Suffice it to say it was not the greatest thing for our relationship, but we'll get to that in a bit.

It started with the (relatively innocuous) mistake of playing the "who's the hottest girl you know" game on facebook, which of course led to the "which of these girls have you hooked up with" game, which then led to a rapidly escalating series of events:

  • Her saying some of the girls I'd hooked up with were beat (true)
  • Her saying I therefore had no game
  • Her expressing her curiosity as to how I ever hit on girls

Fastforward to this weekend, we're out with my two roommates who are both single. One of whom is a perfect example of a guy who's great on paper but is absolute bollocks with women--he's a ripped semi-pro soccer player, has a great job in advertising, and dresses like he belongs on the cover of GQ. To top it off, he's from England and has the accent! For fuck's sake!

We're all sipping our drinks and my two roommates start lamenting the dating scene here, the Brit being especially frustrated with his lack of luck despite his impressive CV. My girlfriend not-so-innocently decides she needs to see me "show them how it's done" and issues a challenge.

Mind you I have absolutely zero interest in hitting on girls at this point. This community (among other things) got me a girlfriend who is absolutely perfect for me. Still, when she's gone to the bathroom ("You guys better all have numbers when I get back!") I ask the two gents behind me to come with and approach a group of three girls who I'll describe as late-20's early-30's and probably an 8, a 6, and a 4 (tall skinny black haired Eastern European, tall thick blonde, average size brunette).

My line? "Hi. We're here to hit on you." (Massive grin)

I could see minds being blown. My roommates stood agape. The girls started laughing immediately and asked not our names but who we were (a subtle but I think important distinction). One of them exclaimed it was "the most direct thing she's ever heard from a guy," and I, in the advantaged position of being taken, dropped a ton of "who gives a fuck, this is hilariously absurd" lines, including:

  • "OK, OK, let's skip the boring formalities and get names."
  • "You in the back, you seem cynical about this whole 'we're hitting on you' thing."
  • "We obviously just made your day."

The game ended when I automatically put my hand on the small of one of the girls' backs (the cynical one, also the most attractive one) and felt the heat of a million suns hit the side of my face. My girlfriend had been sitting, legs crossed, watching the events unfold, the entire time.

I ran off to console her that I really wasn't interested and it was all a big show, but...guys, please, for the love of god, don't touch other girls. Don't do it. Even if your girlfriend tells you she thinks you suck at picking up chicks. Even if she eggs you on. Even if she thinks she can handle it.

Postscript: after I left the group one of the girls told me roommates, "Wow your friend is on fire! He just left with a really cute blond girl, he's totally going to get laid!"

EDIT: I just want to clarify that this was a playful interaction (for the most part) with me and my long term girlfriend. The real takeaway I meant to emphasize here is the perceived advantage of being in a relationship (i.e. the not giving a shit frame) and how that can be translated to game.