I'm curious how many people on this site discuss their true disasters in the field, I give myself at least a little credit for sharing this...
One of the worst experiences of my life Friday night. Three women gave me a thirty minute rhetorical beatdown after a simple approach. Backstory: I had hit on one of these girls three months ago. I thought I was successful that night creating attraction and establishing value but I totally failed to build rapport and things went badly as my slipshod cocky-funny persona and ill-conceived negs (unfortunately I had just read The Game a few days earlier) lead the thing to go off the rails and her unattractive friend chased me away from the set.
Pathetically, this woman has been gnawing away at me as I simply could't forgive myself for blowing my chance with her and my oneitis has caused me to go scouring the local bars 4 or 5 nights a week hoping to see her again. Twice I had indeed seen her and neither time did I approach as each time she was with a male dominated group of at least 8 people and I just didn't have the courage or skill to deal with that. I had even been obsessively working on a speech in my head which I had been editing and polishing for weeks that was pretty much going to be sincere regrets on my part followed by some heartfelt stuff. So, when I saw her in a restaurant two nights ago sitting with two girlfriends I approached desperate for love and insanely convinced I knew what I was doing. Then...
It got ugly quick. "Are you really going to try to hit on her again?" were honestly the first words I heard after I said hello, spoken by the HB10s best friend, a 2 bursting with the most pristine spite I have ever personally witnessed. I said I just wanted to speak with "Jo" and express my sincere desire to get to know her. I sat down, unsolicited of course, and listened to a barrage of insults as I meekly tried to explain that I thought Jo was attracted to me that night and we were hitting it off (vehemently denied by Jo) when I became ungentlemanly. I guess I get a little credit for taking the abuse and maintaining some poise. The war pig just got angrier and angrier as I failed to react strongly. I suppose I stayed in set just out of pride; I just couldn't run away and took the whole thing as a challenge to see how well I could remain stoic. The problem was that many of the things the war pig and the other two were saying were demonstrably true and by the end I was genuinely shaken. Several of their observations:
'where's your bracelets tonight? we know you read The Game loser' (yup, truly)
'don't you think it is sad that you don't have any friends?'
'Can't you find another guy with a pink shirt to wing you?'
'how do you not see that you are totally creepy?'
...and a few more that I blissfully forgot.
The fact that I listened to this without putting up much of a fight I considered (while it was occurring) a sign of strength but I now wish I had high-tailed it out of there right away.
The only small triumph of the night was that I left with the words "I don't quite get what you are getting at, are you saying you don't want to date me?" but this didn't even get a giggle and I could not conceal the fact that I was on a wounded retreat. I guess here is where I would try to qualify myself and talk about the 80-90 women I have had sex with but the fact is I have been a basket case for several years now (would require a long explanation) and have no business hitting on women at this point in my life.
Not sure what kind of feedback I could possibly get here but I would be curious to hear some general responses. The debacle has lead me to reach several (obvious) conclusions and general rules I plan to follow.
1)Need to work on myself
2)Absolutely positively need a wing. I am committed to never going out again at night without one. These girls telling me I have no friends was essentially true.
3)Will never go out in my town again (and its 5 crappy bars) just to avoid having to meet these women face to face. I have actually somehow forgotten to admit to the most cringe-inducing detail...by the end of this set from hell there were actually a dozen or so people leaning in to listen to all this. I was largely oblivious but a crowd had formed. I am truly embarrassed to go out right now
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