone?? (I say bitch, cuz I suspect this is how the guy I'm quoting treats & thinks about women).

These are real people bro. Treat them as such. It's okay to give women power by asking for their number.

It ENTIRELY depends on the vibe you have with the current female you're talking to.

(If you've been following some of my FR's, you'll notice how I call some women "hoe's" & some women "baby". It all honestly is about the female you're picking up).

By giving them a choice, they see/feel you as even more masculine/power, cuz you have demonstrated fearlessness in exposing vulnerably.

IMO, I believe it's more powerful/masculine trait to risk rejection by giving her the power to do so, then it is to be some macho, knuckle head that has to order women around and treat them like "little bitches" that need to completely submit to your every command.

Come on bro. Really?

Let's mature in our knowledge/experience in what the purpose of the community is & how we should ACTUALLY treat women.

Cheers!

Thanks for the good laugh.

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You enjoy making assumptions I see. I don't refer to women as bitches. I treat women as I do most people, that is to say with respect. My demanding a woman's number is not me being an aggressive jerk. I don't make these demands in a hostile/rude tone but with confidence and expectations that my demand will be met because hey I'm a fun great person to know and so is she (otherwise I wouldn't even want her number) so I just assume she'll be cool with giving me her number. But when guys ask "can I have your number?"..."can i give you a kiss?" it just reeks of weakness and submission. Most women like dominant take charge kind of men not beta males who are needy and are desperate for female approval and validation. Men lead and women follow. You can be such a man with class and mutual respect.

If a woman does not meet my demand then I decide to walk away or I'll tease her about it. Sometimes, I'll look right at her and tell her, " drop the bs and games! C'mon this isn't high school!" or I'll reinforce a meaningful compliment that I have given her before such as " look, you seem pretty cool and we vibe well. I like meeting adventurous people and I can tell you are a lot of fun. Drop the silly games and enter your number". I'll say all this with a playful grin. Either way, I won't let the outcome affect me. If a girl chooses not to give me her number, it's her loss and I've prolly dodged a grenade. That or I failed to build comfort/rapport with her and even then I won't care because you can't win them all!


As for you inference that asking for a chick's number is showing your "vulnerable" side which helps in increasing her attraction for you. I believe it can be done in a better way and in most cases, if you're only number closing you haven't reached the appropriate part of the courtship where you would expose some of your vulnerabilities so she doesn't think she doesn't deserve you.

I mis-read you Chainfire.

Your first post about me "asking" for a womans number came off as though you didn't read my whole field report.

Which you probably didn't.

If you did, you would have noticed that my first #-Close I made in this field report, I did so by telling her to give me her number.

(5th: But hey! I'm getting ready to leave, you're cute & seem like a good sport. Give me your number & I'll let you spill my beer downtown with me).

I really do like how you re-framed yourself in your second post.

Next time, plz read my whole FR.

I find it to be slightly off putting to have someone in the community try to correct something that doesn't need correcting.

Instead, in the future, I'd prefer (like I already mentioned), that you read my whole field report & make comments that will strengthen my report.

I'd very much like for us to see each other eye to eye.

Which I think we already do.

Cheers!

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There you go again. Making those arrogant assumptions. I did read your whole "report". You did some good things but you also made some mistakes. If you cannot handle constructive criticism than you are merely posting for ego validation. A man should never utter the phrase" can I have your number?" EVER.

Your game pretty solid. Just want to say that the only thing you need to do before you go for the number is you need to build comfort. You ask for the number then build comfort afterwards, but as long as you build comfort then you are set.

Lol? Your ego is huge, bad thing. First of all your way too aggressive with asking the numbers after like a 10 second chat, second the girls at Hooters played your ass! When you said you were going out clubbing the girl was trying to keep your there, the other one asked you to come down to Hooters. To keep this short and give you the context of their advances towards you that means ''We like to fill the cash register with your booze money''. Girls at Hooters are told to flirt with customers and get them to come down as much as possible, and going on a date with a chick and her son? That means she wants to give her kid a nice day out payed by you!

Wasn't this scenario parodied on an episode of South Park (with Butters being the sucker being played by the hooter-type chicks ahaahah)?

Hey man,

First let me say that your FR was very interesting. It's the first time that I come on this website and I actually read the whole thing.

While I thought you did an amazing job on the field, I was very surprised by your replies to Chainfire99 in such an angry way, I don't think he meant any harm/insult to you neither do I. The person in the first post seems totally different than the person replying to him, it's pretty amusing to me.

Anyways, keep up the good work.