So last night some of my friends, who happen to be on the cowboy-ish side, asked me if I wanted to go to the bar with them. They told me they new several women there, and since that particular bar was their second home, they'd have an easy night.

Initially I was mildly intimidated by the prospect of going to a bar with the intent of meeting women when my friends had such a clear advantage, but I went anyway.

When we got there, it was crowded to say the least. Attractive women were in abundance, the music was loud, and one of my buddies who is a bit of a player was giving me a bit of coaching - "Just make eye contact, be friendly..." etc. Which actually heightened my anxiety a bit.

We were standing in line at the bar, and I started looking more closely. There were a lot of men with desperation on their faces, a lot of women with lonely expressions looking for someone to notice them, and that's when it hit me: these are just people.

Taking in the bar scene as a whole can be overwhelming, but breaking it down it's filled with a lot of people feeling a lot like I did. I knew all it would take is mustering a little more confidence than the others to put me miles ahead.

As we're standing in line a HB9 cuts in front of me. I looked at my buddy and he just gave me a "oh well" look.

"Excuse me, did you just cut in front of me?"

"Yeah. I did. What are you going to do about it?" she asked, looking me up and down.

"Nothing as long as you buy me a drink."

They had jars of beer going for $5.

"If you buy me a jar of PBR we'll call it even," I continued.

"I'm buying myself one."

"Bullshit, you can't drink a big drink like that by yourself, you're not even 90 pounds."

She smiled, and bought my buddy and I a beer and gave me a hug.

From that moment on I realized that all it took to stand out is to be a bit ballsier than anyone else. And I learned that any woman is approachable.

I was approaching 4 sets of women with ease. I didn't worry about the outcome or their opinion.

There's no F-close or K-close to this story, I didn't even get a number, but I danced with three different women, carried multiple conversations with incredibly attractive women, and most importantly went about my day today with a new outlook on life. Women respect a man who exhibits guts and will talk to them, and very few of them are as cruel and snobby as our fears lead us to believe. This realization helped me to talk to several girls around town today. Good stuff.