A smattering of Day Game

I’ve set a goal to improve my day game.  I have been pretty good at it in the first place, but I needed some work, because I wasn’t getting attraction (a bit of a theme).

After reading some FR’s on mASF I decided that I need to use direct openers, which instantly hit a wall of resistence within myself.  Going direct is not “safe” and it’s really putting yourself out there.  But getting proper game means not caring about about the outcome.  Who cares if it’s safe or not, it’s something I want to do, so I’m going to do it.  Fuck the world.

So for the next week, all through my day game, I’m going to Direct Approach.  Nothing else.  At least until I’m not nervous about it anymore.

Direct Approach 1
I saw this super hot, six foot tall (i love ‘em tall, short guy complex) chick waiting inline to order a sandwich at the grocery store.  I walked up to her from like 4 o’clock (directionally) tapped her arm, slightly leaned in and said, “I just have to tell you, you are absolutely adorable” she laughs really hard, blushes, says thank you.  I was on my way to work and I was SO nervous that I just needed to bail and said, “and look, if I wasn’t on my way to work, I would totally stay to get to know you better, but I really have to get going.”  Turned and walked away.  Interesting side note, she was looking around like she was on candid camera or something like that.  Hilarious.

Direct Approach 2
I was on the train going to work yesterday, and this short cute latina girl is standing infront of me while I’m sitting down.  The train is a little packed.  She goes to reach up to grab the overhead bar, but she can barely reach it.  I crack up, get out of my seat and tell her to sit down because otherwise I’d be laughing too hard at her reaching up for the bar on her tiptoes.  It got a really nice smile out of her, she was a cutie.

I didn’t want to direct opener her there, because I still wasn’t feeling comfortable enough to drop it on her and then stay in the set.  We get off the train, and I follow behind her a little bit, and I finally catch up and say, “look, I’m going to be kicking myself in the ass for the rest of the day if I don’t tell you, but you are a super cutie.”  She gave a really big smile, and I said, “keep smiling you look gorgeous like that.”

Again, I was SO nervous that when I turned away from her, my legs were shaking from the adrenaline rush.

Direct Approach 3
Today I was standing on the platform to catch the train, and this short little cutie comes up the escalator (for anyone interested, Miami has an above ground rail system).  I was standing about 15 feet away from her.  I usually have a hard time of just approaching, normally I’ll look for a proximity situation, and just open up that way.  Or when I’m just casually walking by, but not with the intent of approaching.

But I walk over to her anyways and very calmly say, “hey, I was standing over there, and I noticed that you were cute.  So I thought I’d come over, say hello, and find out more about you.  My name is Lex.”  She gave me a really nice smile and said hi.  I felt a little bit nervous, but I knew that I had to stay in set to get accustomed to it.  Also it was NO WHERE near as bad as the last two times.

I went into fluff, “are you from around here?”
Her: “yes, I grew up out west.”
Me: “oh cool (I was listening to pickup podcast yesterday and they said BANISH this from your vocab, I made a mental note).  Me too, I grew up in that area as well.  It was a weird area to grow up in.  Did you like it?”
Her: “yeah, it was nice.  What high school did you go to?”

And after she sent me that IOI it allowed us to go into banter.  I talked about my high school and how it was an odd high school to go to, and she told me that she knew some people that went there that liked it.  I did the Socialhitchhiker method of disqualifying myself and slightly agreeing but mainly disagreeing with her conveying nonattachment to her acceptance of me.

After that we talked for the rest of the train ride, and then on the metromover, and then walking into a building together.  So it must have been a good 25 to 30 minute conversation.  I did slight incidental kino on the train, nothing major.  When we were on the metomover station I did ever more incidental kino but that was it.  We were having pretty good banter, but truthfully the girl is still young, like 21 years old, and doesn’t have a lot going for her.  She has a boyfriend, is in school, and working.  I asked her what she was passionate about, and she honestly didn’t have an answer (a very unfortunately problem in Miami).

She told me that she was a jealous girlfriend, which I found a little funny.  I tried to #C her on the pretense that we get lunch together sometime, but she said that she thinks it would be wrong to give her number to a guy when she doesn’t let her boyfriend talk to other girls.  So I gave her my office phone number and told her to call me if she wanted to just have a good conversation.

*** Hopefully more to report on later.  But I can definitely feel the uncontrollable rush of adrenaline dying down a more and more each time.