Last night I went out with my best friend for a beer to catch up after sorting out some work on his camper but it turned into a night out as he wanted to let off steam and find some women.
It felt strange as I've never "sarged" with him before, as he isn't into PU etc. and I have stopped going out with the sole intention of sarging/pulling.
We started off in a Wetherspoons/Hogs Head type pub and I made a trip to the toilet whilst he got the drinks in. I found him at the bar talking to the bar maid whilst she was pouring the pints and he was just making conversation. I greet him then her and tell her she looks like Rachel Stevens (like dead spit - HB9) I just joke with the both of them and before you know it we are talking about cheesey music and dancing and she's asking for my number and arranging to meet up next Wednesday on cheese night.
She text me after her shift and it looks like we'll prob meet up before then
In the same bar I just open a group of 3 girls dressed for a night out, 2 HB8s and a HB6. They seemed happy at first glance but it turned out they had decided that the town was a boring and that they were going to have a crap night regardless. Unfortunately this is where it went downhill for him as he was determined to chase them for the rest of the night. I had a good night out being social with him and the 3 girls but found a tanned slim HB8 who was having fun, loved dancing and apparently kissing after wasting my time trying to wing him with the 3 eeyores.
I'm happy with what I did, maybe not so happy with going out specifically with girls but I was just myself and had fun. I did feel bad for him and saw the reflection of me in me pre and early
PUA days where I thought it mattered what girls thought and whether they were interested.