TheEarl Suffers an Off Nite, but Survives

All my numbers from the previous week flaked. This was a bummer as the weather is getting colder, dark earlier, and less and less girls walking around with each passing day.

Felt like shit in my stomach today after eating some weird mushroom beef thingy, but I HAVE TO GO OUT.

Got in the car, started ripping serious farts and thought I was gonna shit myself. Sucked it up, started doing Nar. Incant.
Go to the same bar I went to the week prior. No bouncer, no one around upfront and TONS of dudes. Not many hot girls.

I make my way down the bar. It is mostly AFCs with bad posture or groups of friends. I order a drink, and walk back down the bar. See two girls, the hot one is texting while her friend drinks alone. "Hey, put down the phone. Time to talk to real people. Shouldn't you have guys talking to you or have you been being mean 2nite?!"

I introduce myself, shake hands, and hold for an extra second while repeating the girl's names and holding eyecontact a bit longer. This ALWAYS works well. I can't hear the hot girl, so I use it as op to lean back and make her repeat to me.

Set was OK. The friend was more eager to talk at first, and I engaged both equally. But for fucks sake, they would put NO EFFORT into asking me anything, just talking on and on about themselves. I left so many open threads that hint about music, my career, travel, food, exercise...and they took NONE to ask me anything. I even hinted that I knew a famous country musician they like personally and have played his guitars backstage...but they were not taking any bait. I was not gonna stand there and brag.
The hot girl tells me she is a speech therapist of some kind. She mispronounces "speech therapy" so I make fun of her for that. She then says she teaches "techniques like swallowing." I stand with a playfully look and say ,"Really? Swallowing ... Did you study abroad in LA for new techniques?!" She laughed at that. The set kept going along, but only picked up speed when I asked the hot girl if she is outdoorsy. She opened up then, but after 20 mins of next to no IOIs and just them drolling on and on...I excused myself. No vibes.

See a decent older gal dancing infront of the band playing. I hold out my hand and stand like a statue until she takes it. Spin her, take both hands, goof off. She starts going wild. I grab her hotter friend. Start spinning her, 2 girls at once. When the song ends I figured I could start a solid set, but they just walk off. Skanks.

Still, I laughed at all the tools standing still around the dancing girls.

On my way back up front, walk past a table. Turn back and see a really hot girl at it. Walk up smiling, nudge her shoulder and say, "Hey...you are really fucking cute, I love that necklace. My name is XX" Start talking. I turn to intro myself to the friend, who was cool as shit and smiled and backed off, giving me the go-ahead. I say, "wow, just like that, no testyness? I win you like that! You are awesome!" Friend leaves the table. When has that ever happend???!!:thumbup:

I am happy because the girl was really hot and her friend was cool. I start making the LAMEST talk EVER. My goal was to talk more normally, and less entertainer-ish tonight. But I couldn't help noticing less enthusiastic responses, and it sounded to me like everything I said was some sort of half-baked lie. It just didn't feel right. Either way the girl seemed flattered. I start screening right away. I touch her arm.

The only thing going for me was strong as hell eyecontact, and I was dressed to kill. She mentions her BF, constantly. I say, "cool, relax, just a friendly chit chat" More talk, but it is lame as fuck. I turn to look around the table, and realize the girl is out with her parents and a few friends. LOL wow

The cool friend offeres to buy me/us shots. (I start thinking that I should have opened her instead:thumbdown Hottie makes a bit of effort, but only connection was based on my nonverbs. I literally watch her eyes dilate, while I continue to say the LAMEST, stupidest, really, really bad shit I have ever said. Maybe I should thank her for putting up with it for a while it was that bad.

Another friend at the table asks if she can show the target something for a sec. I say sure only for a sec. I count outloud ZERO, ONE. Ok it better be damn important. I introduce myself, "yeah I better get to know you all since I've kinda taken over the table!" She snottily says, "yeah you have." I say I don't give a crap, and turn and keep talking to target.

The rude girl asks her friend if she "wants to walk around" which is girl talk for fuck-off. I smile, knowing what she is up to and playfully tell her she is evil. Keep talking to target.

Target gets up, says it was great to meet me. I ignore that she is getting up and just stand there. Band starts play Brown Eyed Girl. "Oh hey! Van Morrison!" She touches my arm to say goodbye, while she walks away. I act indifferent "oh, ok later." While not looking at her. In retrospect she was being polite, but I assume only because she doesn't want to seem like a bitch. I stand there smiling and make them half to walk away. I was not about to aknowledge a rejection.

But then again, it probably would have gone better if I chose not to do Direct Game on a girl infront of her parents and friends LOL How was I supposed to know!?? I was just focused on her. And Direct feels cooler, because it just states your intent right away, no bullshitting around.

I left the bar after that, as I looked around and saw no other hot girls. GOD a bunch of hipster fatties, chics making NO EFFORT. I noted that the guys looked WAY BETTER than the girls on average, what is wrong with this world today?? I do not want to crawl around a bar with some hood rat on my arm.

This was really frustrating as I wanted a number so I could atleast have a prospect. But shit was not working out. I survived, but I am super bummed and pissed. It is WAY too hard for me to get any action. The world fucking hates me.

On one hand, I always get my foot in the door off the opener. These girls didn't notice me walk by, or were chatting away, and I completely interrupt them and get in sets easily. I am having trouble going RedMan style and working mixed sets and rooms. I am in a small farm town, and people are just not friendly or don't have the social skills to handle a brief banter. I just feel like its not in my cards, I am meant to role solo and hunt. One drawback of Reckless game, is that going in with nothing to say after my opener, I end up talking about the dumbest shit EVER. Like "are you having a great nite!" "I made eggs for breakfast!" "OMG on 11/11/11 I sang Journey extra loud in my car!" I trust that I make it funny/cool, but sometimes I think the look on the girls face seems confused or that it is a bit weird if they are not in the mood for banter. Almost as if they would prefer, "can i buy you a drink? Wahts your sign?" so at least they know how to react LOL But maybe that is the point of Reckless, break the pattern.

Millersville, PA.

Yeah, I'm in the "live with parents, save $$$" phase right now. Everywhere I'm looking for grad school is as far away as possible. Maybe be checking out Miami!! Cali!!!! Boston!!!