The night started nicely, a friend of us got us all into the list of a new chillout/dance club and it had been a long time since we went out all together so we were all pretty excited. Things started as usual, half of my friends and me were there, at the door of that new club...waiting for the other half. While at the door, our eyes couldn't believe what we were witnessing, taxi after taxi arrived full of women. And then they appeared, one after another a bunch of really beautiful indian women headed into the club. Jaws were dropping among my friends, eyes wide open, but not me! I knew from everything I have learnt here that I should remain calm and don’t check out excessively. We were going to like this new place, I could sense it!
For the shake of context Im going to tell you that our usual nights out dont include women, yes, we look at the pretty girls, we comment how hot they are and then...nothing, no one makes a move. None of us could be considered good at picking women and even though it hurts, can easily be related to AFCs definition.
Finally when inside, thanked the girl on the list and to the dance floor. One of my bros and me started dancing like crazy, we are the ones with more of a "Dont give a fuck" mentality specially when dancing and doing stupid things (not so much whith women), the rest of the team was next to us, static, like trees, like usually...
*Obviously after some minutes we needed a bit of fresh air so went outside to the chill-out place, and here is where my first contact happened. A group of foreign looking girls asked me to take a photograph of them, I jokingly offered to join them in the picture and to my surprise they really wanted me to!! My friend joined me in the pic, everyone laughing and I started talking with the girls. I asked the girls where they were from, I joked a bit about their accent (they found it funny) and then didnt know how to continue so I kept moving. They were not too good looking but It woudn’t have hurt to keep the conversation going After some time, more dancing and random silly things we saw them again, the indian beauties where sitting a few meters from us in their own chillout space. My friends couldnt get their eyes from them so I decided to grow a pair, this had to be the time!!.
**We walked towards the dance floor but before arriving I casually sat in their place talking to my friend (giving my back to the ladies), then turned around and interrupted them with a smile (yay I was openning!). I asked them about their origin, and to my surprise they told me they were from London, they were obviously indian so I asked them about this and answered they were indeed from indian descent. Then things got worse and since I didnt know how to continue, I told them that since we saw so much of them we were wondering if this was an indian party or something, since the club´s name is also indian (not a smart move I know). They where not reciprocating and I could sense some of them was thinking WTF is this guy doing, so I said goodbye and move along.
My friends were really surprised, my bro couldn’t believe I had approached them so cold and direct (he thought this was a bad idea) everyone was mindfucked since we don’t usually approach and my crazy dancing bro was proud of me, high five and onto the dance floor!!
The night kept going without anything of too much interest.
A really hot brunette was dancing behind me, and at some time made direct (really intense) eye contact, I felt paralyzed and moved my eyes from her (damn), she moved to talk with her friend, thus moving right behind my back. But with the loud music and me being a fucktard didn’t know how to approach and nothing happened. Finally the night finished, I had a good time with my bros, danced like mad and made some little steps towards becoming better with women!!. Looking just a few weeks back nights would usually go without any of us interacting with women, and just being able to directly open a set of beautiful women looks like a tremendous progress for me.
The conclusions I got and some thing I regret are:
-I didn’t start conversations in a funny/interesting way, It was the typical guy with his typical questions. -I didn’t know how to keep things moving (usually Im a pretty good conversationalist, a great one even, but with people I have already met, I have things in common, know what they are interested in…) -I didn’t approach the hot girl in the dance floor, I don’t even know how to approach someone in such a noisy enviroment. So hope you liked my report and would love to receive some feedback from it!!
TL;DR: Met some foreign students, couldn’t keep conversation moving; approached really hot set of women, couldn´t keep conversation moving; didn’t approach hot girl at dance floor. Still feel like I have made good progress and had a great time.
PS: Apologies for any grammatical error since english is not my first language
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