Coffee Shop Game: Venti Vaguccino

¡Sentient! has been posting some really good field reports lately.

an interesting vignette from today… always fascinating how quickly attraction can develop…

In the local coffee place this morning, I usually run into half a dozen people I know here in the neighborhood, so I keep game on a low simmer. Long line today, backed up to one of the entrances. I get on line. a few minutes later a real cute 7 comes in, short super fit body, pale blue eyes, strawberry blonde short hair, pale white skin. Was wearing a really nice short dress and a scarf and heals. Love when women make an effort, she was stylish.

so she comes in, right behind me and looks at the line and her phone to check the time. I turn to her, square up and say “don’t worry it will be worth it” with full eye contact. She says “Oh yeah I know I have a client to meet though”. we are about 16 inches apart and I give her full laser eye treatment and slow down speech. I sensed she was in some psych profession, she just seemed really tightly wrapped but I don’t cold read her with this, I go with “You say you had a client, you look like a hairdresser” she is like no no I am a mental health counselor. So we banter a bit I say “well you look very stylish that’s why I thought maybe you worked in a salon”. She says she buys vintage clothes and we chat about that a bit, gives me a chance to graze her stomach and feel the fabric, “what’s this made out of”. Her eyes are getting bigger and I can see that start of the smile they do when they don’t realize it.

“what do you do?” she asks. I tell her to guess. Now I’m squared up to her, arms crossed across my chest, in workout out gear and a hat. She says “cop”. I laugh and ask if I’m intimidating her (emotional anchoring) she’s like “why?” and I say because cops are getting a lot of bad press lately. I can see her licking her lips more and swallowing, keeping direct eye contact with me. we chat about her job as a counselor and she checks the time again. Then another guy comes in, young dude with a man bun. They know each other so she says hello to him. Now instead of just abandoning the convo or turning away i engage the guy directly. Turns out he is a barrista but works nights so I’ve never seen him. I keep him engaged in conversation about the place at night, crowd etc. and this keeps the girl quiet just watching. a good way to neutralize the guy, not even amoging, just keeping him focused on me. This also keeps the attention off of her, so she is pent up.

The line moves we shuffle forward. She blurts out “The DSM just made a new entry today on caffeine”… so I engage her on this, now her attention is back to me. The guy, though right behind her, now vaporizes… he no longer exists. I ask her what it’s about and she says it’s an addiction entry. So I say why an entry for caffeine, addiction is a behavior seeking a response, it could be anything”. We are close again, lasering. She say “yeah like sex addiction” BINGO… there it is sexualized convo in the coffee line. LOL! Huge window.

We are lasering each other now, and the vibe is forming, focus closing on just the two of us. I say really really slowly “tell me… how would you… treat something like that… …. I mean… for me… I think like full immersion therapy or something would be required… you know… to get it out of your system…” while nodding my head and lasering her and she is smiling and nodding and saying “hmmm hmmm yeah”. I continue ” i mean… it would need… like… really really aggressive treatment… right? (nodding)” and she is really grinning now and nodding back. She says ”well it doesn’t always have to be sooooo aggressive”. I say, smirking, “sure, I mean it can be gentle too… start aggressive and then get gentle… mix it up” And she is like “yeaaaahhhh (nodding and grinning) right… gentle…”.

The line moves and we shuffle forward again. Now I am up to order. I turn away from her (roll off), order my coffee and do NOT turn back to her at all. Go way down the long empty counter 25 feet and take the last seat. Farthest from the door we came in. Did this as a compliance test, she was in a hurry so let’s see if she comes down there and waits by me for her order instead of right next to the counter. And she does… she comes down and sits by me and we continue some more banter, not much now, ask her if she could do anything for work what she would do, some comfort stuff. We get talking. She mentions crime increasing in the area as a result of “people” from the wrong side of the tracks coming over, and quickly says “I’m not a racist”. I get to go into “you are a realist” and we talk a bit about this. Interesting that SWPL psych girl feeling fear from the environment, second one I’ve come across recently… I think there is a change in the air… bodes well for TRUMP.

She tells me her name and I shake her hand, hold it too long and she asks my name… her coffee is up she gets it and comes back. We chat a bit more.

Now she is looking at her phone and the time has come to part, she has a client to see across town. she is waiting, waiting, waiting for me to ask her number… I smile at her “you better get going then. I’ll see you around” she says “take care” and heads out the door behind me then walks back the other direction outside to her car.

Some times game just bubbles up even when you aren’t trying to do anything…

This vagnette deserves a post-game analysis, as a teaching moment for the greenhorns.

– Sentient’s opener — “don’t worry it will be worth it” — isn’t the usual lame banter. He engages the girl with a conversational gambit that encourages a fuller response than just “hi”. It’s SITUATIONALLY AWARE. Those are the best kinds of openers.

“You say you had a client, you look like a hairdresser”. Brilliant concatenation of a cold read and a neg. Newbs, take note: The neg here works well because Sentient grounded it to something the girl actually said, rather than to some disembodied thought with no relation to anything the girl is saying. Repeating a girl’s words back to her in the context of your reply is a powerful verbal bonding tactic.

gives me a chance to graze her stomach and feel the fabric. Physical escalation is the scariest aspect of pickup for most men, but also its most necessary. Obliquely, you must leave a woman with the impression that you’re comfortable in close proximity to their bodies.

“what do you do?” she asks. I tell her to guess. A good rule of thumb is to avoid giving girls direct answers to their questions. Flirting is the art of evasion.

Now instead of just abandoning the convo or turning away i engage the guy directly. A lot of men make the mistake of trying to shut out male competition for the attention of a single girl, but that is the opposite of what you want to do. By including the man in your conversation, you take away the opportunity for him to appropriate the conversational lead, AND you can redirect the energy away from the girl, as Sentient noted, which makes her want to work harder to regain your sole attention.

She say “yeah like sex addiction” BINGO… there it is sexualized convo in the coffee line. LOL! Huge window. A girl’s indicator of interest doesn’t get much more indicative than this.

“I think like full immersion therapy or something would be required… you know… to get it out of your system…” For those unfamiliar, this is a verbal technique known as NeuroLinguistic Programming (NLP), which involves embedding ideas and thoughts in your listener’s mind through subliminal semantic ambiguity. It’s been discussed at CH a few times, but I don’t stress it because 1. its benefits are covered by other, more accessible, game techniques and 2. it’s really easy to fuck up. However, if done skillfully, it can nuke a girl’s hamster right out of its cosmic exercise wheel.

Go way down the long empty counter 25 feet and take the last seat. Farthest from the door we came in. Did this as a compliance test, she was in a hurry so let’s see if she comes down there and waits by me for her order instead of right next to the counter. Good move. The typical beta male starved for female interest would have lingered by the cashier as she pays for her order in hopes his dire proximity would coax super duper rays of love out of the girl.

Interesting that SWPL psych girl feeling fear from the environment, second one I’ve come across recently… I think there is a change in the air… bodes well for TRUMP. I’ve been noticing this change in attitude, too.

Some times game just bubbles up even when you aren’t trying to do anything…

No surprise. The essence of Game is the ZFG Alpha Attitude — no matter what happens, your toes are still tappin’.

Game Grade: A.

Sentient would’ve gotten an A+ but he pulled up at the last second when the goods were there for the taking. I’ll assume the reason for not closing the deal is that he’s in a committed relationship which he values.





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  1. Veni, Vidi, Vajji.

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    • I saw, I conquered, I came.

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    • This entire post is an autistic child’s journal entry. Who else would think to document a social interaction so minutely?

      Take the test. http://www.telegraph.co.uk/men/thinking-man/11974282/Are-you-on-the-autistic-spectrum-Take-the-test.html

      I make an honest effort to relate to this side of CH, but no man talks or thinks like this in real life.

      And then you see videos of them in the field, and not only do they not match up with the literary flourish of the Field Report, they make you wonder if the whole damn community isn’t some fantastic construct. (Plus the women are dogs.)

      Don’t get me wrong, Sentient writes well. He captures that genuine thrill of being on the hunt. I just wonder how present to the moment any of you can be while maintaining such creepy social recall.

      Matt

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      • on November 5, 2015 at 6:11 pm Shortest Straw

        Yeah, no shit. My thinking exactly. I got about two paragraphs in and thought, sperg sperg sperg.

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      • on November 5, 2015 at 6:16 pm Bobby Cuddlefuck

        Did you just call his recall creepy. Really, “creepy?” Are you a fucking girl?

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      • Creepy recall… Says Matt the Virgin King… who quotes chapter and verse from the bible over and over…

        seriously Matt – this post of yours really proves you have no normal social interactions… because it is really, really easy to recall what each human person said to each other and how they said it, and your surroundings, the temperature, the smells… you know all the stuff that happens outside of your room…

        If you don’t understand it… just leave it at that. Like I don’t understand your reasons to troll game posts incessantly…

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      • on November 5, 2015 at 6:55 pm mendozatorres

        There’s nothing creepy about it. It’s not unlike recounting an incident that occurred to a friend or someone else. Stories that being with “you’ll never guess what happened to me” or my favorite, “Check this shit out. . .”

        It wouldn’t be any different if all of us were shooting the shit in person and Sentient drops the story. Would you tell him or anyone to their face that such a detailed story leads to creepy social recall?

        How the hell else can people communicate, relate, share?

        [CH: men who don’t hit on women will never understand how easy it is to recall details of a flirty interaction. socializing in a sexually implicit manner with attractive women tends to strongly burn in memories of the shared moments.]

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      • Sentient – you expect to be given kudos for doing something most keyboard warriors cannot do outside of tinder, grinder, okcupid, and pof world they live in… sign of the times.

        Higher functioning people, those who have say 100w light bulbs going instead of a 5volt led, tend to remember things… Its not a sign of mild retardation of sorts. I think its time for another approach week, this blog is getting too thick.

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      • “The average score for the original control group of this test was 16.4 and your score is roughly in line with this, making it highly unlikely that you are suffering from an autistic spectrum disorder. Follow-up research to the original test indicated that a score like yours of 26 or below effectively discounts the possibility of a diagnosis of autism, but as this test is not diagnostic, only a health professional can draw that conclusion for certain.”

        I was saved by having no absorbing interest in numbers, and an ability to read people within seconds; very non-autistic traits. Otherwise I’m shit at parties. (Get drunk and turn sour immediately.)

        As for Sentient’s tale … it doesn’t seem impossible. I’ve gotten a dozen numbers waiting in line at Starbucks, or from the cashiers. Or any old coffee shop. Goodwhite girls in line waiting for their caffeine reward: all you have to do is open and not fuck up.

        Nowadays I just puke on them like Stan from the early days of South Park. I call it “vomit game” to avoid the glottal stop, though.

        [CH: these tests are silly. introversion is not autism. we’re living in an age of diagnostic overreach.]

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      • Queen – you really need to get out of your parents basement. It’s obvious.

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      • on November 5, 2015 at 9:17 pm Sean Fielding

        @Matt: Because the talent Sentient shares with hundreds of great novelists for minutely observing and remembering human interactions couldn’t possibly be based in reality.

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      • My gas tank was 3/32nds full this afternoon, so I decided to stop and fill up. I drove past five stations because I knew that the seventh one down the road, while cheaper, was too far away to make the discount worth it. So I stopped at the sixth.

        I undid my seatbelt with my left hand and stepped out of the car. But it was overcast today, hence my lights were still on, and so the dashboard chirped at me, reminding me to turn them off. I went left around the back of my car, deciding it would be a shorter trip than clockwise right to the pump. The handle was sooty but I managed to grab it in such a way to avoid soiling my fingers.

        Between the second and third gallon, I realized I was peckish and proceeded toward the Qwiki Mart—

        [Patient listener: “Get to the point, rain man.”]

        Obviously you’ve never pumped gas before. So anyway, the entrance to the Qwiki Mart was approximately 60 feet south-southwest into the sun…

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      • on November 5, 2015 at 9:42 pm Sean Fielding

        Matt: when it’s about numbers and gas pumps, it’s a list.

        When it’s about the human mind, it’s Art.

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      • my parents make me wear floaties in the pool

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      • It wouldn’t be any different if all of us were shooting the shit in person and Sentient drops the story. Would you tell him or anyone to their face that such a detailed story leads to creepy social recall?

        Would I tell him to his face? No. There’s no need to call out the socially disabled for being a bore. Maybe I just “shoot the shit” with a different kind of people than you.

        She says she buys vintage clothes and we chat about that a bit, gives me a chance to graze her stomach and feel the fabric, “what’s this made out of”. Her eyes are getting bigger and I can see that start of the smile they do when they don’t realize it. … The line moves and we shuffle forward again. Now I am up to order. I turn away from her (roll off), order my coffee and do NOT turn back to her at all. …

        Nine paragraphs could be reduced to a single sentence: I flirted with a girl in line for coffee today — if that strikes you as a remarkable enough occurrence to report to your friends. But so brief a report would leave nothing to microanalyze to death.

        It just reminds me of That One Time Dad Took Us Fishing, and you remember every little detail, every ripple in the water, because a week after he went to the store for cigarettes and never came back. You tend to remember everything about unique moments.

        I’ll admit, I can’t resist a little light trolling. But these studly alphas who keep a journal of their social life (and then publish it) don’t even know when they are showing their ass; i.e., if a few minutes of exhilarating but ultimately uneventful banter with a girl at Mr. Sippy’s is an event to report to their friends (and to the world), how studly can they be?

        The final tell is the overreaction to those of us who go in with some gentle ribbing (Here’s an autism test, Stu, TAKE IT) — which in real life, is how men react to their pals’ shaggy dog stories. The intrepid field reporter is spooked by the ghost of his omega past, who still haunts him through the mean words of commenters, gets defensive, and lashes out rather than laughs at himself.

        Matt

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      • Regarding memory, as well as context…
        …way back in my early twenties I was at a nightclub, and a smoking hot brunette starts dancing near me. I’m checking her out like a normal beta schlub when her friend approaches me and asks me if she knew me from another well-known club from about five years back. I replied, “No, but what would you do if I said ‘Yes’.” She warmed up so much that we were in bed within an hour (which was pretty uncommon for me back then). We had some other flirty, sexualized banter before we left, but that one line stayed with me. Why did that work so effing well?

        In context, she was local, but had moved to Sydney, Australia with her husband. She was back on a two week vacation visiting her mother and some friends; one of those friends was gay and relayed a story to her about how her husband had asked him if they could mutually masturbate together. And oh yeah, he was also a cross-dresser. That bit of information was presented to her about an hour or two before we met. So in hindsight, I was just the first hard-dick that struck her fancy while she was out looking to get over her soon to be ex-husband.

        Nevertheless I learned a few things from that encounter, those being that situational awareness was always going to be my goto as I’m better at flirting off-the-cuff, that sometimes pussy really does just drop in my lap, that being in a good mood is attractive to women, and that while I was in her company for the next two weeks attractive women were approaching me regularly, which all by itself should have told me everything I ever needed to know about women.

        Social recall has more to do with what we Men do to analyze a situation to determine what happened. I didn’t know why that line worked, but I knew it wasn’t the words so much as the situation and my delivery.

        But more to the point: Aspergers for remembering things? Maybe you think those football players analyzing every move after the game are spergy too.

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      • men who don’t hit on women will never understand how easy it is to recall details of a flirty interaction. socializing in a sexually implicit manner with attractive women tends to strongly burn in memories of the shared moments.

        Like I said, it depends where on the autism spectrum you fall. And how often or how rarely “a flirty interaction” occurs in your life.

        One time back in ’09 I made this HB7.28* waitress blush at Waffle House …

        ———-
        * All HB citations are rounded to the nearest hundredth, in this case up.

        [CH: it has nothing to do with autism. a man has only so much space in his brain to store details of events, and flirting with a pretty girl is one of those events that leaves a major imprint, and thus a large store of memories to later retrieve. (conversely, women have great memories for the details of relationship drama.)]

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      • Maybe you think those football players analyzing every move after the game are spergy too.

        I do.

        I also think it’s the killer genetic app of the white race as well. We never would have built the storehouse of knowledge of the world, nor would have we escaped the planet’s orbit, nor would have we invented the microchip, without the preponderance of autistic copyists found among ice peoples. There is very little difference between Star Trek “completists” and game aficionados and NASA grinds when it comes to categorizing and disseminating knowledge. It is a very white thing to vivisect that which enthralls us — just because it’s there. There is great power in that practice. And each of us are better or worse suited to it. As I say, it’s a spectrum.

        Monks everywhere in the West still devote decades of their lives producing illuminated pages of the Gospel. Only instead of in Latin, today it’s in Klingon. Do you want a copy of CH’s 300 or so maxims collected together in a single document? Don’t worry, some white man already spontaneously did that without being asked. Would you like the unabridged compilation of YaReally’s blog commentaries. Never fear, some white fan wrote a script to extract, categorize, and publish them out of sheer enthusiasm (or gratitude).

        Game warns you to keep your white tendencies under control if you don’t want to creep out women. It just doesn’t practice what it preaches (too much) when it comes to its own collaboration, devoutly to be worshiped.

        Matt

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      • flirting with a pretty girl is one of those events that leaves a major imprint

        Oh, I misunderstood. You are talking about when we are 17 and dodging random boner mishaps, whereas I assumed you meant man in his aloofest prime.

        What master of all he surveys doesn’t remember every pore on every woman’s face he ever flirted with? Then again, what could I who mocks the “Crimson Arts” possibly know about human interaction! On to the next field report to re-re-re-plumb the unfathomable mysteries of “Playing Hard to Get” and The Double Entendre.

        [CH: no. i am talking about love and desire. are they foreign concepts to you?]

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      • @Matt
        ‘Creepy’ really is a go-to shit word for the sjw, cultmarx crowd. I think it should only be used on them and on annoying chics, but I know what you mean. Personally, I can remember specific phrases or exchanges that occurred, but I don’t have the recall demonstrated in many field reports posted here. Maybe if I took notes or something, but I don’t have the energy or desire to do so. It’s the same with improvised guitar solos (even when I play over the exact same chord progression in a given song I’ve played a million times) or most other things I enjoy. I get distracted trying to dedicate to memory improvised interactions with most people anyway. I will say, once things have calmed down and I’m reflecting, details start to emerge. Works good enough for me, but I doubt I could relate my observations to anyone else in an informative way. It’s become an abstraction to me at that point. If these FRs help our allies here, then I’m all for them. Before these things happened to me, when i was an eager 15 year old, the stories other guys told sounded impossible. Based on my own experiences, though, I have no problem believing their tales. I wish I had their perfect recall, if only for selfish reasons. Cheers.
        (JohnDSee)

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      • yeah and someone really starving for validation.

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      • but no man talks or thinks like this in real life

        Well obviously some people do. The story is not made up. I don’t think it requires sperginess to provide such detail and recollection.

        Systematizing and over-analyzing is a bit much but whatever. Making a story out of it is not unusual.

        The larger criticisms that King often makes (and well), about the bigger picture and larger context and the place of a man therein, are much needed.

        But any full-sized man has to have both things. He has to slay the poon, AND he has to have other goals and accomplishments. A man missing either of those is not a Man in Full.

        The picture of the burning monk is in bad taste. Yeah this is the internet, but using that as an “emoji” is the perfect example of missing the larger picture about excellence and discipline.

        And the fixation on anal. It is not healthy, especially for the recipient, and therefore it is degrading, to all participants.

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      • Yeah, maybe in my next 50 years I will have so many scintillating first conversations pregnant with possibilities that I won’t remember every nuance, every word, every lilt to her voice and what her perfume was.

        BTW, “self-deprecating humor” is usually just a cover for a lack of confidence. When I use it with effect it is to convey an ironic sense of false modesty. What I am selling is that I am of such high value that I can afford to be a little self-deprecating. They are not supposed to believe it.

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      • When I use it with effect it is to convey an ironic sense of false modesty. What I am selling is that I am of such high value that I can afford to be a little self-deprecating.

        So many machinations and double bluffs. This is why I bid you relax. Concentrate on inculcating the virtues (DYEL?) and you won’t have to weave such complicated psychological tapestries.

        Self deprecation as ironic bragging is twisted, calculating, desperate, and transparent. People have too sensitive a radar to be fooled by such an obvious ploy. Instead of false modesty, try … modesty. More people will believe you. And then they will trust you, and then they follow you. Is an ugly man who draws immediate attention to his receding hairline and big nose being “falsely” modest, or is he defusing the anxieties of the polite expectation to lie?

        When women say they are attracted to confidence, it’s modesty they’re talking about — i.e., a man comfortable in his own skin, unconcerned about hiding or promoting his advantages or failings. For example, I am a paraplegic bound for life to a wheelchair, but the nurses still flirt with me, and no one* (*almost no one) knows you’re a cripple on the internet.

        Yes, self-deprecation is a sign of surplus strength, but even more important, it is a sign of honesty. Women don’t just excuse your imperfections, they fairly worship them as emblems of your uniqueness. If you are okay with them, she will be okay with them. If you are trying to hide them, she will smell the rot, no matter what you are “selling,” no matter what you “effect … to convey.”

        Matt

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      • A couple posts upstream I thought TSW’s inner man of the Right was beginning to emerge. Folly, that, as I can he’s collapsed like a dead star blinding us all in a supernova of homoism.

        Matt King and Greg Eliot are your betters, boy. They’ve given more style and substance to the comment section of this blog than you can ever hope to transmit to your as of yet adopted Ethiopian son. You faggot.

        You get a hard-on because a commenter you look up to, Sentient, fires back at criticism and you fancy yourself a brother in arms ready for battle.

        Honestly, how many commenters here read your queefs and think to themselves: Who bitch this is?

        I know I do.

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      • The larger criticisms that King often makes (and well), about the bigger picture and larger context and the place of a man therein, are much needed.

        But any full-sized man has to have both things. He has to slay the poon, AND he has to have other goals and accomplishments. A man missing either of those is not a Man in Full.

        The picture of the burning monk is in bad taste. Yeah this is the internet, but using that as an “emoji” is the perfect example of missing the larger picture about excellence and discipline.

        And the fixation on anal. It is not healthy, especially for the recipient, and therefore it is degrading, to all participants.

        Well-said… and I agree on all counts, especially the latter two.

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    • one of those friends was gay and relayed a story to her about how her husband had asked him if they could mutually masturbate together. And oh yeah, he was also a cross-dresser.

      At last, a field report with some pizzazz! Something to sink our teeth into.

      Not only will you never forget your two degrees of separation from Conchita Wurst, now I won’t either!

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      • Your life would be less sad and boring if you talked to girls.

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      • You fools always tell on yourselves. You read your own fears into critics and then exaggerate them into villains so you can keep playing the superhero in your head. At least autism has its usefulness. What do you bring to the table, B-Minus Billy?

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      • on November 6, 2015 at 8:06 am The Spirit Within

        Damn, Matt, I never really saw the extent of your lopsided worldview … until now.

        Sean Fielding nailed it. What Sentient wrote is almost verbatim a scene in a novel. And you attack it? For not being “manly” enough? Do you ever leave your goddamn house and interact with people?

        Situational awareness. Learn it.

        My guess is you’re physically handicapped.

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      • Thanks, TSW – gotta break bread with you on this one (Christmas ’14 truce only). Sentient’s deductive powers on observing her dress, manners and opener and so nailing her profession reminded me of discovering ‘Study in Scarlet’ when I was nine. Sure, Conan Doyle was like Maugham, who described himself as ‘the first-rate of the second-raters,’ but that’s still wonderful, especially for nine-year olds and youthful men of all ages who wish to enjoy themselves with women.

        Moreover, Conan Doyle and Maugham were both physicians and Holmes’ deductive approach was based on a real-life pathology professor. This stuff is not mere fantasy – I’ve seen the power of these processes countless times in real life. These insular critics have no clue.

        Now move the ‘second raters’ of a century ago into the modern era of applied evopsych and a pure mental environment beyond studies of cigar ash and London soil and into the crannies of the sexual mind, and it’s clear to me that a guy like Sentient is the raw material that is lighting the way (and remains superior in the sense that Being is better than Thinking) for the first rate artists of the near future.

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      • What Sentient wrote is almost verbatim a scene in a novel.

        You make my point for me. You are all heroes in your own fantasies, imagining your the most mundane occurrences to be great scenes “in a novel.”

        What’s even more telling, and far more socially retarded, is your inability to laugh at yourselves. Has CH ever made a self-deprecating joke here? Contrast that to the more evolved My Posting Career forum, where they mock themselves mercilessly, and if you show butthurt, they mock you even more. In real life that’s how men express camaraderie. Friendships are a never-ending cycle of viciousness, the crueler the better.

        Tell me for one second, if some well-adjusted fellow sat down in the middle of his social circle and told Sentient’s shaggy dog story, he wouldn’t be teased mercilessly and insulted forever for his “literary” pretensions.

        Once again, you are fragile as glass, the slightest untoward word makes you panic and paranoid about backward sliding into your old omega selves. This time, the only person who would ever laugh at your autism must be … I got it! … a crippled shut-in. You stiffs take yourselves so seriously. While simultaneously claiming to be bon vivant raconteurs. I call bullshit. All the proof a fellow needs is in your reactions.

        Close your eyes and imagine your girlfriends reading the game contributions on this site. Would they be more impressed or less impressed with you?

        Or would they be creeped the fuck out?

        You know the jumbotron test? This one is like that.

        Matt

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      • It’s… LIKE you’re replying to people in conversation. It’s JUST like that. Only, your words don’t have anything in common with the conversation.

        I’m gonna go out on a limb here. You don’t have any friends, you never have sex, and your bitterness towards people’s rejection of you has left you unable to talk…. normally.

        So you’re basically a loser, but too angry at everybody else for doing it wrong to change yourself. Amirite? It’s you, dude. Work on self-improvement and people won’t hate you so much.

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      • Who “hates” me? Greg in Aurora? I think I will be okay with that. (I think.)

        Try not to project yourself onto faceless personalities expressed through online comments. Your hit rate will be higher.

        I’m gonna go out on a limb here. You’re a regular guy who could be doing better with the ladies, and you relieve your bourgeois frustrations anonymously on websites.

        Relax, Sheldon. Try getting to the place where you can laugh at yourself.

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      • You do, dude. You hate you.

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      • *mind blown*

        Do you come up with these nuggets on the daily? I have to sign up to your twitter feed.

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      • on November 6, 2015 at 6:11 pm The Spirit Within

        Such hatred for field reports, Matt King. It’s almost like … you’re … I don’t know … SCARED to talk to women. Whatsa matter? They don’t get your references to St Augustine’s Confessions? Could that possibly be the problem? Or is it that you secretly don’t LIKE women and prefer the company of men, in EVERY way? Show us that you have some self-awareness and provide some self-diagnosis.

        Once again, you are fragile as glass, the slightest untoward word makes you panic and paranoid about backward sliding into your old omega selves.

        Wrong on two levels. 1) If we were fragile as glass we wouldn’t be posting in an unmoderated comments section where the insults fly like bricks daily. I get called gay, faggot, leftist, libtard, Jew, — but none of it matters because none of its true, and it amuses me to watch commenters think that they can hurt me. 2) Old omega selves? Who are you talking about? There are some experienced players here, as well as lesser alphas and a whole lotta betas.

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      • More with the “hate.” Mocking your pretensions, which are obvious to everyone but you sad humorless clowns, is nowhere near hatred. In fact, it could be the basis for a strong friendship — if only you poor bastards could ever relax and let the vibes come to you.

        You are so serious about scientifically determining how to be unserious around women.

        What does not taunt you makes you weaker. Imagine that attitude — just for five minutes — and then go read my critique again. Without the premeditated butthurt.

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      • I am here, not to praise Sentient’s powers of recollection and memory, especially in re field reports.

        Said powers are, for this site, only slightly above average.

        Most of you Lochivars of the boudoir have such formidable powers of recall, you can remember shit that never even happened yet.

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      • on November 6, 2015 at 11:09 pm The Spirit Within

        if only you poor bastards could ever relax and let the vibes come to you.

        Matt, that’s what gay guys say when they’re trying to turn a straight. “Relax and vibe, let’s see what happens, look into your true self, you might be surprised what you find, what’s that, oh, that’s just my hand…”

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      • Strapon, we’re gonna to defer to your superior experience on that issue.

        Nobody works as hard for his nickname… nor tells on himself more.
        (((shakin’ mah haid)))

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  2. “Now she is looking at her phone and the time has come to part”

    She is hinting that she wants you to ask for her no. Sometimes a girl will say that it’s time for her to leave, then repeat it. Another hint that she wants you to ask for her no.

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    • on November 5, 2015 at 3:01 pm mendozatorres

      Good to know.

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      • on November 5, 2015 at 3:47 pm Captain Obvious

        The more important thing is that he is playing “Hard to Get” Game [i.e. being a c*nt-tease rather than allowing her to be a d*ck-tease], in that he did NOT ask her for her number, and was instead content to let it go for now [with just his toe in the door]. He’s gambling that he’ll see her again [which, in my experience, is often a bad gamble – I’ve crossed paths once and only once with some stellar sweethearts but then never seen them again], and that the next time he crosses paths with her, he’ll be able to lure her into asking him for his number [and then asking him out]. Like I say, it’s a gamble that you’ll ever see her again – and Abundance Mentality eases the pain of that thought – but I’d only say that if you have the slightest twinge of budding true Natural Chemistry and “Mother of my Children?” deja-vu-ish kind of supernaturalistic spine tingles, then act on them IMMEDIATELY. Otherwise, Abundance Mentality FTW.

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      • CO, the honorable CH believes that the number was not asked for because Sentient was already in a committed relationship. I am interested to see why he did not do it, as he could have easily sealed the deal. And, as you seem to point out, this woman could be the future Mrs. Sentient, and those golden opportunities do not arise that often. That is, finding an attractive, educated, classy, interested female (without apparent baggage), in her fertile years. I loved the read until that last part. It appears to be a great play, with a fumble at the one yard line. Thoughts?

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      • on November 6, 2015 at 8:38 pm Captain Obvious

        JR, as far as I know, “Hard to Get Game” is Apex PUA [if there’s anything more difficult, then I don’t know what it is]. And “Hard to Get” is always such a huge gamble because that might be the only time you ever see her in your entire life, and then you’ve got the oh-so-very brief but scintillatingly perfect memory of her burned into your brain until your dying days. But when it works, they’re hooked for life.

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    • “She is hinting that she wants you to ask for her no. Sometimes a girl will say that it’s time for her to leave, then repeat it. Another hint that she wants you to ask for her no”

      Good info.

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    • Yes, that’s quite obvious – and had he wanted it, he’d have pulled out his phone instead.

      Sometimes it’s a blast to have interactions like this – and deliberately not get the number.

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  3. Sometimes I say, “Hi” and shrink the distance and look her in the eye like I own her.

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  4. on November 5, 2015 at 3:00 pm mendozatorres

    The typical beta male starved for female interest would have lingered by the cashier as she pays for her order in hopes his dire proximity would coax super duper rays of love out of the girl.

    Hey, man! I told you that in confidence. I don’t believe in anything anymore. (I’m going to law school.)

    Sweet sassafras, was that me to a T!

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  5. I assumed that the reason he didn’t ask for her number was to further build desire and rapport. He frequents the coffee shop, she’ll come back, if only to look for him. They will meet again. In the meantime, she is wishing he had asked for her number, and becoming even more hooked. When they meet again he’s certain to be in.

    The biggest problem with this strategy is it works both ways. If he doesn’t see her for a few weeks, he’s likely to start fearing he blew it, wishing he’d asked. This is a way to wind up married. I know from experience, my first marriage began this way.

    As featured in Les Enfants du Paradis.

    [CH: your comment is sensible, however it turns out sentient is married. so his game is mostly for fun.]

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    • Disagree. It’s not a sensible move. Never do tomorrow what you can do today. Any incremental desire/rapport gained by not asking for her number at that point (when it’s 100% in the bag) is not worth the risk that a) he never sees her again (it might happen but, he’s never seen her there before, why risk it?), or b) she is puzzled as to why he’d flirt with her so extensively then fail to act on her not-so-subtle invitation to get the digits (or even worse fail to even notice it) leading her to possibly assume he’s taken, he’s gay, he’s weird, or he’s a pussy who can’t close the deal. If anything her attraction is more likely to go down not up. She’s already interested, if he number closes she walks away thinking, “he’s good. didn’t think I’d give a number to a random guy at Starbucks today”. There is no good reason to not get the number of the girl right then and there, except for the one CH mentioned, he’s married and never cared in the first place.

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  6. “Interesting that SWPL psych girl feeling fear from the environment, second one I’ve come across recently… I think there is a change in the air… bodes well for TRUMP. I’ve been noticing this change in attitude, too.”

    I’ve been seeing this trend in Baltimore/DC as well. SWPL girls are starting to realize how vulnerable they actually are. Funny how they are quick to run to physically intimidating white guys to make them feel safe, despite being programmed the opposite for years…

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    • During our little Grenada escapade, where the local natives got restless and a bunch of White students (at what I believe was) a medical school were hiding out as best they could, I recall numerous quotes from direct sources about the SJW girlies having an awakening and thanking the erstwhile neglected Lord for them White good ol’ boys from the South who showed up to rescue them.

      Guys who “back in the world” they often dismissed as hicks.

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  7. (Addiction) trope: if you hang out in a hair salon long enough you’re going to get a haircut (replace with bar). Anytime a girl mentions sex, she wants to have…yea, you guessed it.

    Fantastic field report. Today in similar vein, I could have sworn the girl sitting one chair up from me was ovulating. (Spot the ovulator.) And while I was engaged in doing some writing, and building escalation and suspense with an another HB 7.5 I kind of wondered if I could pull a Krauser and F-Close in an hour in broad breakfast morning daylight with the 15 year younger girl sitting in front of me that kept sending IOIs…game > where luck meets preparation or rather, continued absorption of crimson arts. Smirk.

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    • on November 5, 2015 at 3:53 pm Captain Obvious

      There’s a mulatto/quadroon-ish lifeguard at one of the local swimming pools, and I swear to God that her skin gets lighter [basically Caucasian] and her boobs much more massive when she’s ovulating. [The most recent time I caught her staring at me and playing with her noggish/caucasian nappy/long hair while she couldn’t take her eyes off of me.]

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      • Sounds like this chameleon is programmed to slip further inside the Ice Pool. Though I don’t think we should let her.

        Might be a job for Matt King though

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      • Does Lucius even know what Lucius is talking about?

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      • I could only hope, Matt. You keep reverting to this notion of white people putting enough “cream” into the primate gene pool to make it come out sparkling, or at least amenable to basic civility.

        Others have said it before, but mutts are absolutely implacable in their will to drag down Whites to their level. At best, they’re not much mentally brighter than blacks, yet to that dubious distinction they add a certain destructive fervor all their own, while at the same time playing upon the pity of vulnerable Whites. It’s a destructive path, and you would be better advised to turn your formidable powers to devising a neo-colonial solution that involves repatriation rather than suburbanization for the American Africans.

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  8. @Sentient, had me laughing out loud at my desk reading this.

    And as for not closing, I view that as you wanting to avoid it because it’s local, and you enjoy the long game of tenderizing that hamster meat for the slow smoker. lol.

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    • Newly – I’m married, like you. So I don’t do numbers for comm security… Sometimes I’ll get one just for kicks, but I then toss em… And I don’t play on home turf. Too well known and too small a pond, not respectful either…

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  9. Well done, but the “well you look very stylish” line sounds like something that Heartiste would have made fun of in a different context.

    [CH: yes, context matters. he dropped that line soon after hitting her with the neg, which makes it more palatable to her hindbrain. tight game leaves room for the occasional beta chum.]

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  10. you look like a hairdresser

    Is Compli-Neg a word? Solid game

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  11. on November 5, 2015 at 4:11 pm Captain Obvious

    ‘Richard Wagner Square’ To Be Renamed ‘Refugees Welcome Square’ In Snub To German Patriots http://www.breitbart.com/london/2015/11/05/richard-wagner-square-renamed-refugees-welcome-square-snub-german-patriots/

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  12. on November 5, 2015 at 4:15 pm elmer t. jones

    I took my wife to a local coffee shop yesterday to celebrate getting my book through an aggregator and distributed to Barnes&Noble and iTunes, among others.

    There we saw Jonathan Banks, the actor who portrays “Mike Ehrmantraut” on the Breaking Bad TV series.

    Had I printed up my Employment Game business cards I could have slipped him one and gotten audience with a producer towards my reality show idea about the pizza business titled Deliverance. A missed opportunity.

    Nonetheless I consider the celebrity sighting a good omen.

    Jonathan, if you are a fan of Heartiste that was me gesticulating to you at the Flying Weiner coffee shop yesterday

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    • Mike was great, in a cast full of greats, on BB…total badass…

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      • on November 6, 2015 at 6:57 am Captain Obvious

        He’s back, on “Better Call Saul”. Warning: BCS starts very slowly, and then suddenly gets ultra-serious [gut-wrenchingly so] as it heads into the half-season finale. Also, at this point, it’s not clear whether Jimmy [“Saul”] is now an incel, although he used to slay the ‘tang, back when he lived in Pittsburgh, before he white-collared-up and went to law school and got all pu$$y-whipped by The System.

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      • on November 6, 2015 at 7:36 am elmer t. jones

        Not to brag but my son Shemp is living with a cast extra.

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  13. So that’s what Game is! I do that sort of thing all the time because it is the natural thing to do and he did it very well. Just don’t get too many opportunities to do it, but I have got to say (on the basis of results) my street pick-up successes are always when the last thing on my mind is women. Not that I have ever tried Day Game; can’t stand rejection; things just happen, always have.

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    • on November 5, 2015 at 4:32 pm Captain Obvious

      Way up above here, I’m talking about how he’s playing “Hard to Get” Game, in order to lure her in and and compel her to risk the rejection. [It’s a gamble, because he might never see her again, but then Abundance Mentality FTW.]

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      • Sure, he may never see her again, but (I always say) another day; another woman. Not seeing her again is immaterial, whether one sleeps with them or not. The fun of the encounter.

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    • So that’s what Game is! I do that sort of thing all the time because it is the natural thing to do…

      We have a threadwinner.

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      • You really have no idea what’s going on here, do you?

        1 Now king David was old and stricken in years; and they covered him with clothes, but he gat no heat. 2 Wherefore his servants said unto him, Let there be sought for my lord the king a young virgin: and let her stand before the king, and let her cherish him, and let her lie in thy bosom, that my lord the king may get heat. 3 So they sought for a fair damsel throughout all the coasts of Israel, and found Abishag a Shunammite, and brought her to the king. 4 And the damsel was very fair, and cherished the king, and ministered to him: but the king knew her not.

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  14. the real reason he didn’t take her number:

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  15. on November 5, 2015 at 4:59 pm Tempus Fuckit

    Fucking beautiful.

    You seem to be lower energy, Sentient.. true?

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    • I guess… I’m more of a Hank Moody type quick verbal guy when on, but use a lot of laser and boyfriend posture stuff in field, and I can say OMG kind of things with a sardonic deadpan delivery. Can overshoot with this on plain nice girls I’m finding…

      I’m not a loud, dancy frat guy at all, if that is the high energy trope…

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      • on November 6, 2015 at 7:04 am Captain Obvious

        > “plain nice girls” ——— DO NOT BREAK THEIR SOULS AND PLANT THE SEEDS OF DARKNESS IN THEIR HEARTS. [email protected] has got to make it through this cataclysm with the ability to nurture and birth the White babies in her womb, and the little White boys of the future have got to have mothers who aren’t total frigging 1000-c0ck-stared meth-t00thed wh0res.

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      • “Meth-toothed whores” …lololol.

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      • What was Captain Obvious’ handle when he was the “We gotta put white buns in the oven of nice girls” guy? Shouldn’t he be capable of talking to actual women before he worries about propagating the species?

        “Nice girls” Heh. Gotta appreciate the naiveté.

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  16. @Sentient great post. I could feel the sexual tension building up. It was a good validation for some of my own interactions.

    I’ve had very similar interactions but by the end of it I do number close and the girl flakes, doesn’t reply.

    So in some cases, it’s just fun to let the interaction play out. In other cases I’ve number closed, the girl has refused. I’ve met up with her again. I’ve ignored her or my energy levels involved weren’t the same but she was keen to revive whatever it was we started previously.

    Then other times, it all comes together, I bounce the girl back to my place and bang her.

    The point is when you get good at reading these IOI’s and enjoying the interaction, the outcome isn’t as important as the gaming process.

    I often find it fun just to spot the various “pivots” Sentient and CHpoint out.

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    • Probably a function of age (I am 50 this year) but to me the flirt is half the fun. I have a low notch count for my age, but there were some memories there that are going to be hard to top.

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  17. @Sentient

    Another inspiring and applicable field report.
    I too enjoy my relationship. But reading this is a reminder of the importance of staying sharp with the gaming skills around new women.

    The other day, it struck me how rusty I’d gotten. I was at the supermarket by myself, and there were an unusually high number of lookers. I didn’t approach any. I wanted to, but I didn’t.

    It’s verrrry easy to rationalize this away as: I’ve got a good thing already. Well, I’m not married any more (and never marrying again); I can do whatever I want. This is my reminder to keep my inner charming-bastard-at-large warmed up and on deck, ready for those home run situations.

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  18. Ohh the irony… Game is a cruel bitch… tomorrow I will post my “Burning Monk” style self-immolation game, in which in one night I manage to cockblock myself with a 7… then proceed to physically push away an 8 who literally throws herself at me… LOL

    sad face emoji…. need a burning monk emoji…!

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    • @Sentient I have also posted about crash and burns. The learnings from both the wins and the blow outs is important.

      I’m now at the point in my own game that I know exactly why something happened. Perhaps that is Red Pill. If I get an IOI, I understand. If I get blown out I recognize the different between rejection and a shit-test which is a deflection but invitation to re-engage. Often these are very subtle. If the girl is still standing in front of you after what sounds like a rejection…it’s probably a shit-test. If she’s moving away…then you’re being blown out.

      The degree with which you escalate is critical. Great posts btw.

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      • “If the girl is still standing in front of you after what sounds like a rejection…it’s probably a shit-test. If she’s moving away”

        Yes. was discussing this point with my tribe a while back. Women approach by physical placement. Key difference with men who approach using verbal.

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    • on November 5, 2015 at 7:16 pm gunslingergregi

      if he would of lived he might of got some pussy rofl

      ”””’in which in one night I manage to cockblock myself with a 7… ””””

      ahahahaahahahha

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    • “oh the irony” ain’t it ? “Game is such a cruel bitch “. Yes it is. Burn, baby , Burn !

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    • Ok… back to game being a cruel bitch… and Burning Monk game. So I had a trip recently to a resort city on the beach. Couple of days, a chance to run some harder ONS game. I’m in pretty good spirits, had a lot of good recent encounters.

      Start of sitting at a light in a left turn lane. Car pulls up next to me. I get the sense someone is staring at me, so I turn my head and see an attractive but much older (like 60YO) obviously wealthy woman looking at me, i hold her gaze and she swivels her head forward, then puts her hands to her face and laughs.. Busted…. Hahaha. She looks back over, I am still looking in her direction, and I give her a what’s up head nod… she grabs her face again giggling and then meekly waves to me. I wave back. The light changes and she smashes the gas… I’m cracking up. I find, at 48, these much older women have a really open level of physical attraction. Like there are a few I know that are really handsy… not in a “i’m going to sleep with this guy” way, but just a natural I can’t keep my hands from not touching way. Like there is zero zero chance of anything happening. Wonder if they get a surge of hormones or something post menopause? Anyone else find this?

      So I’m amused at this and get into town in good spirits. But I’m pretty tired from a long trip [bad omen re state]. I haven’t done much homework on this place, never been here. It’s a wealthy place with a lot of restaurants and stylish bars, caters to an older demographic. I hit the street for some dinner. Cool place, get something at the bar, open a local guy next to me, he is a regular. Wealthy older dude with a taste for drink. I get on really well with these guys, they are usually self made and like to party and have a good time. Chicks are always around them. Two 7’s on the end of the bar, one waves over at us. I figure he knows them, but throw out “you waving at him or me” and she laughs and says “both of you” and I am full of confidence so throw out a compliance test [too bold! Too soon!] “I can’t hear you, come over and tell me” and wave her over. She says “you come over hear” in a nice way… fuck… shit test. Now I don’t think I can go over, at least right away. Old guy goes over… I smile and go back to my plate. He comes over a few minutes and I ask if he knows them, he says no and he splits a few minutes later. So here is where I’ve dug out a jerry can, shook it around to make sure it is full and cracked it open… I look back over 5 minutes later and the girls have gone. Fuck…

      So this place is dying down, it’s about 9PM now. Turns out this section of town is mostly older people and it closes pretty early, like 11PM, and staff say it’s slow night, off season etc. I head down the street, in my head a bit about this lost chance. Stop in a ice cream place, banter a bit with the high school girl behind the counter (not pretty 4-5), she is laughing though. Looking to get my state up. Walk on down the street. One of the hardest things to do is to activly “run game”, seek out places, sets etc. When you are fully aware of your actions you tend to get too in your head.

      Come across this big restaurant/bar with an outside patio and all glass front, big open interior. Every table is empty… like 150 seats… There is a 7 waitress standing out front, usually I wouldn’t spend much time because she is working, but this place is dead. So I open her, get close shake my head at her and say “what’s this [pointing at the place]… every seat is empty???” She laughs she like “yeah its crazy slow, the food is really good though, you should try it”. I laugh at her and say “yeah sure it’s awesome I can see. Look I know you work for tips but I’d probably be poisoned. You trying to kill me?” so she laughs at this and I can get closer to her and start some laser. Get into some banter with her. I start to probe logistics since I know if it is this slow she may knock off early and she will have time to kill “they keep you on when it’s slow” and she says not usually but the out of town owner is coming in at 10 for a meeting and stuff so she has to stick around for that. We talk about this, and general get to know you questions… Laser eye going OK, she is playing along. 22 YO hipster girl, diamond stud in nose, tattoo and this cool chain earing, like a stud at the bottom with a chain going up to some small hoops on the top – very slave girl – in town a year. Tells me she dropped out of college, was a psych major but quit when she felt like learning about mental disorders was making her crazy.

      I tell her she could have just flipped to the back of the book and looked up the definition of “female” she laughs at this and it opens up a good dialogue on “all women are crazy” and I drop some good RP stuff on her and she is admitting “yeah I am kind of crazy but I don’t like anyone to know at first” [LOL] and I’m like typical female, lure them in, trap them. she is laughing hard now and is going “OMG you are totally inside of my head!!!! How do you know so much about me”… so good vibe forming. She introduces her self and sticks out her hand. I hold her hand, play with it a bit [GLL style hold and swing a bit] and ask her where she lives [probe logistics] and if she has any roomates. She says Yeah two and she lives 10 minutes away. I’m like cool, you get along with them she is liky yeah I live with a guy and a girl. She says she also has a dog and I say let me guess a pit bull [CH is spot on!] and she is like well half pit half lab. I say but a rescue right? and she is OMG!!! Laser getting stronger now. She shows me her phone and her dog. I unintentionally neg her when she shows me a picture of a hot girl holding the dog and I ask “who is that?” and she punches me in the arm and says “that’s meeeeeeee!!!”. And I’m like, oh shrug. Seriously – these girls today with fricken Instagram and make up holy shit she looked like a model in these pics… Be very careful online LOL! shows me another one of what looks like a half naked girl holding the dog up, covering the chest and I’m like who is that, your roomate? She says yeah that’s Nick. I say “oh…. I see… so that’s your boyfriend…” in a teasing way… She says well kinda sorta. I give her ASD’s line “we’re all taken” and shrug… keep laser eye going though.

      And there you have it… I cockblock myself by bringing up her boyfriend… [slaps head] She is showing more of her pics, she has two blood pythons and has pics of her with a 6 footer wrapped around her with no top on… stuff like that. I am playing with her hand some more and put my other hand on her waist and give her a squeeze. Halfway decent vibe going… so I try and set something up for later. “write down your number and we can hang out after your meeting”… Now she springs the BF back on me of course “but you know I have a boyfriend… that I live with [said coyly]” … I don’t want to enter a negotiation on the number, I know that’s bad game, but I blow the opportunity to run good BF destroyer game, by being too cocky… I just plow “well we can just be friends” but continue the laser, trying to turn it around with subcomms. She says “he’s picking me up from work”… and at this I bail… stupidly because if I continued to play it may have worked out, looking back on things… I fold… “oh well… I need to head on, nice meeting you” squeeze her waist again goodbye and stroll on out. So here is the part where I take the gas can and pour gas all over myself…

      Hit another bar down the street, chat up 30YO girls next to me, one is a bartender in an 8 year relationship. I’m still thinking about my stupidity with the other girl, in my head too much. No zest for a married girl and her BFF bartender friend… But she tells me where to go – local place on the beach, kind of a dive. I could use a change of pace from the sterile restaurant row and if it’s locals the logistics should be good. I don’t mind being a wealthy out of towner among the townie’s, I can play that game and the amogging and shit testing… Head over to the place.

      But my vibe is off… no doubt. The place is cash only and I don’t have a debit on me, so no drinks. Get a water. Meh. not helping. People barefoot. heavily tanned, tattooed, drunk as fuck… Normally a fun time but I’m in my head too much. Music is acoustic drinking songs and country covers… so no beat or verve. would have been good to sit in the corner and drink whiskey with a bro… Good looking but older townie woman sitting next to me at the bar… she tells me she is almost 50… But I figure let’s keep chatting and use her as a pivot at some point, she seems well known to people. Next to her is a for real smoking hot 9 body tall blonde with pert D cups. But a face like Paris Hilton. She is in a tiny romper and heels and like a tube top… she is wasted dancing around with two skinny dudes… Looked like a coke girl. But killer body! Not my type at all though. Anyhow this coke girl is waving her cig around while talking to the guys and nearly burning the 40’s woman every two minutes and it’s pissing her off. She is leaning way into me and I am playing around that she is crazy and going to fight the coke girl and she is like “yeah that skank (funny how older women treat hotter younger women) I don’t want to catch anything from her though”.

      So I am looking to just get my vibe back so start to chat with the older woman. But she is a total downer… she asks what I do and I say “guess” and she is like “I don’t have any energy for guessing, just tell me” and I go with the Bean Farmer routine and she is like “seriously” I say “i’m kidding with you” and she is like “why can’t you just be honest. why can’t anyone just be honest”… So this is putting a damper on the night. I’m thinking of heading out. I find over and over older women are just no fun… just want to talk about failed relationships and kids and stuff… while this is going on I notice the second hottest girl there, say 8, tall brunette, real pretty face, short skirt… standing around in front of the band with three kind of normal looking chody dudes… I’m looking over a bit trying to see if she is with any of these guys, they are all very attentive to her, but she does not seem to be reciprocating with anyone. This is too much analysis though, it puts me out of a natural flow and introduces too many unproven variables… I kind of think she shoots me a glance a few times but not sure. And I’m trying to avoid AI’s as a crutch and work more on real cold opens.

      Anyhow this is what is going through my mind as I make it up to head out… and I am committed in my mind to this action. Committed to leaving. I tell the older woman take care and start to walk past the 8 to leave. She is facing away from me. As I am approaching i kind of see her shoot her head around a quarter turn towards me then as I am right behind her she takes a half step back RIGHT INTO ME. My hands instinctively go around her waist and I squeeze her right side as I CONTINUE to walk by her, I turn my head to her and our eyes meet and I nod and say “hey there” and she goes “helloooo” and – committed resolutely to my plan to leave – I turn my head away and continue to WALK OUT… This all happens in a fraction of a second. I get one step forward and the thought strikes me “wait?”, another step “did she just?” a third step forward “back into me?” a fourth step “FUCK!”…

      I now realize that she did back into me, which is one of my go to moves when in narrow spaces with girls, bump into them or back into their path. FUCK FUCK FUCK… I continue walking while thinking this – now I am really bumming myself out. I hit the door and stand outside. Fuck. Dude you just missed a golden window… for real??? Now I’m annoyed at this and contemplate going back in and mingling back. But the cumulative effect of these failures and being tired saps my resolve and energy.

      I strike the match and burst into flame…

      Until next time…

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  19. Not coffee house game, but certainly a coffee house shiv, by using the playbook that others have mentioned on here, with a twist: Sitting across from me was an attractive White couple with their two attractive blond children. Nearby (a couple of tables down) was a 25ish year-old mudshark (alone, of course) with her ugly stringy-headed mulatto child. After some introductory conversation about the weather and other meaningless information, I made a point to say loudly to the White couple how attractive their children are, and that they had very nice blue eyes like their mother. I could see the butthurt from old coal burner out of the corner of my eye. Felt good.

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    • lmao

      Nice one m8

      I can’t decide who deserves to suffer the most on the day of the rope; the white female sluts who even give nonwhite men the time of day (something which alone justifies their execution) let alone BREED with them, or the pitifully cucked white males who stand by dutifully supporting it?

      Best to be safe and burn them all, as they need to be made an example of so that this psychological sickness is never again seen or even heard of in the western world.

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    • Oh please! White women with mixed kids don’t want white men and never did.

      If a White woman was all that concerned about her kids looking white she would breed with a white male.

      Point is, she and other white women with mixed kids could care less about you pathetic butthurt racist white “men”. Clearly the fact she pro created with another race says so.

      You looked like the butthurt who got shiv’ because one of your women chose to pro create with another race.

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    • on November 6, 2015 at 10:30 am Les Saunders, Protestant

      Commendable! Twist that sword deep.
      I’ll try it myself sometime.

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  20. I still find it amusing that game works on trained therapists and counselors. If any girl should know how to counter your cool-guy-in-the-coffee-shop routine, it should be this one. Yet, she was putty in your hands after the stomach touch.

    How’d you know she was shrink, Sentient?

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    • She had a nervous intensity about her… came across a few psych major types lately… Westin girl a few weeks ago for example. Just have a strange vibe about them.

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      • A woman deep in her career to the point that it rules her schedule wants the validation of a man who loves her without demanding she meet deadlines and accomplish goals: just please him. Psych students are not immune to this need no matter how informed.

        This is why career girls are so easy AND loyal, if treated right.

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      • on November 6, 2015 at 10:52 am The Spirit Within

        Funny: I have a relationship therapist coming over this afternoon just to fuck. She talks openly about female mating strategies. She’s described the alpha widow phenomenon to a T. She knows she’s part of my soft harem. She’s cool with all of it. They’re still just women. If anything, therapists have learned to embrace their contradictory natures.

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      • Sentient, it is too bad that she is looking down at her iPhag to see what time it is so that she can be off to her useless meeting with some pathetic big-pharm addled nutjob, instead of looking at a baby carriage containing a nice bundle that has YOUR eyes looking back at you.

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      • on November 6, 2015 at 8:22 pm Captain Obvious

        JR wit da TROOF SPEAK. Word.

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      • They’re still just women. If anything, therapists have learned to embrace their contradictory natures.

        Definitely. I just find it amusing that women, particularly the intelligent ones, continuously undermine the feminist narrative. Yes, they’re capable, thoughtful creatures who deserve respect–but they badly desire the affection of sexy jerks who toy with them in the coffee shop.

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      • “I just find it amusing that women, particularly the intelligent ones, continuously undermine the feminist narrative.”

        Friend of the family, old-school 60’s feminist, 40 years experience as a therapist: can’t stop hiccuping unless her husband orders her to stop.

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    • Are you kidding? Shrinks are probably the easiest to game

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  21. on November 5, 2015 at 6:42 pm Aspiring Asshole

    So here I am, early 50’s, lifelong beta, chained to a bloated slob. Will probably take care of here to the end but would like to snag a bit of life before it’s too far gone. Discovered ‘game’ within this last year and have been soaking up as much as possible, mostly here at CH, damn this place is rich!

    Most new people think my wife is my mother, creates much discomfort, and I have to bite my lip to keep from laughing.

    I’m in good shape, I lift, and I look pretty young. I can catch the attention, but where to go with it is where I’m lost. Just had another interaction at the grocery and couldn’t come up with a damn thing to say, so I’m asking for examples of how to play this latest incident out.

    Mid 30’s 7 in shorts bouncing around with a 8-10 year old kid in the dept. store, catch her checking me once. I get my stuff and go to the nearby grocery. I see her in the grocery and end up behind her in line. No ring, banters around with the cashier about which kind of apple she bought and was it better than the one the kid bought. She then made a comment about the noisy conveyor and that something must be done. She had a playful manner about her and she looked back at me a couple times seeking some interaction I believe, and I couldn’t come up with anything.

    Would be interested in hearing some ideas, maybe get my brain working in the right direction for next time.

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    • AA, sometimes it is just approaching and saying anything even if it sounds lame.. The approach is what makes the impression.

      But let me say that there are things you can do to motivate your wife to take care of herself and start respecting you.

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      • Agreed. Game works on women including the one you are married to. See Athol Kaye. She is not going to ever be 23 again, but she can show some respect to herself and to you and will with the proper motivation. I discovered game after the lovely mother of my children saved me the trouble of trading her in for a younger model. My first introduction to game was a blog called gaming your wife or some such, I got the impression that guy came fro a similar culture and background that I did.

        Later I discovered Athol Kayes married man’s sex life. His ideas are sound because even if you have every intention of sticking with the wife to the bitter end, you may find, as I did that she may not. Giving it a try hurts nothing, and improves our skills. Why not practice on someone handy. You will need it if you find yourself single at our age.

        I say flirt with them all. You have the “Aw shucks, I’m married; I was just joshing . . .” thing as a fall-back (just don’t use it, it is unneeded)

        Flirt with them in front of your wife without being a dick about it. Practice, practice, practice.

        I was traveling back home with a friend of mine. He is 54 to my 50, he looks younger than I, though. There was a cute, blonde, barely 20 year old, cashier in a town with few blondes. We don’t live there we will never see her again. I flirted shamelessly to the amusement of the girl, and the others in line.

        He asks how I “knew” she would be OK with it. I said they are all OK with it. It is fun to be flirted with and being older makes it 100% OK to do. No one takes it seriously, until of course something comes of it. Be bold, my friend.

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    • on November 5, 2015 at 9:08 pm Sean Fielding

      Possibilities:

      When you first saw her in the grocery, go up to her with – “You followed me here from [department store] on purpose.” Note that it’s a statement, not a question. Maintain smirk firmly when you say this. You could even say it in the check-out line, but then would be better if you were ahead, not behind her, in line.

      In line – to her and the cashier, especially if the cashier’s a chick, “Guess which kind of apple is the very best.” Pause, let them guess if they will, give your answer as deep and smooth as you can: “the apple of temptation.” Not the cleverest in the world but betas think something like this is corny; alphas know it’s all about delivery – deep, husky voice, serious, emphasize the word ‘temptation.’

      Note that you have now moved up from statement to command: Guess. A master artist like Sentient knows well the value of Guessing Game.

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    • Keep working out. Maintain your War Face. And do what ever you want with ladies.
      Yur wifes hind brain will determine her reactions. And her hind brain will not ever tell her to leave a guy who can pull hotter than her.
      As long as she is not directly – and in public – humiliated.

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      • “will not ever tell her to leave a guy who can pull hotter than her.’

        “As long as she is not directly – and in public – humiliated.”

        Exactly… she actually wants you to be that kind of guy… she doesn’t want to actually know it though. Then she gets to play with her emotions “is he – isn’t he” without having that nasty reality to contend with… LOL

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      • I guess we have the morality of Black Men now with the acceptance of cheating on your wife and hitting on everything that moves.

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      • If AA did, maybe his bloated wife will find the “energy” to lose some serious weight and take care of her looks (e.g., dye her hair, dress better, etc.). She is too comfortable that AA is not going to leave her. She needs some competition stress to whip her back into (somewhat) shape.

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    • Dude, I don’t think you have to overwhelm her. From what you’ve written she seems to be in her regular day mode, easy approach. “How you doing?” with a nod at the check out. Then gauge her response. If she’s friendly back in front of the kid she’s either a divorced/widowed mom or she’s babysitting. Friendly is the key, because you are both in an innocuous location doing something simple. She will read into this whatever she wants. If she takes time to conversate move it from there to lets get coffee or juice or whatever is close by and innocuous. And the proceed…

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      • The logistics are impossible because of the kid in tow, plus you both have groceries that need to be kept cold/frozen. Grocery store (for me at least) is either practice session or number close.

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      • on November 6, 2015 at 10:49 am Les Saunders, Protestant

        Most women will not knowingly facilitate an affair with a married/attached man **unless** you have extra tight game and obvious alpha characteristics, e.g., you’re an “athaleet”, politician, powerful man such as her boss. Not to say it doesn’t happen, but unless you are “the man”, it’s an uphill climb. Or, she’s in an unhappy marriage herself. Single women will generally not go along with affairs unless you’ve really hooked them in and they’re obsessed with you. Which brings me to my next point – they will eventually get too intrusive/invasive and bring the house of cards tumblin’ down.

        Or, you pretend you’re single (don’t have to be an alpha) and carry on secret liaisons, but invariably wife is going to notice. Worlds start colliding around date no. 6 or 7 when your mistress expects you to start allocating every Saturday night as date night.

        Another option: escorts. No fuss, no muss, just a bit of coin and not as much satisfaction.

        Or: just ghost your wife. Disappear.

        If you’re a commercial pilot or something it’s easy to maintain mistresses in various ports of call, but not many jobs afford that.

        My sympathies for I see those decent looking men with absolutely fat, obese, disgusting, utterly repulsive and non-sexual wives and think “good god that must be a miserable life.” I see these people every god damn day.

        My wife is a statuesque Slav (5’10”, 125), so, so far so good. And I already put her on notice about not putting on weight.

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    • @AA why don’t you just leave her? You have a least 10 good years of playing left, maybe more. How much is your life and your freedom worth?

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      • on November 6, 2015 at 12:00 pm Les Saunders, Protestant

        Divorce räpe could be the issue. If he’s going to live in squalor/destitution, it could cramp the slaying of püssy.

        However, if he fares reasonably ok in the division of assets, he could fück off to a lower cost of living locale, which incidentally are good for picking up younger women.

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    • “Hi.” and smile. If you have the confidence, say, “Hi. I felt a draft, like someone was undressing me with their eyes.” [cocky grin]

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    • Remember AA, you’re only as young as the women you are in.

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    • @Aspiring Asshole, with a sly grin on your face, put one of your items on her side of those little separation sticks people put down.

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    • on November 6, 2015 at 8:18 pm Captain Obvious

      AA, “Apple Game” [in the grocery store or the cafeteria or on a park bench] consists of making wisecracks about the Garden of Eden. Look her squarely in the eyes, and say e.g.: “That’s precisely how Eve got Adam in so [email protected] much trouble…” And proceed from there, e.g. “Of course, me being the Serpent, what the he11 do I care?”. PS: If you’re in your 50s, may we assume that you know “Cucumber Game”?

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      • on November 7, 2015 at 8:33 am Aspiring Asshole

        Thanks to all for the replies, gives me much to go on. The general idea I get from it all, and something I knew long, long ago, is to improve oneself to feel worthy, and have fun with it.

        I’ve tried many things to improve the situation here. I’ve left several times and came back, not because I wanted to but obligation to that which I swore.

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      • @AA – you want the secret? Take. Action.

        Just like lifting weights – you get results by lifting. You want to get good at interacting with girls? Just take action. You’re NOT going to marry them – you’re just out having fun. Start small and take the opportunity to talk up every single woman you meet – even if it’s just “Hey” – young/old/cute/fat whatever – until you get used to talking to them. And when you run out of things to say, just say good bye and walk away.

        Oh – and I’m in my 50s – there are many advantages when it comes to interactions at our age, so don’t ever let that be even an imaginary barrier

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  22. This is a solid game post.

    I like the whole description and all the internal thinking going on.

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  23. *fans face* Is it hot in here?

    Sentient, very nicely done.

    Let us know if you ever see her again.

    She’s going to be frustrated that you didn’t push forward. I wonder if she’ll make another trip to the shop just to see if she can catch you again.

    You know what’s funny? She’s a mental health professional who cannot recognize when she’s been played like a Stradivarius.

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    • “I wonder if she’ll make another trip to the shop just to see if she can catch you again.”

      Yes, she will.

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  24. “Sentient would’ve gotten an A+ but he pulled up at the last second when the goods were there for the taking. I’ll assume the reason for not closing the deal is that he’s in a committed relationship which he values.”

    Nah, if he is anything like me it was a cat playing with a mouse. Not only that but it positioned him very high for the next meeting.

    Nice field report.

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  25. We need more like this. More posts about real game sticking the shivs of truth into the ribs of liars. There are false prophets teaching young men that being a cuckold is “super alpha”. We can’t let it happen.

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    • I saw that article – a crazy amount of male rationalization hamster.

      Some manosphere guys actually took it seriously because Cernovich tweeted it out (as a troll? hopefully). Then some eskimo phone sex operator entryist was backing it up as “alpha” to get cucked.

      Just a weird episode altogether and a watermark for manosphere twitter dying.

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      • The craziest part to me was when he said something about making sure the guy is younger and super fit so she just see’s him as a fling, but then you’re the one that is there for her.

        So… You’re actively striving for the second half of “Alpha Fux Beta Bux”?

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  26. So we’ve ascertained that Sentient is a slick talking serial cheater…let’s all applaud!!! Instead of using girls as target practice you should have let her talk to the other guy so she can marry too.

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  27. “he’s in a committed relationship which he values”… WITH A DUDE

    kidding i just have a thing for short chicks and i ain’t getting out enough so i coulda used the vicarious thrill. good though

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  28. My laugh works for me. It’s my own shit test for women. Since I was a kid I’ve been told my laugh sounds evil. Men have told me this as well. It’s kind of a needling laugh and self-centered, meaning I laugh when others don’t and I don’t care. So, laughing at a chick or something I say that I think is funny or whatever strikes me as funny can gain their interest. If my laugh makes them uneasy, good, if they tell me my laugh is evil, I know I’m under their skin. So I would have said its worth the wait, waited a beat for reaction and then evil laughed her…

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  29. hot stuff man I jacked off

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  30. http://freedompowerandwealth.com

    A coffee-shop is one of the places game is played best. Done the right way a morning-visit can be very surprising. And most people are much too tired and not fit to play the game at that time. Good for you if you are prepared.

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  31. Great field report Sentient…the reviews are coming in:

    MGTOW: Pointless
    Betas: Daring!! 🙂
    Naturals: Boring
    Toughguy greater Betas: Huh? Gay.
    Leaders of Men’ Old school Alphas: Spergish..not my style
    PUAs: textbook
    Nogs: Do Didda Po Mo Gub Bidda Muhfugen Bix nood

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  32. So Sentient is cheating on his wife or at the very least…Practicing Cheating on His Wife…

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    • Alas, you’ve hit upon the one area of his contributions to the chateau… weighty though they be… that prevent him getting the Good Housekeeping Seal Of Approval.

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    • This is Le Chateau bitch. So you should know that Marriage does not exempt you from the SMP. You gotta stay fresh. I highly suggest you read the archives.

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  33. I wish someone could tell his wife to run. It’s always nice to see a husband keeping his options open so he can eject the moment something goes wrong like you know…natural aging.

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  34. Furthermore, instead of cock-blocking the barista dude…Sentient should have stepped aside and let him have a crack at the girlie…since that guy was probably single!

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    • Someone seems a bit butt hurt, no? Next time your jerking off in the corner while Dindu Nuffins runs a pump n’ dump clinic on your sweetheart you should think to record it. The divorcerape judge may have some sympathy for you……….but then again I doubt it.

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  35. This resonates with me as this defiantly my style.

    Tell me though Sentient, I often that while I’m doing this my mind skips ahead, and I’m waiting for her to catch up. Like when you went to sit down and you just knew she was going to sit with you. In my mind I’ve already sat down, and shes coming over to sit and all this while I deliver my open line. Like I’m always a good few moves ahead of myself.

    I love your use of proximity. Reminds me of the other day when I mentioned in a post that I was chatting to a girl at work and she got called away and I just remained where I was, and she kept bobbing towards me knowing I was waiting for her to come back (and wanting to resume, then realising she had something to do. It was like watching an invite able tug of war going on.

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  36. Some pre-weekend reading from the other side of the tracks.

    https://storify.com/yomike/a-wild-weekend-in-florida

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  37. This was a thoroughly nice read. Very enjoyable. Would like to have more successful field reports like this. I could feel the frustration of the girl from him not asking her number soaking through the computer screen and into my spleen. Excellent frame control, like he is doing it just to tease or like Bon Jovi, “because we can” Stories like this really make my day. Loved the ending. Where others would have laid back and accepted the “reward” of claiming her number instead he plays the “you better go card”. I have done something similar and the looks on a girls face is just priceless. They will be left in a confused haze. The pyramids, dinosaurs, Jesus, who cares ! I want to know why he didnt ask for my number? whats wrong with me ? I must have done something wrong !. I will put up my bitch shield for the next one.

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  38. CH: if Sentient accomplishes this narrative at random in a coffee shop with a woman perhaps late for an appointment, he needn’t close.

    Why not?

    Abundance.

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  39. The term everything in moderation has gained new meaning for me.

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  40. How do you know that was good game since he didn’t “close the deal”? It’s not hard to get random girls to talk to you because most girls are attention junkies.

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  41. I teach my salespeople to get comfortable with rejection and comfortable with success. In fact, often times the latter is more difficult to master. With rejection, It’s “have a good day” in sales, and on to the next one. If the customer says they’re interested, well, the critical phase is between procuring interest and closing the deal. Truly that’s the magnificent, and difficult, part of success – the time between establishing initial interest and finishing things off.

    Women are no different. There’s the “oh shit” sting of rejection up front, and the “oh shit” adrenaline rush of “better get this one right” when she opens up to advances and you have to keep pushing the conversation forward.

    The easiest way to master BOTH states is experience. See as many customers as possible and get as many looks as possible, get comfortable with the process until it becomes learned, implicit, and automatic.

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  42. OT Question:

    Do you think in order to learn and become decent at game you need to have higher than average T levels?

    Can a low T manlet learn game or does he need to fix himself hormonally first?

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  43. Having A Bad Day And Sentient – sorry, quick question. Just turned down sex from my wife today – wondering if it was right or wrong decision as she’s kinda annoyed and really tried to turn me on and get me going etc.

    She’d had a few drinks by the time I got home very early from work and she initiated (also probably helped that she knew I’d been at a work event earlier with a bunch of attractive women – she teased me about whether I met anyone there, so dread is working). She wasn’t drunk but she wasn’t sober and she KNOWS I don’t like sex when she’s had a few drinks – it gets messy. I told her no for that reason and she kept trying.

    I kept telling her it’s no different from when she wouldn’t have sex a few days ago when I had a couple days of stubble (I was clean shaven today).

    My reasoning for saying no was that she needs to understand sex happens in my frame and she won’t get me to make an exception today because I genuinely don’t enjoy it much when she’s had a few, especially since she turned me down a few days ago for having stubble. So I wanted to make a point (and I’ve given in and had sex in identical situations before) and said no.

    Maybe I should have done it anyway today? I don’t want to have sex on her terms only but I don’t want to punish genuine desire generated by a little soft dread either (and her desire was genuine for sure).

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    • “Just turned down sex from my wife today – wondering if it was right or wrong decision as she’s kinda annoyed and really tried to turn me on”

      It depends on a few things… your frame and what do you want from your wife?

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    • Marquis – some thoughts… I hope HABD chimes in because he has amazing stuff in this area..

      First – you rightly realize her approach is directly related to her perception of dread… Her go to move is to “fuck you back into orbit”… she doesn’t even realize it, it just happens naturally. she is reading your subcomms 10,000 times better than you and just knows she better get a handle on this here problem. Sex is the go to remedy… so that’s normal stuff

      However for you one of HER issues is she is looking for rougher less vanilla sex. So in that context there was probably a better move here.

      Declining sex from a hot and ready woman is a NUCLEAR disqualification… like they just cannot understand what the hell happened. But they don’t process it logically, like you would. They wont think well I did A so he did B, that makes sense. They will likely view any tit for tat behavior as passive aggressive and weak. Which it is. which is why this kind of takeaway in an LTR is dangerous because while a strong move, depending on your frame, and hell even with a rock solid frame they will still think it is beta and weak because it is always all about them. Never about you. Her hamster cannot contemplate that she threw herself at you and you rejected sex because of HER… See? That’s why a lot of MMSL advice to give comfort and reassurance is mistimed.

      But emotion is GOOD for you. Even bad emotion. That she can understand. So I’d expect her to be fully pissed now and channel it into pot rattling or cupboard slamming… all good let those emotions brew. You be blase. Not a big deal. Nice even – look out the window as she stews “hmmmm… the Henderson’s shrubs look like they could use a trimming”…

      Then later, much later you initiate forcefully and TAKE her when YOU want to… be prepared for some shit testing “oh now you want to” stuff and be prepared to push through it. You need to fully commit to it especially given her request – a hand over her mouth and a firm “shut up” should do wonders. Then have the sex that you want to have, Use her as your sex toy. and be done. Slap that ass and whistle a tune on your way out.

      DO NOT DISCUSS SEX. DO NOT DISCUSS YOUR REASONING. DO NOT EVER MENTION STUBBLE!!!!

      Now the better way to handle this that avoids the potential passive aggressive tag would have been to engage in sex with her but on your terms… make her beg… “punish” her for disobeying your command to not drink… edge her and make her beg for an orgasm for her disobedience. Spanking would be a good way to go too if you can muster it.

      But look at the big picture… like from her point of view she WINS either way right? She either gets you back into her orbit OR she gets crazy emotion and better sex…

      Everything they do has a reason the secret is to understand their language and the bigger picture.

      and bigger picture question for you to contemplate “what do you want from your marriage and what do you want from sex with her”… You need to examine what it is you truly want and realize that it may not involve her. So do that work.

      And a PS from your last post… If she has “finally” lost a whole bunch of weight and kept it off for the first time AND she is telling you she wants adventurous sex… this is a red flag that she is looking at cheating. Maybe not committing to it, probably not… but it’s crossing her mind and she is giving you a chance to do something about it… in girl talk.

      Good luck man.

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    • @Marquis From a game perspective, whether you go for it or turn her down is your choice. I’ve turned down banging one of my rotation because I was busy. Where I think it was beta was when you started to logically explain to her “It’s not different from when she wouldn’t have sex a few days ago when I had a couple days of stubble….” “My reasoning…”

      Here’s the trigger point: when you start to rationalize, justify, argue, explain your decisions, you’ve lost hand and you’re in her frame.

      For women sex isn’t logical…they feel it or they don’t. The stubble didn’t matter, it’s a rationalization for her.

      Turning down sex from a woman is a powerful aphrodisiac—when done right.

      Another girl in my rotation came over a month or so ago… She was blabbing on and complaining about something. I never banged her that week. I didn’t explain, I just wasn’t responsive. She came over the next week and was all over me.

      Avoid that temptation to explain.

      In this situation I don’t understand why you would have turned her down when she was acting out like that….it had all the elements: pre-selection, her chasing.

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      • Thank You WalaWala And Sentient. The hidden post is still not visible, but I have an update. After I turned my wife down, I posted my first post and then the kids got home. Later that night, after my wife sobered up after dinner and the kids were in bed, I successfully initiated sex. I just started kissing her in bed and at first she said “You missed your chance”, but I just kept kissing her and touching her and she got turned on enough that we had a good session (even though it was briefly interrupted by one of the kids hammering on the bedroom door).

        So it seems no lasting harm was done? But still not sure of the right play in these situations although I am happy I had sex when I wanted it in my frame.

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      • “You missed your chance”

        That was a shit test that you passed by ignoring it.

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      • Mods can you release the posts in the stack on this thread plz for Marquis?

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      • You did great. No worries. If my post comes out it covers it.

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    • on November 6, 2015 at 7:59 pm Captain Obvious

      1) Your wife is an alcoholic. 2) You’re a c*nt for stooping to her level and getting all passive-aggressively feminine about the earlier incident with the stubble. 3) Both of you need to GROW UP and start acting like adults, and she also needs to SOBER UP like yesterday. 4) Do you have children? Because you didn’t mention any children, and you sound like a ch!ldless couple. 5) Based on what little you’ve described, your marriage is a disaster, but if you want to save it, then GIVE YOUR WIFE 0RGASMS OR ELSE YaReally WILL GIVE THEM TO HER FOR YOU!!! Srsly.

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  44. Long time no post, been busy- I’d like your thoughts on this one CH

    http://jezebel.com/what-happens-when-the-men-who-helped-make-a-post-game-w-1740050946

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    • Quick question about re-initiating via text (even used R’s ‘made you look’ for the girl is a foreigner so I don’t think she actually understood it):

      I was getting a lot of short quips after a radiosilence period then last ditch attempt 2 months later. It got very short again (3 quick texts back to back unrevealing and uninteresting) so I said, “Wow. Later” and almost instantaneously she responds with back to back questions. I wait it out. Then she reveals how much has been complicated and spells it all out (indirect messaging about flakiness). All the while, I “accidentally” text a message for another girl with name, I say I’m traveling to a different country, etc. It’s all bullshit but hey, texting is bullshit. She keeps the convo up. I say, I’ll talk to you later, maybe when I get back from Europe.” She says OK. At this point, is it just as tenuous? Do I come back with a direct “Meet Me” for one final time? Any input is valued, even negative stuff, of course.

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    • Tucker Maxzxz and his desouling thru da poop choot?!?? On da Jezebeelzebub?

      I’m shocked, shocked!

      GBFM rape FTW!

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  45. on November 6, 2015 at 8:02 pm Aspiring Asshole

    Thanks all, lots to chew on.
    The general idea I get is to relax, get confident,and have some fun with it. I think that once that state is reached, the rest will flow.
    Time to get busy…

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  46. Reblogged this on MGTOW 2.0.

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  47. Thanks to Sentient and CH for this post, there’s so much good stuff in there to dissect.

    I think I’ve misunderstood the negging concept, for teasing, when it’s far more subtle than that.

    I find I’m quite good at teasing, and women seem to respond positively to the most bawdy and merciless of teases (I’ve been practising at work, and when I’m out in public, I’ve a few lines I came up with on the hoof if anyone’s interested?).

    What I am struggling to do is get beyond that point i.e. I can get a woman’s attention with a few one liners that make them laugh, but I find after that the woman starts rattling on and on about herself, and my brain eventually shuts down.

    Is the neg a way of getting women to break out of their own head, and make them curious about you?

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    • @Chunky the neg serves a few purposes. It sparks attraction because it defies her expectations, it prompts her to emotionally invest in defending, qualifying or otherwise reacting, it sets the frame.

      A neg: “you look like trouble…”

      Her: why? what do you mean? Immediately it gets her hamster spinning, and then by differentiating yourself from other beta supplicators you are then sparking attraction.

      After sparking attraction, you move to comfort. Read up on the Mystery Method, and also Krauser’s Date Model and DayGame Mastery, they all explain this concept in greater detail.

      A neg is not an insult. It’s a subtle tease.

      The way Sentient used it: “You say you had a client, you look like a hairdresser”. is well-explained above. But it has to be delivered with a cool amused mastery otherwise it “feels” like an insult.

      you look interesting… is also a subtle neg. “interesting” is a word I use a lot because it always gets a girl wondering what I meant by it.

      Guessing a girl’s profession wrong or being outrageous about it is always a good neg.

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  48. Quick question about re-initiating via text (even used R’s ‘made you look’ for the girl is a foreigner so I don’t think she actually understood it):

    I was getting a lot of short quips after a radiosilence period then last ditch attempt 2 months later. It got very short again (3 quick texts back to back unrevealing and uninteresting) so I said, “Wow. Later” and almost instantaneously she responds with back to back questions. I wait it out. Then she reveals how much has been complicated and spells it all out (indirect messaging about flakiness). All the while, I “accidentally” text a message for another girl with name, I say I’m traveling to a different country, etc. It’s all bullshit but hey, texting is bullshit. She keeps the convo up. I say, I’ll talk to you later, maybe when I get back from Europe.” She says OK. At this point, is it just as tenuous? Do I come back with a direct “Meet Me” for one final time? Any input is valued, even negative stuff, of course.

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  49. One aspect of this interaction I loved was the reframe on her “but I’m not a racist” – reframing this as “You’re a realist”. That’s brilliant.

    Very similar to guiding a girl go thru her “But I’m not a slut” LMR – building rapport, showing deeper understanding and leading her thru her fears.

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  50. “– “I think like full immersion therapy or something would be required… you know… to get it out of your system…” For those unfamiliar, this is a verbal technique known as NeuroLinguistic Programming (NLP), which involves embedding ideas and thoughts in your listener’s mind through subliminal semantic ambiguity.”

    This is unnecessarily technical. This is I don’t know what NLP is but this is just a combination of sexualizing the conversation, playful innuendo and assuming the sale/abundance mentality (in the sense that just saying that indicates you’re a guy who has sex and clearly sees her as a girl well within his league of sexual partners, not to mention the confidence needed to say it). It was clearly delivered tongue-in-cheek with a straight face and she played along finding it amusing (sorry spergs someone else can explain what that means). The interaction that followed was a playful extended back-and-forth of sexual innuedo. Always a good sign…she’s attracted AND she gets your sense of humor.

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  51. Reblogged this on XWorkx.

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