Went to a club last night with some exchange students. Got a number of one of their friends.

I wasn't intent on doing day game today for these reasons.

  1. I would be with my mum.
  2. I would be super tired from working 70 hours this week and going out.
  3. I knew I'd be hungover and probably look like shit.
  4. I already got a number last night.

Without fail, I woke up early today with a banging hangover.

Went Christmas shopping in the City Centre, with my mum.

Laterly, we went into the Marks & Spencer's shop to do some grocery shopping.

Whilst I was in the queue for the till (which was taking forever) I looked at the cute brunette behind me and said "I feel like it will be Christmas by the time I get served."

She smiled and said "I know! It's taking ages."

I saw what she was buying. Two big packs of posh biscuits.

I ask "are you buying your stocking fillers?"

Her, "Yeah I am"

And that was that.

Me and my mum were walking towards the exit when I decided you know what. Fuck it.

Said to my mum "wait here, I need to go and talk to that girl again"

Off I went and found her browsing the magazine section.

Straight up explained how I didn't get her name earlier and that I would have loved to stop and had a chat but I had to go.

"Can I get your number so we can keep in touch?" I ask.

"Sure, I'd love to chat again" As she pulls out her phone her hands are visibly shaking. Poor girl, don't think she has ever been approached before during the day.

Upon reflection, I realised why I was able to do what I need with zero fucks given... I was too busy concentrating on how awful and shit I felt. Also, I thought I had zero chance and expected a fail. This resulted in me literally having absolutely no approach anxiety.

I now know that I need to concentrate on something else whilst I approach during the day, rather than getting all agitated over what it is I'm doing.

Hope you lot are having an awesome weekend!