All right! My first field report. Long time lurker, just recently made an account and I’m here to party. Got a FB game and a daygame story for y’all. Kinda long.

FB Game – I was introduced to this girl (HB7) through a mutual friend on campus. We didn’t interact much the two times I saw her, aside from me giving her shit and playfully giving her the finger as I walked away once. I’d say we interacted for a total of 20 minutes. Couple weeks go by, I have a party with the mutual friend, there are some pictures of us tagged, HB sees it and comments “ArcherTA!!” After that, I figured hell, why not add her and see what I can do. Here’s the result:

None of this is edited; I don’t like some of it so feel free to give me shit for it. I also kind of think not editing this is a bad idea, but whatever.

Me: we're in a fight.

HB: Pardon me?

Me: you and i

we are fighting

HB: Yeah i guess I'd believe that since you gave me the finger last time i saw you... (Definitely left an impression!)

Me: nah back then we were cool but since then i heard you were talkin' shit about me

so i thought i'd let you know what's up

HB: And what's up..?

Me: ...i don't know i didn't think this far ahead

HB: You have a weird way of starting conversations

Me: i thought myself rather clever, how dare you

HB: Did you practice that in the mirror? Haha

Me: i did, i worked up to this all day

unfortunately i didn't get past three sentences of thought

HB: Better luck next time

Me: aw you're such a swell girl

giving me a next time

HB: If you're lucky..

Me: hahaha ah, funny

give me your number, let's hang out sometime.

HB: You're going to have to work harder than that

Me: i was testing my luck!

give me your number -please-?

better?

HB: Hmmmmm

Haha I'll tell you what, I'll think about it and ill have my people get back to you

Me: do these situations really have maybes

who are you going to ask, first? Hahaha

HB: Going to ask what?

Me: hahaha nevermind, either way i'm not a waiting type HB, so think quickly

HB: On a scale from 1-5 how badly do you want my number? Haha

Me: -5!

i go with what i'm given

HB: Negative five?

Me: you betcha

i could most certainly live without

HB: Oh harsh

Me: i figure it's best to start off with honesty

HB: And maybe some politeness?

Me: hey now, i said please up there!

HB: And then you said that you don't even care if you get my number or not so in my world, those pretty well cancel out

Me: so we're back to square one! excellent!

HB: Haha i guess so

Me: all right well you go ahead and think about it, i'll see ya around i'm sure. going to friend's birthday stuff?

HB: I'm not quite sure what you're talking about so i probably wasn't invited

Me: just going out to a bar as far as i know

HB: I'm not 'of age' until next month

Me: oh gosh you're **

right

HB: Haha yes!

And you're what, 12?

Me: correct

hahaha no, i am too old for you is what i am

HB: And how old might that be?

Me: GUESS

HB: I already told you the age i thought you were, i can't imagine you being any older than 12..

Me: hahaha i'm ** dear

HB: But if you balance out how immature you are, being a guy, and hiw mature i am, being a woman... We're pretty well the same age. (Is this qualifying, or is she just giving me more shit? I'm not sure. Maybe both?)

Me: hahah oh really, is that how that works?

HB: Of coarse...

Me: haha well i guess we'll see about that

HB: Trust me, these are the facts

Me: i dunno HB, i've met some pretty immature ** year olds

are you sure you're up to standard?!

HB: Did their immaturity rub off on you? haha

Me: nah i just held onto my inner child

i am my own man!

HB: Im well above the standard

Me: that's what they all say!

HB: Haha so you talk to lots of girls then?

Me: of course, i'm a total player

heartbreaker

etc

HB: Yeah, i can tell by your smooth talking skills.... Hahha

Me: i was born with it, what can i say

runs in the family

i call it

"ArcherTA’s last name charm"

there's me being clever again

HB: I wouldn't hahahahaha

Im joking, im sorry

Me: haha no worries no harm done

the “ArcherTA’s last name” charm endures

HB: Oh is that right

Me: mhm, i have a mass following of women on my side!

HB: Haha okay hot shot

Me: what, you don't believe me?!

HB: Hahahah

Me: anyway HB i gotta get to work on this paper, i'll talk to you later

gnight

HB: ### ####

I then texted her “This is ArcherTA :) Gnight!” She said “ArcherTA who?” and I responded with “’Hot shot.’” She then just said goodnight and that was that. A lot of this went really well IMO. Lots of agree and amplify, getting around her barrage of “shit tests,” for the most part. I definitely hate the “who are you going to ask first?” comment I made. We have a couple mutual friends, so I was trying to joke with her over who she was going to ask about me. Worked out better that she didn’t get it. Or at least pretended not to. Also not a fan of the “give me your number –please-“but at the time I thought it was funny, at least to me. I may have taken the charm thing a little too far as well. Kind of dangerous to play that game through text, but I figure she gathers I was being funny.

Daygame!

I was walking back to my car from campus. Our campus’ parking is shit and I park about 15 blocks away, as do many other students. Before crossing the main street to leave campus, I turn back and notice this HB8, she gives me a smile. Think nothing of it at first. Keep walking, it’s icy and slippery, eventually I slip. Didn’t fall, but slipped a bit. Get another block or two down, figure fuck it, let’s ask her if she saw that. So I turned around, took out my earbuds and just said:

“Hey. Have you been behind me this whole time?” “Yes..” “Okay, did you see me slip back there?” “haha.. yes..” “All right, I just had a thought about that and decided I had to ask you. If I had fell, would you have laughed at me? Or would you have just walked by acting as if nothing happened?” At this point we’re already walking side by side.

She answers, standard nice person stuff you’d expect. She says she probably would have laughed at me. I follow up with “So you wouldn’t have felt bad about my white shirt getting all muddy?” “nah not really.” “Oh darn, here I thought I was going to like you.” She laughs. I say “Sometimes, I ever wear an all white hoodie in the spring!” “Ooh, dangerous! Living life on the edge!” We have a discussion about fashion. I can’t remember how it came to this, but I said “So what you’re telling me is that I look good?” “yes, you look good!” “Great! Back in my good book! Damnit, I slipped again! Ah, you’re just making me all nervous so I slipped.” Looking back this comment kind of makes me cringe, but she laughed and it wasn’t awkward so whatever.

We keep walking and talking – earlier I had made a FB post asking people to recommend me any books they love, so I decided to ask her that. She just so happens to be a huge book nerd and loved the chance to talk about it. Eventually I have to turn off from the direction she’s going, she notices and stops, we face each other to talk. Queue the cheesiness. I just look at her, pause for a second, pull out my phone and say “well, before you walk out of my life forever, could you not?” She laughs pretty hard. I’m a bit worried about how things would have gone if I let that comment hang. I don’t think she would have volunteered her number, so I followed up: “I know, I’m smooth as ice. But seriously, give me your number! Let’s meet again sometimes so we can decide if we really like each other.” She gives me her number, we talk a bit more, I give her a hug and send her off with “Nice to meets you”s being exchanged. Pretty fun.

So, just another one of those examples of it not mattering what you say. I talked about slipping and books. Although I guess I lucked out that she was into books, but most people have at least one recommendation. Mostly a brag post but I haven’t recorded any of my approaches before and I figured this would be a good way to start.

Wow that’s a long longer than I expected. Whoops. Thanks for reading. TL;DR:

  • Got a girl's number on FB through lots of tests. Have a strong frame. Don't get rattled.

  • Got a girl's number on the street from shootin' the shit. Talk to everyone, talk about anything. Convey your personality through whatever dumb shit you decide to talk about, and you're good.