Last night me, Summer Junky and Pavel decided to hit town for a couple of hours to chew the fat and have a few drinks. For me, it was the first night of just being naturally sociable, friendly and, as K-dog puts it, socially awesome.
Truth be told, town was dead so I met the guys on the Triangle and we headed to Mbargo's.
We got there fairly early, about 8.30 ish, where there were a few students on initiation for football and archaeology (yes really). I went in straight away, asking the guys why they were in forensic suits and the girls why they were dressed as sexy cavegirls. I got chatting to a lass whose parents were Polish so immediately introduced her to Pavel, whilst I chatted to her fit friend who looked like a rabbit caught in headlights. Bless.
We ejected, whereupon Pavel told me I needed to tone myself down a bit. Apparently I've been going in with high energy and it's quickly falling away, hence why girls weren't reacting well to it, so this is something I need to address.
We sat down, chatted a bit, then I went to the bar and bumped into a girl from my course. Now I've always been friendly and very flirty with her, and she was (not to put too fine a point on it) all over me at the bar. Admittedly she was quite drunk but alcohol never makes people do something they don't want to do. Anyway, turns out she has a boyfriend, but one to keep an eye on methinks. I chatted to people at the bar and headed back to the guys, both of whom had been opening in my prolonged absence.
Pavel is chatting to a seated 5-set of pretty girls, who he later informs me are 3rd year vets. I tag myself in with "you guys are vets? You probably know my housemates".
This led to easily my best set of the night, and the one I was sat next to was particularly interested. She was one of those girls who starts out as a 7 but the more you look at her the more hot she gets. By the time I ejected (I lost her attention and group control) she was about a 9. I pussied out of asking her for her number, and I can't remember her name which is doubly annoying.
Sean, meanwhile, opens the 4 hottest girls in the place. Honestly, they were all 9/10s and every guy was drooling at them. Only Sean approaches. Even better, he stays in set talking to the hottest one for a good 15 minutes, and the group seems to be genuinely interested and open to him. That was a good set mate. I know you were disheartened about a few sets last night but that one was a winner. Getting that many smoking hot babes to pay attention to you for 15 minutes is quite an achievement. Plus you were completely fearless all night, not only of approach but also of rejection. You could see the way some of the sets you opened were thinking "fuck...this guy has balls" and there was some attraction there.
My final set of the night was another girl from my course, who I deliberately didn't want to talk to. Why? Pavel found out very quickly, as I chatted to her hot vet friend.
"My god, she was so fucking boring man! Really hot, but she had nothing to say! I can't stand girls like that!"
I did tell you not to bother with her mate
Anyway after that I bailed. A good night overall (although a little short, I was home for 11!). Learning points:
1) Lower my initial energy upon approaching, and engage brain when talking to girls. Honestly, at some points I ran out of things to say. Me! The world's biggest motormouth and master of starting conversation about anything! More concentration I think needed here.
2) Don't be a pussy and actually ask for a number if an interaction has gone well. I could've got 3 numbers last night if I'd grown a pair.
3) Statements of interest. A 2 or 3 girls were into me last night (including the vet), but I didn't qualify their attraction with an SOI. From there I could've escalated the interaction, making a number close more natural.
4) Natural method suits me far better. Rolling up and saying "Hi how are you? I'm Alex" feels far better than the opinion openers which are like forcing a square peg into a round hole. It works, but feels a bit awkward and unnatural.
Also, the biggest thing I realised about last night is how many boring girls there are out there. You know the ones. They're the sort that Pavel talked to with absolutely nothing to them except abundant looks (they're always hot) and academic intellgence but absolutely nothing to say of interest and nothing about them. They always, always have boyfriends. The number of girls just last night who had boyfriends was staggering. Now I don't doubt that some of them probably said it to get us to fuck off but some, I know, were telling the truth (because I know them). In fact, I'm going to start a thread on it. It's pissing me off that much.