There are the girls that you WANT and the girls that YOU CAN GET. Hopefully, there’s an overlap so that you can actually GET some of the girls you WANT. Too many guys bash their heads against the walls of girls they can’t get because they’re blinded by the fact that they WANT them.

There are girls that won’t kick it to me because I’m not tall enough or I don’t dress the way they like or I’m not rich enough or I don’t own a car or they think they know something about me from reading what I post on the internet or a million other reasons. I couldn’t possibly care any less. :D Makes no difference whatsoever, because there are lots of OTHER chicks who like me as-is.

There’s this chick that I see every once in a while that I would invite out for drinks, except every time I see her, she looks at me like I’m about to attack her hahaha :D .. COULD I get around that? Of course. Is it worth the time and effort? Probably not, because she doesn’t know anything about me to be looking at me like that so she’s probably operating off of BAGGAGE that she’s accumulated over the years that I don’t want to have anything to do with.

If a chick can’t be pleasant when you tell her “good morning”, she’s probably not worth a damn anyway.

One of the best things guys can do for themselves is be realistic about the kinds of girls they can pull so they don’t waste time on the chicks that are “out of their league” and maximize their time ‘doing the business’.

Yeah, you have really good points there, Frank. I can clearly see his style working on a certain type of female, except he was talking to a *different* type of female. She already makes her own money. She already has her own apartment. She already has guys kickin’ it to her. She’s already seen his ‘kind’ so many times that he was clearly a diluted version of the real thing. As a matter of fact, when he first started talking to us, he announced he was in X profession. After about 10 minutes, he took a call or ordered something from the bartender and she turns to me and says “He said he’s an X, but I really think he’s a Y”. Of course, it turned out that he WAS a Y. Unfortunately, he was talking to a chick that saw him coming.

I’ve been lucky to gain experience with a wide range of females. I can hang with rich chicks, bum chicks, burger-flipping chicks, dumb chicks, intelligent chicks, overweight chicks, emaciated chicks, religious chicks… I really can’t think of a category that I’m not comfortable with. That definitely makes me project that comfort onto other guys and think that they just played the wrong style when they may very well only have ONE style to work with.

Unfortunately, he’ll never get better. Guys like that keep it up with their one style until they catch something… not meaning a disease, meaning a chick. They feel like their style is viable and it’s just an issue of pot luck whether the chick goes for it or not. Meanwhile, they could have played things completely differently and received different results.

Here’s what he SHOULD have done… My girl is planning to buy something soon as far as real estate. There’s no way he would have known this, but he should have asked her enough about herself to figure this out. He should have then told her that he was TIGHT with brokers that often have really good listings. *THIS* would have gotten her to call him for her own selfish interests of buying an apartment/house. He could have dangled that carrot in front of her face and parlayed that into a dinner meetup or two and seen where he could have gone from there. There was no way he was going to get the rap off of his looks and personality, so he should have figured out something she wanted and Acted As If he could hook her up with that.

He also should have figured out who I was to her. Once he knew I had no interest in shutting his game down, he could have acted friendly towards me instead of being standoffish and dismissive… but yeah, I see what you mean. I’m sure he didn’t sit down at the bar thinking tactically. I’m sure he was like “What luck! I’m sitting next to a cute chick. Let me see what I can do”.

I need to make “Dating Coach” cards and hand them out to these chumps that I see fumbling raps left and right. :D

For instance.. What if I had been a coworker of hers and he would have rolled in and kicked game to her?.. She wouldn’t have been able to accept his rap without looking like a ho or at least being gossiped about as such back at our office… ESPECIALLY if she had been my superior at work.

What if I had been a guy that just met her and took offense to him interrupting me? What if I had been a friend of her current boyfriend and she didn’t want to get busted and he gave her his card all out in the open like that? He had no idea what he should have been doing because he had no idea what was going on at all. :)

As far as competition, damn skippy that’s fun! :D That’s a different story, though. Until you actually get the rap, all bets are off. I learned that the hard way after putting in minutes and minutes worth of raps to a chick, only to have some dude she liked show up and then I’m over before I even got started! :D

Actually, not only is it FUN, but it’s FUNNY! :D Your boy shows up and you’re like look. at. this. bastard. trying. to. cut. throat! :D and then you have to amp your game up, isolate her, get rid of him or shut his game down by making sure she hears you telling him something like “Oh.. Yo.. Your wife texted me and wanted me to tell you to stop at the store for bread on the way home!” >:)