Last night with Cptn Freedom. (Crawley Airport night)

So we meet in a very quiet Wetherpoons pub in town, proper sausage fest. My Mate Gee's assessment of pubs ringing true in my ears.

"Footy on the telly = no shaggable birds"

(Also means Whenever an England match is on telly it's an ideal time to go out sarging)

Anyway myself and CpF are catching up, he's telling me about daygame revolution etc, when a three set walks in (three Hb7's).

They sit on the row of seats next to us.

Proximity alert!

They open us, bit of fluff talk, we are just leaving so I say where are they going

Most talkative Chick (blonde, cheeky bottom) - "We're gahn to Ba Med, Where u gahn?"

Me - "Nope can't tell you that, maybe see you later (wink)"


So we know we are looking kinda sharp.

Hit the next bar, I go the bar and open a mixed set beside me on a opinion opener, the girl is foreign and looks at me with utter incomprehension (and a little bit of terror), move on.

I notice a two set (two Hb7's) standing near us, hard to tell if it's a proximity alert as they were there before we stood there. But I figure they ought to be opened.

As CpF gets a drink I open them.

Weirdly I find it easiest to open when my wing is away, it's like an easy time constraint ie. "My mate has just gone to buy a drink/go for a slash and I'm just being chatty". Works for me, weird quirk I guess.

It's a situational opener, there is a typical crawley 3 set over the other side of the bar doing anything to get some attention and my two set are looking over in disgust. I lean in and say

"Some girls will do anything to get attention huh? (smile)"
Works great, blah blah, I transition to this "eye-direction-telling-lies" thing that CpF was telling me about.

My target buys it, I tell her she's an extremely convincing liar and that I'm going to keep my distance from her, etc etc.

Then the bar literally CRANKS up the speaker, we are right underneath it and none of us can hear feck all. Anyway I say to them

"Great talking to you girls, but I can hear feck all under this speaker me and my mate are going into the other room"

So basically I just bail to the other room, the first three set appear, we have a bit of banter, not fussed really.

We go outsie for a bit, I open an hb8 having a cigarette, no hook point though, just shooting the breeze. Chat with a Liverpulian geezer with shiny shoes.

We move to another bar, my round.

I open a cute tall girl in a very funky dress
(HB8)
"Love the frock"

her- (thumbs up) dismissive look
Me - "Yeah that's all I have to say" move to bar.


I open a two set next to the bar while waiting for drinks (Hb6 and Hb7) can't even remember with what. I can see the hook point is kinda there, I'm leaning back they are leaning in etc. But tbh I can't be arsed and bail.

We go to the club and nowt much happens.


Good news is I have kicked the arse out of my AA

Bad news is, I couldn't really be arsed in set. I literally wasn't fussed about shagging any of these girls.

Bit of downer tbh and not sure I really want to sarge Airport night anymore.


Scamp

Reread this FR and am still unsure whether my problem was a genuine lack of girls I actually fancy in Crawley on a Tuesday night (Good possibility).

Or a limiting belief about looks and me giving in too easily with the hotter girls, the two HB8's I opened I didn't ride the shit tests and persevere


The reason I got into this was to pull hotter girls (I already know I can pull hb7's no problem)

Well I am out in Clapham tonight and am guessing the quality of Bird will be much higher so I've got no excuses!

FR to follow

Scamp