Last fall I was friendzoned by a HB9 dancer (not stripper, a performance artist). She's a really cool alpha female who has a shit ton of friends in my social group. We went out on a few dates but I realized she'd use me for a free drinks, food, and conversation everytime I want to be her AFC, but she isn't interested in sex with me. I don't buy fancy dinners for her anymore, but I buy her drinks occasionally to keep her around. I escorted her to a concert recently because of her social standing and hotness, but I wasn't dumb enough to buy her ticket this time. Everyone knew she was with me but I made it a point not to post up next to her and let her monopolize my attention. After the show she went home with a girlfriend and I went sarging.

I went to a local dive and opened with a HB7 I had number closed with a few weeks ago. She was with two guys who I immediately recognized as aspiring PUAs (aPUAs?) in full-on game mode. aPUA #1 was peacocked out and talking about his awesome corporate job. I started kinoing her, touching her shoulder and leg while listening to this douche drone on about himself. The aPUAs give up and target an HB8 who had just walked in. I recognized her from the concert earlier. I left my HB7 to open their set again, yeah me AMOGing, don't hate. The wingman aPUA was trying to get the HB8 to feel his friends abs. She looked a little weirded out. I stepped right in between the aPUAs and said to the HB8, hey you were at the concert earlier, how'd you like it? She was jazzed because it was an awesome show. Then she recognized me right away as HB9's date. I said we're good friends. I nodded my head toward the bar and said, I'm going to go sit. She had the choice of talking to the aPUAs or following me. She followed.

I sat HB8 down next to HB7 and started talking about our mutual friends. HB7 was talking to be bartender so I just lightly leaned against her and put my hand on the back of her barstool to let her know I wasn't ignoring her. A slight lull in the conversation became an uncomfortable silence so I started the three question game. HB8 was sitting on the barstool facing out so I put my hand on her knee and pulled her facing me making strong eye contact as she spilled her guts about how great she is. She responded to the kino by resting her other knee on my cock, essentially feeling me up. I brought HB7 back into the conversation and HB8 stepped away to talk to a friend. HB7 asked how long I had known HB8. THIS IS A GOOD SIGN. Aside: When people mistake you and your target for knowing each other already, you're in the right frame. This is the second time this has happened this week. I'll post that daygame FR another time.

As the bar was closing I went back to HB8, who by that point was hammered, to tell her I was leaving. She gave me her number, without me asking and said I should look her up. I will when she's sobered up. :)

I went back to HB7 who had asked me to come home with her and hang out. We went back to her place were she started putting up major resistance. I kinda realized that this girl has emotional issues tied to one night stands that I really didn't want to push. I held her for a little while on her couch and crashed in her spare room. I may ask her out again next week. I'll definitely call HB8.

I think I want to keep HB9 in my friendzone for a while. I think the key to my success lately is giving up that oneitis and instead investing in the friendship that leads to social proof. In the past I'd either get hung up on rejection or quit talking to the girl completely. It's a huge boost to my self confidence to know that because I walk in the room with hot girl, other girls want to know who I am. I hardly have to ask for a number anymore, my targets offer it. Because, I'm getting laid frequently more I can be selective and I don't have to settle for the drunken woman left at the end of the night. I have a sure thing with my date tonight so I didn't give a fuck about my outcome last night.

Changes to my game recently: I ditched my oneitis. It's rooted in insecurity, a fear of abandonment, and self-loathing. Secondly, use friendzone as social proof with new targets. Third, I stopped talking about myself and started asking open ended questions and get the women to open up. The three question game works every time I've tried it. Finally, reading this shit is the easy part. I'm not going to get results until I go out and apply what I've learned.