I'm trying to get my friend into this so we can help each other with our transformations, so last night I agreed to be his wingman. I'm not qualified to give advice yet, but I threw him some little hints I've picked up so far throughout the night. After a couple drinks with friends we head out to meet some women.

We get to the bar, head upstairs where it is a little less crazy and spot a girl we used to know in high school. He initiates by yelling her name and we both walk over to her. I really wish there was more on here about how to be a good wing, but I digress. She just got a new job in a different city and was just home to buy some professional clothes. We gave her a hard time for getting what sounded like a ridiculously boring job, but what can you do in this economy anyway? Anyway some dude came up who she was apparently with and we parted ways.

Directly behind us was an hb7 with an hb4 and hb5. I go start talking to the HB 4 who's sitting next to hb7. They tell us they'll be right back and hb7 tells my friend to save her seat. My friend eagerly agrees to be a gentleman and guard the seat. Dont worry I reprimanded him.

So I sit down in one of their seats and when they come back I'm like "hey you guys left your cell phones here". My friend of course relinquishes his chair to hb7. I comment "hey you just stole my friend's chair!". "no he was saving it for me". He was no help at all just bobbing his head "yeah i was just saving it." so I chat with hb4 who sits next to me while my friend tries to work something with hb7. She eventually gets bored and shuts him out, turning to talk to someone else. I'm like fuck this lets go find some other people.

So we head downstairs where we run into some more people from high school. We're on the dance floor next to some tables and a girl walks up "can I put my stuff here?" all my friends are like "yeah yeah definitely" I feel like I should have given her a hard time. She comes back later taking off her scarf and I say "definitely not planning right are you. Scarf on the dance floor?" she laughs and puts it down with her other stuff "you're really marking that territory arent you." She introduced herself but then she left to go hang out with her friends. (was her friends birthday)

Before we left we saw hb7 again and she said she comes out about once every two weeks. I say "let us know next time, maybe we'll run into you again. Give us your phone number" She responds "no you give me yours" to which my friend of course is like "Definitely!". I'm like "no thats not how this works" but I'm just trying to be a helpful wing so I let her take both our numbers and feel like a chump.

We go to a different bar where we run into some different girls from high school (who i did not remember at all but my friend was interested). While he was chatting them up I found an hb9 surrounded buy 3 dudes and an hb7. I sit at the bar next to them and stare at the 5 beer glasses she has in front of her. She notices me and looks at the one closes to me and says "yeah that one's yours" (its half empty and not mine). "not mine, I was just noticing how many of these lite beers you're putting away". "Well its not mine either I only drink miller!" "I see, so you're a crappy beer connoisseur?" we talk for a little bit about jobs and stuff. she tells me daddy is paying her tab "you come to the bar with your dad?" "no i just stole his credit card" I give her some crap about that, about how she's gonna be on her own when she gets a real job. she tells me the tab is coming soon aka time to go.

I feel like this is a shit test, but like i said she was with a bunch of dudes and I'm not sure what to do in this situation so I was just like ok nice talkin to ya and walked away. Meanwhile my friend #closed go him!