FR#10: Meeting Mystery; Zerg Tactics

Title: The Designer, Meeting Mystery, and PUA Zerg Tactics

Date: 2009-10-18 Sunday

Place--F Train, Ripley Grier Studios in NYC, Pianos Lounge

Time--03:00

4 Approached

3 Hooked

1 #Closed

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Today, I am taking a friend's kid to a play date. Cool - I love meeting new children, not to mention hot, sargeable moms. Is that evil? In my defense, even if I could go all the way, I would not - most of the time! Besides, I run game on everyone - for instance, PU has improved my babysitting; kids respect me more and thus behave better.

We arrive and yes, it's just the mom - a total babe - and her kid. Her daughter is adorable and the two kids get along well.

The mother and I fluff as the kids play, and before I know it, five hours pass! I still feel like that loser who has AA problems, but it seems I am getting over them. This lady wines and dines clients all day long and knows how to talk, so it was not all me, but I am improving.

We get home at six. After a five-minute dinner, I grab my gear and sprint to the subway. Here I come, Mystery!
On the way, an image of Mystery flashes in my mind: "To get good at this, your game needs to always be on - on the street, on the subway, everywhere! Did any of you open sets on the way here?" Okay, I thought to myself, I better sarge on the subway just in case.

I enter the subway and see a black woman with a nice body. I move to sit next to her when I realize she is 40-something and not that pretty. Kids - when sarging, always wear your contacts or glasses.
I turn around. A cute black girl sits with a notebook on her lap. She's bundled up so I can't rate her, but she has a very sweet look to her and a good body. It's the 1/2 second rule, baby, so I sit down and AA has no chance to rear its ugly head.

I pull two contact lenses out of my pocket and start sticking them in my eyes. Mystery advises guys to be willing to blow their nose in front of HBs. This act shows comfort as it disqualifies the girl because you are not trying to impress. Probably putting in contacts has a similar effect.

As I get the first contact in, I open: "You look tired. Coming home from school or something?"

We fluff. All the while, I'm trying to kino and throw light negs. At some point, offers me her number and Facebook. Later, she puts on lip gloss and I throw some Juggler at her: "If you're putting that on because you think there'll be kissing later, you're moving a bit too fast!" I pull out chap stick and say, "Well, just in case." She then she eats a Listerine patch and offers me one with a sly grin on her face. She then agrees to a day 2 with me, so I'm going to call her on Tuesday to see if we can hang out. [Update: She flaked!]

My stop arrives and I get up to leave. She leaves with me - even though this isn't her stop! I say, "I've got to go, but let me have one for the road --" and I lean in for a kiss. She gives me her cheek and I pull her in to get her lips, but just get the other cheek. She's grins and gives me a hug before I go.

Much later, when I finally get back to my place, I go to the mPUA Chat Room and ask Chief about it. He agrees that the place was too public for a kiss close. I wish I had realized that at the time. Chief recommended that on the day 2, when I isolate her, I should tell her, "Last time was too public for this, but now..." then close. I'm eager to see if the routine works.

To be continued...

Continuation...

I arrive at the seminar. The place is packed. As we stand in line, I fluff several PUAs. We get in and Mystery begins. He covers basic MM, then gets esoteric on us - which is fun. Is it worth $20? Nope - but that's not what I'm here for.

Mystery ends and everybody goes up to get a picture. Icon worship isn't my scene, so I hang back and try to contact some of the local rAFCs I corresponded with online. We fluff at the back of the room until two PUAs - who I've named TightPants and PeaCoat - rally everyone for an organized sarge.

As TightPants and PeaCoat, their eyes gleam with confidence, their body language - strong and self-assured. They definitely know Pick Up.

We split into groups: those going to a lounge called Pianos, and those going elsewhere. I decide to stick with TightPants and PeaCoat. I came here to see PUAs in action - that is why I forked over $20.

As we filter from the room, I say some stuff to TightPants, then roll off. I try to act alpha and have a couple of guys speaking with me while I roll off and take some contact info. I make some comment to attract the attention of TightPants and everything works out - he offers me his number.

I start asking him questions about natural game vs. canned game and PeaCoat listens in. I discover TightPants is interning with an NYC mPUA named Lupin. PeaCoat is also working or interning somewhere - perhaps also with Lupin. PeaCoat begins talking with me, rattling off the party line about teaching competence versus confidence - canned material versus natural game. After all, nobody starts out as a natural. PeaCoat has a point.

Over the past ten days, I have wrestled with the question of how to study Pick Up. I am no natural and I am not at the point where I can go into a set and create effective situational openers on the spot. I need a starting point - and the starting point is canned material.

Many canned routines were created based on situational observations. In theory, the more I know, the more attune I will be to the different aspects of any given scene - hair, nails, face, emotional state, surroundings, recent happenings, media, cinema, TV, etc.

I have decided that I will memorize pages of routines - openers, negs, patterns, DHVs, anything. I will memorize pieces of advice, lines to say in different situations, words of wisdom. Most importantly, I will continue to aggressively sarge several times per week. Later, I will return to the books when I have a better reference point to apply theories and set management techniques.

It is my hope, this curriculum represents a good balance between canned and natural game. Not only will I develop the confidence that PUAs possess, but I will also have the technical ability to get precisely what I want out of any set.

On the way to Pianos, we fluff a bit, and I try to talk a lot with TightPants and PeaCoat. They really impress me - at every moment, I feel like they are gaming me. I get distracted by a cute girl and TightPants kinos my attention into the conversation. I start to lose interest; PeaCoat moves away and I find myself stepping towards him to follow, only to realize he was just rolling off. They start showing me very natural sounding openers and DHVs - all of which are true (I hope), though delivered not without a measure of artistic freedom they admit.

As we move out of the subway, an Asian 9 waits patiently by the entrance with a suitcase - she can't enter with all us rAFCs and PUAs pouring out. PeaCoat touches her scarf, "This is such a nice scarf!" He turns his head away and her face breaks into a huge smile. It's PeaCoat's warm up. PeaCoat later explains that he looks away to show that the compliment is for free - no poorly-hidden agenda to number close or fuck close lies behind it like an HB might expect. This is why that opener was so effective, and as we walk away, PeaCoat tells her precisely how he would stack into hooking the girl.

Five minutes later, PeaCoat suddenly is not by my side. I turn and hear, "How about a New York hug?" Two women are hugging him just like that. I know these sets are nothing, but seeing PU for the first time leaves me giddy.

I end up talking with another PUA - I'll call him TallAsian - though he is not quite hardcore (he later admits he has trouble escalating). He recommends that I sarge a lot and pay close attention to the body language of my sets so that I can develop good kino habits. Later, explains that anytime there is an interrupt in a set - whether a wingman enters or just someone random - you need to focus on and open that person. This effectively neutralizes the damaging effect of the interrupt by pulling the new obstacle into your reality. Good idea.

As we talk, TallAsian and I become separated from the pack. I call TightPants and we get to Pianos.

I spend 15 minutes observing these guys work - they are aggressive, effective, and in short order, it feels the entire lounge has been blown open by swarming PUAs, like black locusts in their leather jacks.

TallAsian introduces me into a set and I work it a bit. Eventually, one of the women asks me if I know all the social butterflies who have taken over the bar. I glance around and see TightPants, PeaCoat, TallAsian, and several others bouncing around and working sets. I turn back, "Social butterflies? Yeah, they're probably the guys I know." She tells me we remind her off that VH1 show. She turns to her friend.

"What was the name of that show...?"

"The Pick Up Arist," I answer.

"Yeah, that's it! I love that show!"

"We were just talking with Mystery not forty minutes ago," I throw at her. She grins - of course she doesn't believe me. I ignore that fact. "See that guy over there? He works with a company that trains people." She looks over and sees PeaCoat.

"You guys are way too aggressive. You can't get women like that."

"What do you mean?"

"That guy [PeaCoat] was talking to these girls next to me and kept hitting me with his arms and shit. You guys are way too aggressive!" That she's grouping me with PeaCoat seems odd to me, but I tell her she's probably right. We fluff for a bit until I roll off.

Thinking back, I find it cool that despite her initial disbelief about Mystery, she quickly accepted the fact simply because I pretended to assume she believed me.

I contemplate heading home, but TallAsian points out a PUA and a girl sitting together. "Sparrow, give him some kino and tell him, 'Thanks for telling me about this place! I'm having a blast!' then tell the other girls at the table that your tired and want a seat." I do it and I get into the set. I ask the PUA's girl to introduce me and that's how the set opens. I fluff a bit, but then zero in on the HB7 of the group - an adorable Asian with a silky Irish accent.

We start talking and time flies - I kino a bit and she reacts positively, but I'm not sure how to go further. Twenty minutes pass. An hour passes. We are still talking.

Eventually, she goes to the bathroom and I roll off to get some advice. TightPants tells me to get locked into the set - sit down somehow - then get the girl to move around the lounge with me. This way, I can isolate her and try to kiss close. Later, I can get her to bounce.

Well, I go back and...just talk with her. I forget about all the advice and actually start telling her about PUAs and techniques, and I even tell her that I had just gone for advice. She seems to find it interesting spends the next hour telling me how she feels about it as I explain certain aspects. Eventually, I get the e-mail of one of her friends, and as the group is about to leave, I try to get this Asian's e-mail as well. Suddenly, all the rapport we had developed seems to vanish and she mumbles a good-bye as she rushes out. I stand there feeling crushed - this is easily the worst rejection I've ever felt in my life.

All the other PUAs had left, so I just exit the bar. Later, Chief tells me the girl was probably disappointed - she was probably expecting a kiss or sex or something more than just a request for her e-mail. The whole thing leaves me feeling terrible - mostly because I will never know if I let an incredible night with an incredible girl slip away.

C'est la vie.