Hello gents,

So last Saturday I did something I never did before, I went bar hopping and clubbing on my own. My success with women was nothing to brag about but I had tons of fun.

Now to my # close, that Saturday I met a cute blond architect at a club. We hit it off, I was funny, she was engaged, I brought out the kino, she introduced me to her best friend. We talked for a good 30 minutes before exchanging numbers.

I thought, "Could it be? Did I find an awesome girl that I could potentially date? Marry? And be extremely happy with? On my first night of trying?!"

My self esteem was really high that night because not only was it my first time trying night game, I did it on my own. Long story short, I called this girl and didn't get an answer so I was going to leave a message until I heard the voice mail greeting, "Hey this is Rick..."

All of my momentum was shattered and my self-esteem was gone. I even forgot the fact that I did a number close with a cute African American girl this morning.

I kept overanalyzing this shit, I thought, "Was there something wrong with my hair? Did I smell bad? Was I going too heavy with the kino? Am I ugly? Fat?" This nearly shattered me, guys.

But now I realize she was just not attracted to me or perhaps she was so drunk she accidentally put her dads number in. I'm not attracted to some women for the same reason women aren't attracted to some men. You can't force attraction. That was a bitch move by the girl, she could have said she isn't interested in me or lied about having a boyfriend (she said she was single after I asked her if she had a boyfriend) instead of saying, "Yeah definitely! I'd love to get to know you!" and giving me a random phone number.

Now I said this is refreshing for me because I wasted only 30 minutes at the club and 2 minutes to call the number she gave me.

I've wasted months being an AFC with girls. I would stay in the friendzone for months before having the balls to ask a girl out. I did so much for days, weeks, and months to win a girl's affection with friendship, compassion, and small gifts. I can't get all the time I wasted back when I was a little bitch.

This time I only wasted 32 minutes with this girl before realizing I should move on. It would have been better if she told me to fuck off when I asked for her number but whatevs. Now I can move on and I didn't cause myself emotional damage and i didn't loose my dignity like before in the friendzone and I didn't waste valuable time.

Plus, I just remembered I scored a number with a really cute African American girl who is also intelligent and funny. I love me some chocolate, fellas. I will persist and I will endure until I reach victory!