Reply #25 DArtagnan's post
I was out to a local bar last weekend. The band was playing.., I know a few other locals and we chat. The crowd is mixed on weekends between the older "regulars", like me, and the young party-crowd that only comes on weekends.
I head for smoke on the terrace. A young beauty is out there, maybe 20 or 21. (I dont chase gals this young). Anyway, she was super cute, quite tipsy, and was surrounded by 3 guys her age desperately trying to pick her up. I was close enough to hear their conversation and it was almost comical how hard they were trying to engage her in conversation and impress her. She sees me smoking and comes over to ask for one. I give her one, light it for her, and mention that I've never seen her here before.
And that was all it took. She proceeded to tell me way more than I wanted to know about how she ended up in this particular bar, how she got her name, what her plans in LA are, and that she loves to dance and hopes I will dance with her tonite. (!!) I told her "maybe later, come find me if you want". The 3 guys hovered the whole time, getting fucking steamed about the whole thing. I couldnt help but laugh to myself. Anyway, they leave and go inside.
An hour or so later. I go inside to watch the band, I'm standing by the bar and tapping my foot. I spot her on the dancer-floor (mmm, good god she's a hottie. She cant dance for shit though...). Anyway, all 3 of the guys are out there dancing with her. Good lord, I thought..., that looks fuckin pathetic. Anyway, she spots me, and I smile with a small wave. She leaves the dance floor and comes to me (leaving the 3 guys to dance with themselves -- fuckn hell, it was embarrassing watching them). She joins me and says "You promised to dance with me...". I told her she "has way more guys dancing with her than she needs". She lingers for a drink, and I slowly watch as the gay-threesome on the dancefloor finally breaks up and they separately creep off the floor. I tell her that "your posse seems to have abandoned you". She turns and drunkenly says, "Good. A break from them. They'll be back as soon as I smile at one". Yep. Ugly. She's happy to tease these guys all nite.. free drinks, adoring compliments, and can act anyway she pleases with instant forgiveness.
Then the waitress (who I know every well, this is my local hangout afterall, so I do act like a "good boy" here) came by and says in my ear with a smirk "What are you doing, Wander? She's half your age". I smile, "Yeah, I know..., just flirting, it's fun..., but dont worry, July, my love for you remains strong and pure". She swats me. Hehe... flirting with both concurrently now.
I told this tale for a reason. Know when to bail-out. Gals LOVE the attention and some will tease it out of men they have absolutely ZERO intention of screwing or dating. It was pathetic how she had those 3 guys on her beck-and-call and yet would just abandon them on a whim to go flirt and drink with someone else. They were too damn stupid to see it. Anyway, she insists on putting her number into my phone. A sloppy prolonged affair where my waitress raised on eyebrow and I had to simply shrug my shoulders and mimic a "silly-drunk-girl" motion. So, in the end, her attention cost me a cigarette -- and ended up getting a waitress that I DO like to boldly show her interest. Awesome.
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