So today I went with some homeboys to pimp it. These guys are not PUAs and they don't even know about the community...they're lame...but they're my ride in this shitty down so I can't complain!
It was about 7pm when we got there and saw my first set coming out of Walmart. It was a two set. These bitches were crossing to road when I "hand of god" my target. When I open any set bigger than one, I treat them like if it was just a one set. I completely ignore the friends and talk directly to my target. I might say some quick greeting to the friends once I hook my target...this is exactly what I did.
I told her she was cute and that I did not want to get run over since we were in the middle of the road. We walked towards the parking lot when I noticed her friend's hair was purple. WTF. She was hot though and I did find her hair cool so I said "Your hair looks cool" That's what I call super congruency, he he he
We stood by the target's car where I did my "properly introduction" routine: I say "Let's properly introduce ourselves" take her hand like a handshake and kiss her on the left cheek, then right cheek, then I tell her "shitty kiss" and try to kiss her on the lips. If she rejects, I say "gay kiss" or "this is how we greet each other where I'm from" which usually starts another threat of conversation
Well this bitch here told me her boyfriend would kill her if she gave me a kiss on the cheek. In my mind, I was like: what kind of fucked up jealous boyfriend would kill his bitch if she gave a guy a kiss on the cheek? I don't think she was lying about the boyfriend though so I left the set. I've notice for some reason that when a girl mentions her boyfriend I do two things: (1) Either leave set because I don't push myself hard enough, or (2) I say "Irrelevant" or "Fuck your boyfriend." One of my boys, Bruce, told me to completely disregard her boyfriend comment, and I love that idea!
Anywho, so me and my boys are walking in Walmart when we see this fine bitch from behind. After my first set, my boys are like "approach her!" I obviously bitch out and walk right past her....BUT...as soon as I did that, Fedor's (my boy in NYC) voice crawled in my head: "ARE YOU A LITTLE BITCH?!!!"
NO, I AM NOT A BITCH...FEDOR
I turned around and "hand of god" of her. BOSS POINTS +
I started asking about her age because she looked 25ish. She was only 20 and hot...awesome. I then made her guess my age...You gotta make the bitches work for your 8 inch donkey. I looked at her cart which was full of meat and told her that I'm a vegan and she was like "YOU DON'T EAT MEAT?!!!" Yes, bitch...I don't eat meat.We then started talking about our original birthplace. She's from Germany. International pimpin' baby. I asked for her number but before I gave her my phone for her to type it in, I asked her "What's my name?" She took a second but remembered it. I, however, forgot hers...and told her. She said that if I couldn't remember her name then she wouldn't give me her number. This is where I fucked up. I started tripping with my body language when she said that. I hugged her and told her that I love her and to tell me her name again. This would have been fine but because I was nervous, the hug and my voice tonality where incongruent and I could notice so because of the way she responded.
I still gave her my phone and she still typed her number. I stayed in set a little longer after that because I noticed that if I get the number and leave, then the number close is usually not solid. I asked her what was her major, which was Business Management...the same as mine. Commonality baby. Then I disappeared into the depths of Walmart. I still think the number is not solid because of that little fuck up. And I know that it would have been solid if I would have stayed congruent...only time will tell if this bitch will answer her phone.
LESSONS LEARNED
If bitches say they have boyfriend, stay in set and ignore her comment or say "Irrelevant"
Don't get nervous if the bitch tells you she won't give you the number, you know she wants that dick and is just playing around
One little fuck up can turn a solid close into a disappearing act
KEEP IT PIMPIN' PLAYA