I suck at getting approached by women

Posted: July 25, 2011 in Uncategorized

No, dear reader, I didn’t mistype the title. I didn’t mean to type, “I suck at approaching women”. I really did mean, “I suck at getting approached by women”.

Let me explain. As I go out more, get into better shape, dress better and move around venues more confidently, I get more approach invitations and get approached more often by women.

The truth is though, when I get approach invitations I often ignore them. When I get approached I often freeze, like a deer in the head lights. I just don’t know what to say or do. Being approached by women just seems to take me by surprise.

I think there are two factors a play here. Firstly, I’m not used to this much female attention. I’m not in the habit of taking advantage of these opportunities because it so rarely happened to me in the past. I need to get used to taking the ball and running with it when these things happen. This is just experience. I’ll get this just by continuing to go out.

The second point is something slightly different. It’s an inner game issue. When a girl who is an HB6 or lower gives me an approach invitation or approaches me, I assume she wants to fuck me. When the same thing happens with an HB7+ I assume she’s just messing me about. This tells me that deep down I don’t feel worthy of the more attractive women.

An example. I’m strutting through a busy central London club the other weekend. There’s a group of girls standing / dancing near a booth. I walk through the gap in the middle of them. I make eye contact with a blonde who was at least an HB7. I instantly eyefuck her as I do with any sexy lady that who makes eye contact with me in a club. She smiles, moves towards me and shoves her tits right into my chest. I assume she’s just messing with guys who walk by, so I carry on walking. I look back over my shoulder and some guy who was walking behind me is smiling at her. She waves him on. Maybe she wasn’t just messing with guys. Maybe she liked what she saw as I walked by. In the future I will strive to never have to ask myself the question, “What if…?”.

I once went to a whore house and didn’t get laid. True story.

Stats since 1st July:
60 approaches
8 number closes
3 kiss closes
1 f closes

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s