Ok Chads, tell me what happened.

Julia is not a LTR. I don't even know her. I decided to go out tonight since it's halloween and hit up a few bars that were popping. As I go to a different story of the 4-level bar, this GORGEOUS blue-eyed brunette literally grabs me by the arm, pulls me to the side and asks me "who am I dressed as"? I tell her "myself", cause I didn't dress up and neither did she. "Same here!" she iterates to me, she was wearing just a hoodie and we started talking a little bit. It's obvious she is into me at this point, this kind of thing never happens otherwise. She is looking me in the eye with the most awesome blue eyes I've ever seen, it's almost distracting. I'm playing it as cool as I can but holy fucking balls she was unlike anything I've ever seen before, in hindsight I should have complemented her blue eyes and they pierced my fucking head like a .50 cal.

I am a naturally good looking guy at least in the face department, I think that is the major reason why she grabbed me ASAP. She starts telling me how she works at the whitehouse, or something to that effect. I told her to get me a drink with Trump etc. even though I know he doesn't drink, I'm just trying to keep it light and fun.

She asks me what I do for a living. I feel like this was the first "shit test", and I might have not passed 100% because I didn't have a great answer. I'm kind of in limbo right now personally. I put my finger over my mouth like be quiet, like I didn't want to tell her. She then says "You're a prostitute!" I'm like yeah you got me. (I actually got laid off at the beginning of the month and am taking a vacation until I apply for a new job, not exactly something I want to demonstrate value).

Ok so I get past that question without her spitting in my face. She is checking her phone for another bar, it looks like she wants to drag me there ---- but it was very far away, as we figured out when she looked it up. Ok w/e. Then she asks me if I have a girlfriend. Alright guys, I don't know if this is where I fucked myself. I took a long pause and looked around with my eyes, giving her an expression like "Hmmm yeaaah but I might make an exception." She slowly starts to walk to the side like she is done with me, but I told her I was just fucking with her. She doesn't respond in the way I would have preferred but she's like OK. Would it have better if I gave her a solid "no"? I didn't want to convey "yeah, no girls are into me right now". She tells me to take her number. I hand her my phone for her to put it in. I don't remember exactly how the convo ended but she dips out.

So this is a 2-fold issue. A- she approached me. I honestly love when this happens, but I didn't approach her. Granted I literally just got there and she grabbed me OUT OF NOWHERE - I still don't approach girls because I expect them to approach me due to my good looks. I feel like I'm shooting myself in the foot or not being 100% of what I COULD be slaying. It's hard for me to get over this hurdle unless I see some really awesome conversation starter. I hate contrived convo and need something to work with. There is a bit of being a pussy there if I'm attracted to them, but I know when I see something I'm interested in, I can talk to anyone - no problem.

The other issue B- I actually texted her one time a little after she left so she knew who I was and I told her what I do - I told her the job I'm actually lined up to do in the short future which is contracting for FB (I conveyed that to her as if that is what I really do right now so I don't cop a complete squat on my SMV). Should I have done this immediately while she was there so she had my info asap in front of me? Later that night, after I'm done dancing and staring at thots with their asses halfway out, I actually decide to man up and call her on the way home. Maybe this call wasn't a good idea, maybe I already fucked myself and it didn't matter - idk. So I call her from my car and it really is her, she didn't give me a fake # which I was surprised and satisfied with. She sounded really sleepy, this is around 2am. I said

"Julia"

Julia: "Hello. Who is this?"

"Man you sound like you're about to pass out"

A very feint laugh and then she hangs up.

Honestly it kind of feels like she blew me out. I wasn't happy how that call went but I wasn't about to call her back and be "that guy".

After all that is said and done, honestly the only reason I went out tonight was to find a sexy bitch to nut on - I had a sexy bitch I danced with a few days ago that I didn't close the deal on and felt like I needed to make up for it. But I didn't have the programming to get me where I need to be. Then this fucking literal angel stepped into my existence and I didn't seal the deal. I'm so pissed about that, she was possibly the most attractive woman I've ever talked to, no exaggeration.