It’s been a good week but also a busy week. Social life seems to be more than I can handle right now but there’s an old adage about womanizing not being simple. It really isn’t…
About three weeks ago I generated a number of leads at bars and clubs. I’d say they were all in the 7+ range. Either fit, very pretty, or both. One thing my main targets all had in common is they are all Latinas -arguably the most sensuous women in the world. I think it’s somewhat mundane, but why not go through the approaches.
A music street festival was taking place down my street and I went to check it out along with a few friends. The sounds of Salsa music were all around us while vendors selling everything from pocket Empanadas to full-blown meals in polyurethane containers lined the sidewalks. We’d just had a few beers at my place and were feeling nice and in-tune with the atmosphere, especially the eye candy. One thing I can say about Latinas without feeling the least bit prejudiced is that for every gorgeous babe, there are three that can make an insecure gay guy glad he’s batting for the other team. Still, there was eye-candy and my eye was picking em out and locking on as if I were wearing a Robocop helmet.
She was a petite brunette with curly, shoulder-length hair; an Eva Longoria just asking to be ravaged by the neanderthal in me. Obviously, the thousands of years of civilization that precede us kept me in check, nevertheless though…I walked alongside her and when she looked up I just said “Hola, como estas”. I’m not hispanic, but being a cunninglinguist tends to play in my favour. We chit chatted in Spanish for a bit and then I told her I’m going back to my place, but that she should give me her number. Done and done. The pick-up was simplicity itself and I attribute it to friendliness and my own social intelligence. Obviously she played a role in reciprocating, I’ve behaved similarily with other girls and been brushed off like lint on a jacket. If they’re not feelin it, there’s just not a lot you can do.
The second time was me being a bad wingman. I’d just gotten breezed by a bunch of retards (don’t you hate when she’s nothing better than a cum receptacle but still isn’t interested?) and went to look for my buddy who’d left me in the lurch with those flakes to begin with. I saw him talking to an Asian girl by the bar while her more attractive friend was looking bored and drinking a beer. I mentally rubbed my hands with glee and walked up to them. After introductions, I realized that they’re not Asian (just Central American) and put my intermediate Spanish to the test once again. It worked out well, we were actually hitting it off! When I did ask, she was actually eager to give me her number. I noticed some other girls giving us eye contact as we were leaving, some looking somewhat dissapointed. I tacked it to our having demonstrated high social value throughout the interaction. Would’ve loved to stay and chat with them all but it was very much a ‘here’s your cake but you can’t eat it’ situation. Last time I checked, hopping between girls at bars doesn’t go unnoticed.
Here’s why I was a bad wingman: My friend was clearly not interested in the less attractive one because nobody would be. My approach was meant to initiate introductions during which a switcheroo would occur. I didnt mind helping my buddy out, but I was partly greedy and partly taken by the girl. On the flipside, all’s fair in love and war.
This next approach is worth mentioning for the outcome alone. It happened on a bus, the friend who I cock-blocked set it up by asking the two girls who just got on where they’re accent is from. Turns out it was from Brazil, and the pretty one claimed she could make good Caipirinhas. I told her she’s welcome to show me but hesitated when I asked for her number and said she doesn’t have a phone. I didn’t think it was true but she did offer her email as consolation. Of course I then added her to Facebook and MSN. Of course, three weeks later she was in my bed -and I was in her.
Picking up, Chopping, Approching, or whatever you wanna call it, is like anything else – it pays to be patient and to know when you’ve had enough.
