This

Also, choosing your career based on your access to women has gotta be the most 'beta' thing you could do. BRB reconsidering my choice to join the Royal Marines because there's no women there. I think not.

Disagree, long term profession maybe, short term not at all. Working in a pussy filled promiscuous industry makes work tens times better and lets be honest the best jobs get the most pussy and the people you work with make or break a job. Also you can be alpha as you want once your in the job.

I know, dude. What's up with jobs that get you laid? Nothing beta about it at all. I also do translation, which involves me sitting in front of my computer alone. I love it but I think I'd go mad if I had to do it all the time. I need to be around people too and that most certainly includes females. Some people are just nay-saying because it sounds too good to be true...

You are joining the Marines to fuck guys yeah- same thing

Lets take managing a Night Club for example
Im shooting the breaze here i couldnt give a shite

Instant massive amounts of power and ultra social proof -- forget the girls, its a job as god of those 4 walls

Id have Bitches snorting coke off my dick

Anyway, the Russian girls have gone now and I didn't score either one of them, but it wasn't for the want of trying. I think the logistics were a bit tricky, as there were two of them so, excluding the ever elusive threesome, if I had got with one of them the other would have been a spare part.

I wanted my mate to wing me on one of our nights out but he had his own three couch surfers so it was impossible for him to take one off my hands.

I did try it on with both of the Russian girls at different points, but they weren't having it. I was kino-ing one of them under the table and she moved my hand away. Later, when we got back to mine I went in to kiss the other one and got the old cheek. Ah well, God loves a trier.

There was no uncomfortable feeling though and we still continued to hang out and have a laugh. They have invited me to go and stay with them in Malta, where they are living and I have accepted.

On the last night, one of them got me to take her out and teach her to ride my scooter. We were alone down by the sea, so I was thinking about trying it on again, but I decided against it as I'd already hit on the both of them and didn't want to be a sex pest.

On the last day, they found a Russian shop and bought me a bottle of vodka and some pickles as a leaving gift. I really had a great time with them and even though I didn't close either one of them, I'm sure turning up at all my local haunts with those two on the back of my scooter gave me massive social proof.

On Friday night, my ex-girl (Austrian) who has been a real bitch, saw me at the bar surrounded by three Polish couch surfer chicks, an English girl and a Canadian girl that I know, all eating out of my hand. Childish as it may be, that was quite satisfying.

I have a Belgian couch-surfer staying with me right now and I'm taking her to a free salsa lesson tonight, where there will be free tapas and hot food after. I don't fancy this doll, but I got a call from a Spanish girl I fucked back in November who wants to meet me there... so who knows.

The Spanish bird couldn't make it to the salsa in the end but wants to meet me another night. I should leave her alone really as she has a bf. She told me, AFTER I fucked her the last time.

As I was walking to the bar of the Spanish salsa venue the female instructor grabbed me by the hand and pulled me onto the dancefloor. I was mortified.

She is fit as fuck and was wearing white hot pants and I have two fucking left feet when it comes to any classical dancing, but how the hell could I say no?? She totally had to show me what to do. It was the longest five minutes of my life.

I seriously have to get lessons!!! It could be a handy skill to have. It's 95% women in the classes here too.

Later, a quite hot Polish girl that I've met a couple of times came over to talk to me and was pretty much climbing all over me. She was very impressed that I speak a tiny bit of Polish.

I had a dance with her (not salsa). When it comes to freestyle I can dance quite well. All the Italian guys were trying to dance up to her but she kept following me and we had a wee grind.

Then logistics got in the way. I had to give my Belgian couch-surfer a lift back to mine and when I came back to the bar again the Polish girl had gone home. I will see her around though. She seemed very keen!

I spent the rest of the night drinking with my mate and his three Polish couchsurfers. No closes so far, but I'd say it won't be long.

If you can't dance then don't get funny about it dude, own the fact that you're bad at it and don't be afraid of making fun of yourself or being goofy about it.

Sounds like you're having fun though mate, these are a good read. Keep them up

true yeah, my line is usually something like, "The dancefloor is no place for an Irish man. I belong at the bar." But then I'll surprise them, because I actually can throw a few moves, just as long as I don't have to follow instructions.

Riverdance yeah? Flatley does alright...