Day 36/360: Mansion Workshop #2 with Brad, Day 1

I’m one tenth through the 360 day challenge!

64. B: I saw a girl in a bikini top and rollerblades at an ATM. Sex last week. She didn’t like it at all, haha. “What? No! Just because I’m in a bikini top doesn’t mean I’m a ho!”

Brad came by for our monthly workshop. We discussed our progress. I am to continue calling girls, but when a girl flakes, categorize her as one of those flaky girls and not be so easy to meet up with. Be challenging so she really has to promise to not flake anymore, so she doesn’t keep flaking.

I said I was having trouble with loud clubs, because sex last week doesn’t work when I have to repeat it. Brad thinks it’s a body language change. He also suggested I shorten it to, “Drunk last week. Did we fuck? “.

We practiced stopping walking girls. In the past I strafed to block girls from walking past me, but Brad’s Rodman technique is far more advanced. First he blocks the girl. Then when she tries to walk past him, he hops back a little and continues to block her, two or three more times, then he turns around and holds her back with the back of his hand, almost like he accidentally spread his arms wide and smacked her. After that, he walks with the girl. (Most girls, in my experience, stop at the first or second block.) He also seems to walk slightly ahead of the girl, so it’s like the girl is following him. Walking slightly behind makes it seem like he’s following, which makes him a stalker.

Lesson over. We walked around the local rocker clubs, hoping to do some street game. No such luck, the streets were as dead as usual. I observed Brad talk to a few girls, and watched him talk to a girl with three guys. They were really friendly, so it wasn’t too hard, except that he had to be entertaining and dominating the group. He made sure everyone in the group was involved with the conversations, and kept going back to the girl, putting her on the spot. He tried to get her number by inviting them to an afterparty, then asking for the leader’s number. Two guys were in the band, so they’d be all sweaty and not down for an afterparty. The brother eliminated himself, saying he’s going home afterward, so Brad pointed to the girl and appointed her the leader and asked for her number. She said that’s too much information, then Brad said it was cute, she thinks he’s trying to get her number, she must have a crush on him. The girl played it off, but eventually no number was given.

65. C>5: Two girls walking up the street. Stopped them, sex last week. They somehow cornered themselves. Smart tests, smart/hot/rich, impress me. They said I’m the guy, I’m supposed to impress them. I said yeah, I used to do that, but then I read a book, No More Mr. Nice Guy, and I realized that impressing everyone just upset me. So now I impress myself. I challenged them, asking if they read books, what was the last book they read. We talked about Twilight, I accused them of being vampires. Brad came in to observe, but I thought he was winging, so I got lazy and let him take over. Oops. I stopped talking and let Brad run the show at that point. Somehow I went to the girl and asked if she really doesn’t remember me. Then I did the whole remember this routine, but didn’t end it with a kiss. I don’t remember if we tried to go for their numbers, but we didn’t get it. Brad asked me why I didn’t run my stack on them, I couldn’t quite figure it out at the time. It was mostly because I thought my conversation was good enough to keep them entertained. I felt that my conversation wasn’t bad, though it wasn’t great. The biggest problem was that once Brad entered, I basically stopped talking.

The streets were dead, so we went to a college frat bar.

Brad horse girled two girls. Instantly hooked. I couldn’t hear because we were right under the speaker, but clearly Brad was able to get his message across, so it proves I can do it too. Some guy comes in with another girl and pulls both girls away. Brad worked around it, chatting with the whole group. The whole time the guy’s got his arms around the two cute girls in the group, but Brad engaged everyone. Eventually Brad mouthed, “Pull me out!” and I grabbed him and pulled him out. Apparently he was throwing lots of stories, which would hook but unhook very quickly.

It was time for us to approach. I was told to make a stack of five routines and run them. My stack was: sex last week, cat routine, smart tests, smart/hot/rich, 8 girlfriends, palm reading.

Couldn’t really find much.

66. B: Saw a black girl by herself. Sex last week. Couldn’t hear me. Tried the abridged version. Didn’t work, her friend suddenly swooped in and saved her.

67. C>5: Talked to two short girls. Sex last week, smart tests, smart/hot/rich, 8 girlfriends, palm reading. At some point the friend left us alone, even though I was engaging the both of them. I got to the lines on her wrist means this… and she cracked up, said I was too much, said she needs to talk to her friend and that she’ll be right back. I wasn’t really interested in her so I went to look for another girl.

68. C<5: Saw a tall hot brunette. Forced my way through the crowd to get to her, but she suddenly started talking to some guy. Creative avoidance. Luckily I saw an even hotter Asian-looking girl sitting on the table. Sex last week. No, but she smiled, said she had a boyfriend. I think I tried running the rest of my stack but she kept telling me she had a boyfriend and very politely told me to fuck off. I told her that I understand, that she's very polite, and I appreciate a woman who tells me politely to fuck off. I left her alone. I didn't think I should have, because our conversation and banter left her smiling, but I have respect for girls who politely and genuinely tell me they want to be left alone.

69. B: Saw a girl with her two friends, trying to squeeze through the human traffic jam. Sex last week, couldn’t hear. Walked away once traffic cleared.

70. B: Dance floor. Sex last week, couldn’t hear. Abridged sex last week, ignored me. Pulled some guy in. I left.

71. C>5: Lights went on. Brad suddenly appeared behind me and told me he’s stalking me or something. Okay, now I definitely have to approach. There was a girl right in front of me. I didn’t think she was that attractive from the back, but at least she was tall. Sex last week, cat routine, smart tests, smart/hot/rich, 8 girlfriends. She refused to be girlfriend #s 9, 6, 3, or 2. I refused to give her #1 spot. Her friends had to leave, she went with them. Brad told me to go get her number. I went, pulled her aside. Said it was nice chatting with her, she had a sense of humor. Asked if she had e-mail, she said no. I asked if she came from a time machine, she laughed as her friend pulled her away.

72. C>5: On my way out I saw a girl texting by the door. Sex last week. She said I had already asked her friend that last week. Frame stolen! I asked if she looked like her. She said no. Demanded her name. Cat routine, smart tests. She said she really had to look for her friend, whom I supposedly had hit on a few minutes ago. Suddenly her friend showed up and they left. I definitely did not hit on her, liar!

Pretty cool night. I felt less anxiety tonight than I had all week. Damn that mere presence effect. I stacked pretty well. I am adding “do you remember this?” into my cheatsheet and stack, and I’m going to try using it after sex last week. Of course, it’s always cool to hang out with Brad and watch his game.

B: 4
C<5: 1
C>5: 4

These kinds of stats I like. I want everything to be blowouts or conversations over five minutes. To me, conversations less than five minutes just means I ejected. So this is progress!