A little long but worth it. Also this story is 100% true. Always been into TRP mentality even though I only discovered this sub a little under a year ago. Coming here has helped me to polish my game and put some names to things I’ve noticed in the manosphere like hypergamy and frame. One thing I liked that I picked up a while ago is to “go after your 10s”, meaning don’t be a guy who practices TRP and only goes after HB6’s and down to avoid getting rejected by a girl who is hot.

Just because you think she’s hot, you put her on a pedestal and choke when it’s time to talk to her because you’ve psyched yourself out into believing she’s anything but a regular fucking human and getting her to do what you want. Chad might not have the same taste in women as you and rate her a HB6 or 7 and because of this, he’s cool calm and collected to get her number effortlessly and bang her brains out. Basically, treat every woman like she is average and you’ll have the frame of a demigod (all things else accounted for: game, lifting, don’t be unattractive).

So the field report: I was waiting for the bus to my part-time job at my college when a gorgeous girl and her mom walk up to the stop. The reason I know they are mother and daughter is not because they look alike but because I recognize the girl as the daughter of a previous coworker that I look up to who used to mentor me on financial stuff. They live not too far from me and I’ve always seen her walking through the neighborhood or at my old job to see her father. Seeing as the woman with her is around his age, I assume correctly it’s her mom, who I’ve never seen before. They are a well off family: two college educated parents with 3 (hot) daughters who are all in college too. The dad was a retail banker big shot in his younger days, but now he does a little brokering and other side jobs on his own as his retirement. He’s very serious about his daughters lives, which I know because he liked me when we worked together and told me about his precious daughters in between our little financial talks about Roth IRAs and whatnot. His oldest is a lawyer marrying a scientist, the middle is in graduate school and the youngest is in undergrad like me at a different but equally close college. She’s also drop dead fucking gorgeous. I’ll spare you guys a description because, like I said, she might be not be a 10 to everyone, but between me and you - she’s fine as fuck.

So anyway, I see them and she see’s me. I know we recognized each other because we exchanged that “hey, I know you but not well enough to say hello” look. I didn’t plan to run into her so I’m caught off guard. Her mom seems to be in a rush and so am I because the bus was running late, so immediately I know it wasn’t a good time to try and talk to this girl for the first time as we were all anxious and staring down the street with baited breath. So I tell myself to take a good mental image of this beauty and just remember what she looks like in her very cute bright spring outfit. This is important later.

The bus finally comes, is packed, we get on, are separated, and I don’t see her again. I go to work, forget about her by the end of my shift in the student center, and clock out at quitting time eager to start my weekend. I go to the supermarket to grab some stuff to cook at my apartment and go to catch my regular bus back. When I get on, it’s packed once again, but through all the tired peoples’ faces, I see a familiar shade of highlighter yellow catch my eye. It’s hot girl!

Somehow we caught the same bus twice in one day. Immediately I’m like “yup, I HAVE to talk to her now”. Her mom is still with her, but I guess the bus was full when they got on too, so the mom is in the seat behind her. Like fate, at the next stop a seat next to hot girl opens up and I sit down next to her with the aura of James Bond. Once again I’ll spare you the exchange here because what I said doesn’t fucking matter, it was HOW I said it. I opened up with common ground (how’s your dad) and then calmly talked to her like she was a regular fucking person. It went SWIMMINGLY, we actually hit it off, I got her number (fuck yes) and we found out we’re both really nerdy and into our schoolwork. Not only that, but on some Machiavellian shit, I made sure to talk myself up about my good grades in school and my internship with a big company this summer because I knew her mom was listening to our conversation and I wanted to flex on that bitch without her realizing. Once I laid on my SMV thick enough, I finally ask if this is her mom to which she says yes and I introduce myself. Having already established myself as someone worth her and her daughter’s time, her mother is immediately warm to me and get this - INVITES ME TO THEIR HOUSE. insert mind increasingly glowing meme I say I’d love to and turn back to the daughter to see a big, cute smile. So I get the daughter’s number, her father’s number, their address and an invitation to come to their house for lunch! I’m keeping my composure but inside I’m jumping for joy. Luckily enough, right at the height of the interaction my stop comes, and I get to leave them on a high note - perfect exit. Not only did I go for it, I got more than I even thought I could!

I know it’s not like I got laid or anything, but I was so proud of myself not only for having the guts to talk to her, but my S-class level of TRP execution. Not only did it feel good to go after a 10 in the wild but it felt EASY. I didn’t have to lie or pretend to be anything I’m not; I just calmed myself, used the frame I’ve built up here and got rewarded for it. Now I’ve gotta figure out my next move because this is definitely a plate I want spinning. Should I hit her up or the dad first? How long should I wait? Should I go with the intent of interacting with him or her more?