Speed game December 30, 2005
Spent an evening attending several in-hours and after-hours hotspots. Since I had already expressed my PUA status to some friends, I was under the gun.
Spent an evening attending several in-hours and after-hours hotspots. Since I had already expressed my PUA status to some friends, I was under the gun.
My first two targets had to leave - work the next day. If you’re at an after-hours place, I think you should be obligated to stop when the sun rises. Seriously, why waste all of our time.
I eventually had an experience that encompassed several key PUA points. I spotted a girl standing with a guy who I had met a few months ago.
Round 1 - engage them both
Round 2 - AMOG
Round 3 - Get the guy to do tasks for me and the young lady; her name is “Rebecca”
Round 4 - Try and kiss close at the bar.
The latter didn’t work - but we did take a lot of pictures and I got her to walk w/ us to another apartment-party. To give you an idea, it is 6:00a and I just walked through the door.
Eventually, we found comfort on a couch in front of a video projector (very strange, different story). There was more picture-taking, great, sexy kissing. And some escalation. Then things got weird.
Some dude wanted to get into with me …
I walked past him and girl and tried to strike up a conversation. He said, “we are having a private conversation, would you mind giving us a moment.” Cool. So I started to walk away. Then he asked if I would grab them the bottle of champagne from the table.
I said, “I don’t jump through hoops.”
She laughed.
Then, and I’m not sure of the moves, but he started to run hot. And got into with me.
She left, almost instantly.
Then he started to go on and on about how Noam Chomsky was the most incredible thinker/writer, ever.
I wanted to save the situation, since he was a friend-of-a-friend and I asked if we could recalibrate our relationship.
This guy wanted to dominate conversation through talk. I just smiled.
Seriously, Noam Chomsky. I told him, and very softly - almost in his ear - that Noam Chomsky was a glorified op-ed writer.
Then I suggested the NLP text “Frogs into Princes” (or whatever the full title is). I said, it’s about Neuro Linguistic Programming.
He said he wasn’t “into computers.”
I said, “it’s a social theory book.”
He asked me to repeat the title.
I did.
Then I left with “Rebecca.” Who I had just met an hour ago.
No one AMOGs me with Noam Chomsky. If he had said Richard Feynman, I may have backed down and called it a day.
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