I recently moved to Nashville, knowing no one here, and not knowing any places to meet women. I'm not old enough to drink at bars (awfully close), so it makes it hard to talk to women at the bar without them saying something along the lines of, "Ahh, X's on your hands. We've got a young one here." That's never stopped me from approaching women, however, it has left me making a lot of excuses for myself. Last night, I made changes and progressed.

I went downtown after work around 10:30. Met up with my roommate (who's birthday it was) at the bar and just chilled and waited for some of his other friends to show up. I felt really bad because literally no one showed up. He was in in a terrible mood and as much as I wanted to (and tried to) cheer him up, he wasn't getting any happier. I wasn't going to let this put a damper on my night.

We're sitting down at the bar and I see two absolutely gorgeous blond HB9's walk in. I went back to my chump ways and sat back and just watched a little bit. I've been trying to get better at applying the "3 second rule" into my game, but sometimes sitting back and waiting isn't always a bad thing.

I noticed a couple of things:

  1. They were taking pictures of LP Field on their phones. Dead giveaway that they weren't from here.

  2. They sat in the corner on their phones for an extended period of time.

  3. They circled the bar numerous times just waiting to be approached.

It was as if these girls were literally asking me to walk over and make their night. Without hesitation, I walked over to both of them in the corner and said, "Since you guys are having such an awesome time taking pictures of LP Field and texting, I thought I'd come over here and rescue you guys. Hi, my names KaptainKid!" Both of them smiled and told me their names. I talked with both of them for awhile and got to know them a little more. One of them (the one I was initially interested in) is going to be going to University with me this fall. This was a huge interest trigger for me. The other was her friend who was visiting from out of town.

I built a little bit of attraction by kinoing and showing favoritism to her gorgeous friend. Lets call the girl I was interested in Stacy. I did a palm read on Stacy's hand, which I normally don't do, but I was just going with the flow. These girls were completely bored and I could instantly tell I was bringing excitement to their night.

After talking a little bit more, we went out to dance, but the floor was dead and the music sucked. I told them I had a surprise for them and we jetted out.

I took them to a rave club that's down the street that's always poppin. We wanted to dance and this was the place for that.

I want to pause here and throw in that these girls know how to use their hips. The later it got, the more invested and attracted I became.

We're dancing and having a good time. I'm bouncing back and forth, dancing with both girls, still showing a little bit of favoritism to Stacys friend from out of town. I'm also that guy at a dance club that really gives zero fucks because I'm there for the good times. I can't dance for shit, but that doesn't stop me.

Every time I go to this club I get it going hard. I showed up and it was alright. People were dancing, but nothing like they should have been. I went to the middle of the floor with the girls and just started going hard. Luckily the DJ was awesome and the music was perfect when we got there. About 5 guys came over and joined me, and thus the next 2 and a half hours was complete chaos. It was great, the girls were loving it, and the place was going crazy.

After it was over, I walked with them back to their car, got both of their numbers and they drove me to my car. I found out they had to drive all the way to Alabama from there. That just made me feel even better.

This morning I woke up to a text from Stacy that said, "You are awesome! Thanks for saving our night. You were so much fun. :)"

Things I learned:

  1. When signs that girls want to be approached smack you in the face, don't turn the other cheek. It was blatantly fucking obvious that these girls wanted guys to talk to them. They weren't dolled up for the sake of looking good in the mirror. I watched 3 or 4 different guys approach them and just completely bomb.

  2. Showing favoritism to her friend played a huge part in building attraction between Stacy and I. I could tell her friend was digging me, ergo, I think Stacy saw that and it attracted her to me as well.

  3. These girls saw I was all about a good time. From the start I came off as a fun person. Instead of staying back in the corner and just talking all night I took them to the dancefloor. When the dancefloor was dead, I told them I had a surprise for them. When we got to the new club, I didn't hold back and got the place fired up. These girls literally came out and said, "Thank you for saving our night." It doesn't get any more fucking obvious then them just outright telling you that. After we left they also told me they want to hang out again ASAP. It was overall just a great fucking night.

  4. These girls had to drive all the way to fucking Alabama, but stayed and chilled until 3:30am with me. They could have easily said, "We gotta drive all the way to Alabama, it was nice meeting you" and peaced out at 11 or 12, but no, I was showing them a damn good time, so they stayed.

Stacy and I are also planning a canoeing trip in July.

It's a great feeling just putting yourself out there and seeing positive results. After 5 weeks of rejection in a new city, I'm starting to see awesome payoff. Don't give up if you are in a rut. Things will eventually turn around, guaranteed. Keep working at it. Talking to women is literally just like anything else. With practice, you become better and it becomes easier.