Missed Connection 321 upvotes | November 18, 2015 | by The_Titleist ------------------------- SUMMARY: Sometimes when you miss a surefire lay, fate gifts you a second chance. I saw the same girl twice on my commute. Pussied out round one, manned up round two. ------------------------- BODY: This FR begins last Wednesday, on my commute: Commuting is commuting, it’s routine. I do it every day, same train, same subway, same destinations. I often see familiar faces on this commute but never anything more than an acknowledging nod in their direction and back down to my iPad. Wednesday was different; I got on at the same station at the same time and found the first open seat to be next to a cute girl, HB7 by my metric, we will call her Sugar. Like any other commute, I said nothing, just observing naturally as she applied her makeup. She is thin, has blonde hair, no wrinkles on her hands or eyes, a freckle on her cheek. She is just staring into her Instagram app using the camera as a mirror. _USING INSTAGRAM AS A MIRROR..._ +1 to my slut radar She is simultaneously engulfed in several conversations. I know this because she has a super annoying text tone. The kind you can’t help but look at. _SHE’S RECEIVED TEXT MESSAGES FROM NO LESS THAN 3 DIFFERENT GUYS NAMES ON A MORNING COMMUTE…_ +1 to my slut radar She is wearing a pretty cute yet still professional dress to work, however... _FISHNET STOCKINGS UNDER HER BUSINESS ATTIRE…_ +1 to my slut radar (ok this last one is a bit of a stretch but the other two had me making assumptions) This girl is a̶n̶ ̶a̶t̶t̶e̶n̶t̶i̶o̶n̶ a whore. I’ve been doing this long enough to know it when I see it. This is where I pussied out. (Yes, even The_Titleist misses sure fire opportunities to open a slut) I hamstered it in my brain (yes, this happens to men too) that it was the morning and even I would hate it if someone opened me up and talked to me on the train. _IT’S NOT EVEN 9 AM_. Besides, I had another plate that was coming over. I move on without worrying about what could have been. 24 hours pass and I’m standing at my station waiting to get on the train. I get on, and wouldn’t you know it, the first open seat has THE SAME GIRL sitting there. I DON’T MISS AN OPPORTUNITY TWICE I sit down next to her. She is doing the same routine as yesterday. _TIME TO OPEN THIS GIRL UP_ TT – “You don’t have a mirror at your house?” (I like to open in such a way that she is qualifying herself to me immediately) She looks over and laughs after she recognizes that it’s the same guy from yesterday. HB7 – “Haha, I do, but it passes the time on the train and you can’t commute without a good commuting selfie” _SLUT CONFIRMED_ TT – “Of course. Where do you get on?” HB7 – “I get on at [Station Stop]” TT – “Well if this is going to be a regular thing I better introduce myself. I’m The_Titleist” HB7 – “Nice to meet you TT, I’m Sugar” We have general chit chat about how she now lives in the town I grew up in and I continue to tease her for turning the train car into a public restroom. This goes on for about five minutes and the conversation dies naturally. I let it die; _THERE IS NO NEED TO FORCE ANYTHING, YET_. I open up my iPad and play some chess, she returns to her makeup and we ride together in silence like any other commute, only this time, I have her hamster spinning over me. We reach our destination and I look her in the eye. TT – “If you get on the train at [Station Stop], then you know where [Local Bar] is.” Her eyes light up as if she had just gotten fucked in the bathroom there before walking to the train. Sugar – “Of course! I love that place! I live across the street from [Other Local Bar] and a block away from [Local Bar].” _GIVING AWAY MORE INFORMATION THAN IS NEEDED…_ This one is all but in the bag. TT – “We should meet up there tonight” I give her my I’M GOING TO FUCK YOU THE SECOND I SEE YOU THERE face Sugar - “Oh I can’t, I have something going on with friends” _SHIT TEST IDENTIFIED_ TT – (pause) “Shame” I get up to leave. _COUNTER WITH DISMISSAL_ Sugar - “But if you’re going to be there on Friday we can” _SHIT TEST PASSED_ TT - “Cool, what’s your number? I don’t want to lose track of you.” Sugar - “it’s (###) ###-####” TT - “I’ll see you then” We go our separate ways. I meet up with her on Friday at [Local Bar]. She knew what she was there for. The second I mention that I live by myself she is ready to leave. ------------------------- CONCLUSIONS: -Women are everywhere, and they want YOU to talk to them. -If you see the signs, DO NOT HESITATE. Life does not often give you second chances. -When you hold frame and you have awareness of game, GETTING LAID IS EASY. DID YOU LIKE MY POST? READ MY BLOG: ALPHAASWHAT.COM [http://alphaaswhat.com/] ------------------------- Archived from https://theredarchive.com/post/38238