At 33 I have become a chad. I can tell because of how I feel internally and because of how the world and women respond to me externally. It is a surreal way of existence akin to being famous, I imagine. But with great power comes great responsibility.

Just now I was sitting at my university's courtyard, which is a common place for students to eat and study between classes. I was locked in and looking good--strong developed body builder frame from weeks of consistent lifting and impeccable diet. I had my fresh $50 cut I got from my barber the weekend prior, the university sweater, and my trusty White Kicks.

As I was grooving with my studies, the most gorgeous F10 sat a few feet away from me. She was blonde, young, her face was beautiful and her body was perfect and slender. She positioned her body directly at me; sitting cross legged, with her leg tip twirling at me provocatively, she buried her face into her phone while twirling her golden locks. With my peripheral vision I saw this was happening but with headphones on and deep into my learning, my brain was lagging behind. When I realized I should probably open this girl, she was already gone.

This made me realize that at this point in my journey, I have the looks, the personality, the swag--I have everything I need except for one thing--game on tap. I am now going to change that and it will start with one very simple mission: I will design an overarching three step opening sequence that will aways be the same regardless if I am opening a girl at a Russian mall, or at a university coffee shop in America. Wherever and whenever, the trusty sequence will be basic, easy to remember, and applicable to any situation and to any girl I encounter. I will study the greats and how they approach, paying attention to the first few things they say to girls and how they say it.

 After this sequence is minted and internalized, I will share it here so that me or anyone else will never be caught off guard if the moment presents itself. To be continued…