Get out in the field I'm making more of an effort to get out in the field more ( http://redd.it/fvm37 ) and even though it's Wednesday and I have to work, I went out with my friend.

Have fun We went to an awful awful bar that happened to be a lot of fun. Don't ask me why but there were a lot of unattractive people at this place which made me feel a lot more attractive myself. Funny how that works.

Open immediately So we walk into the bar and I immediately approach (3 second rule) a girl who's just leaning against the bar watching people dance. My friend didn't come with me, he stood back watching. I need to work on this but I basically said, how's it going?

Build social proof Surprisingly she was really nice. She was HB7 and had a nice body. Immediately she was pushing into me, plenty of breasts on my arms. I should also mention she was fairly drunk and I was sober for once, as the designated driver. So she's really kino'ing me up and I'm like, damn that was easy. And then her butch friend comes up and stares me down. "This is my girlfriend," she says. Ahhh, lesbians.

Then they start making out right in front of me. I'm not quite sure how to handle this but I just kind of stand my ground watching them. Whatever, this bar is comically trashy so I don't give a fuck (Tim, RSD).

After their make out the HB7 who was all over me starts social proofing me to her girlfriend, and is all over me again. I'm leaning back against the bar and I consciously notice how this looks to people. My friend rolls up and I introduce him. HB7 says how she really likes me and my friend says I'm an amazing guy (better winging from him than I expected).

Then HB7 lesbian says to me, why don't you have my number? Winner, Charlie Sheen style. She's trying to give me her number and I've said very little besides how's it going? I tell her that I don't want to make her girlfriend jealous. She tells me they're really ex's and insists that I take her number. I switch the topic and she follows that red herring like only a drunk girl could. Why didn't I take her number? She was hot and she'd be fun in the sack but I thought she was a bit trashy and I didn't want to waste my time.

Notice IOIs This is where my patience pays off. Again, I'm just leaning back against the bar and HB7 is all over me. My wing is talking to the butch. I scan the room and an HB8 is looking at me (social proof from horny lesbian). I smile. She smiles. IOI.

I say something to drunk lesbian HB7 to get her talking to my wing. I approach HB8 who had started to move away from me. I approach from behind (wrong, I know) and say something. She doesn't hear me. I tap her shoulder (wrong, I know) she turns around and I say hi. She asks my name (I'm considering this an IOI at the time, so I feel confident). I tell her. She tells me hers.

Merge sets Here is where this FR differs from my first three I've posted. I'm sober here and I am thinking about game. I know I have to disqualify, false time constraint, demonstrate higher value, qualify her. But even though these tactics came into my head, I still fucked up! I asked her some stupid shit like where she's from. She tells me. Then I'm like, I'm going to merge this fucking set! And so I tell her she should come talk to these really fun people (my wing and the two lesbians). She says sure and I start walking and she follows. MILESTONE: first set merge.

Go for the Close The lesbians are all over HB8 and she's having fun. We're all dancing. HB8 is now leaning into me giving me good kino. I'm actually not sure how to handle this success because usually I fuck up well before here. So I'm like, damn I need to get her number. I say, Hey! And she says, did you just hey me? And I say, ummm can I get your number? She says, Are you going to take me out to lunch? And I say yeah that sounds fun. She gives me her number. During this time she's leaning into me. So I put my hand around the small of her back and pull her in while I'm typing on my phone. I was conscious to get some kino started and she was receptive. MILESTONE: number close of HB8 while sober.

She tells me she needs to get back to her friends but she'll be back in a bit. Cool. She leaves. I scan the room. There are obese girls dancing in raised cages. There's a, no joke, over 60 year old woman with frizzy red hair raving out on the dance floor like she's in some type of psilocybin trance. The lesbians are making out again. I can't see my wing. This shit is overwhelming weirdness and I'm too sober. I text my wing and am like, abort abort abort.

Sometime during that period I texted HB8 and said, "Who's that cute guy you were talking to?" Hat tip to Seddit for that.

He eventually finds me and we bounce. While I'm sitting here typing this FR, HB8 texted me and said she was excited to go to lunch with me. I feel pretty good right now.

What I did right:

  • Was sober

  • Opened immediately

  • Merged sets

  • Kino

  • Build social proof by HB7 all over me

  • Risked the number close

  • Noticed IOIs

What I did wrong:

  • Approached her all wrong

  • Didn't employ DHV, false time constraint, disqualify myself, qualify her

  • Wasn't able to build comfort or isolate her

  • Not totally sure I built attraction (but hey she gave me her number and texted me back)

Here's to hoping I don't fuck up the text game as I've painfully recorded here: http://redd.it/fw7u6