Miscalibrated all night… sad face.

HAHAHA, I soooo knew I was going to jinx myself by talking myself up in my head.  I kind of deserved last night, for being a blow hard.

Sebastian and I met up at Purdy Lounge.  Shoestring and another guy met up with us there, but they eventually took off, they weren’t feeling the place.  I probably did 10-15 approaches and I got blown out of every single one of them.  And I honestly wish that it didn’t effect me, but it did, and by the end of the night my confidence was a little shot.

My miscalibration was that I was being too weird and coming off creepy.  I really wasn’t conscious about it.  Nonex didn’t come out last night, and him and I usually work so well together because we’re so analytical that if a set doesn’t hook in one way or another, him and I will sit back and discuss and really calibrate well.

Truthfully, it’s something that I need to start doing just by myself, but having a good wing is really important to me for that reason.

But, there was something really good which is that I didn’t fall back into that entertainer role that I had been doing for a while, and I’m just being a lot more comfortable.  And actually that’s how I’m framing the whole “lean back” mentality, because the “lean back” stuff wasn’t making very much sense to me.  I just walk into a set, open, and talk to them very comfortably.

I just really should’ve turned down the weirdness a little bit.  It was try hard, for sure.

Also, another note, Sebatian and I went to Ted’s Hideaway to just get some water, chill for a little bit, and so that he could talk to one of his FBs who is a bartender there.

When we were there, one of the bartenders who is like a 20, was throwing her sexuality EVERYWHERE.  It was like she was a slug leaving her pussy juices all over the bar.  She was a total VALIDATION whore.  It was incredible.  Every single person she talked too had eyes on them like they wanted to fuck her afterwards.  Girls, guys, old men, the dog in the corner.

She came over by us, and I just gently touched her hand, because she was leaning on the bar and I said to her, “do you realize you’re the devil?”  And she gives me the “fuck me” eyes.  And I said, “don’t give me that look, I see you flirting with every single person in the bar, you even have the girls wanting to fuck you, but that shit doesn’t work on me.”  Then I just leaned back, and she leaned back and we just were staring at each other.  She didn’t flirt, she didn’t smile she was just measuring me up, and I was just leaning back.  Of course, another customer grabbed her attention away, but while she was running around the bar, she kept giving me looks.

On our way out, she’s walking around the outside of the bar to take drink orders, and I walk by her, tap her shoulder and just say, “I’m not impressed” and walk away without looking for her reaction.  I did turn to look over my shoulder and she was just standing there staring at me with her middle finger up, and I gave her the cockiest smile I could manage and then left.

I think if we would’ve stayed I could’ve gamed her really easily.  It would all be a matter of selfcontrol of just not falling for her shit.  Like Badboy says, gaming 9’s and 10’s are easy, because you just keep giving them shit and never showing interest.  Never fall through their traps until your feeling their warm, creamy center with your meat finger.