We had another night on the town with Uncle Brian last night. This night already seemed different than the first. I already seemed less nervous and more experienced than the night before. We started off at a local, upscale pool hall. We walked in, got a few drinks and then scoped out the situation. We noticed a group of 3 girls by themselves at a table and then we noticed that there was a birthday party or something going on for a black family. The group of 3 girls seemed almost unapproachable. They were all staring at their phones, not making eye contact, and just seemed to be uninterested in talking to anybody. We got a table closer to them and within 5 minutes of sitting near them, they had gotten up and left.
We shot pool for a little bit while trying to scope out the situation a little more but it seemed like every girl in the bar was already talking to some other guy. We left this bar and ended up going to more of an upscale club where we had some interesting experiences.
Brian was putting in some serious work here at the club. Literally, the two hottest blondes walked by and it was one of those situations where you just know they are several leagues ahead of you in looks, so you don't even think about trying. I get distracted with some other girls and, no more than 10 minutes later, Brian is pulling these gorgeous blondes onto the dance floor. He was trying to hook them up with Billy and I but they were both at least 3 inches taller than both of us and they made it clear that it wasn't really going to happen.
We almost chalked it up for a night after the club but I decided that I at least wanted to try and walk up to a group of girls and talk to them. Whether it was me walking up and failing or me actually succeeding, I wanted to get one under my belt. I knew I would have to fail several times before I would finally succeed. It seems to be basically a numbers game.
So we went into the neighboring bar to the club. Before I could work up the courage, Brian spotted a couple of older women, one of which was also a gorgeous blonde woman and started chatting them up. As that conversation ended, I spotted a group of 3 Asian girls all by themselves towards the end of the bar. I worked up the courage, or the liquid courage was finally kicking in, walked over there and told them how my Uncle and cousin thought they were cute but were too embarrassed to come talk to them. They started asking about going out with my uncle, I asked them their relationship and the conversation was underway. A few minutes later as I was running out of steam and the conversation started to die, Brian happens to walk up and then Billy follows. It was perfect timing and definitely saved the situation. We broke out into group conversation about nothing that really matters or that anybody will ever remember which lasted for a few minutes. Then somehow, with the help of Brian, I was sort of re positioned where I was getting some 1:1 conversation with the only girl I found attractive in the group. We started chatting, then Billy and Brian walked away because the conversation with the other girls kind of stopped. I told her that we should meet up sometime and that I should get going. She agreed that we should meet up, so I asked for her number and she was happy to give it to me.
The whole experience of walking up to these girls was far less painful than you imagine it being in your head. You live the scenario 100 times in your head and every time it seems to crash and burn. But somehow, it pulls through.
Next time I will go into more detail of the important things rather than a synopsis of the night. I enjoy stories where I know what people are thinking and feeling, not just events of what happened.
Sunday, January 4, 2015
Saturday, January 3, 2015
First Night Out with the Neighbor
I've forged a new relationship with my next door neighbor recently. He's a middle aged calculus teacher at a local community college and high school. We built our friendship on, what other than...cars. I recently got a new exotic car (a Lotus Exige) that he happened to see in my garage one day and wanted to meet me ever since. He finally caught me one of the days pulling into the garage. We started talking and I found out that he was thinking about getting a Ferrari.
Fast forward a couple of months and my best friend Billy is visiting to help fix the radiator on my Lotus. Billy meets Brian and we all three hit it off talking about girls, cars, sex and any other foul things we can come up with. Billy and I are both not very outgoing people and not great at meeting girls, both of which Brian seems to be very comfortable with. Eventually we come up with the idea of going out with the intentions of picking up girls using the cover of "Uncle Brian". And thus the legend was born...
So there we are last night, two "brothers" and "Uncle Brian" at one of the local bars. The first part of the night was more of Brian sort of teaching and telling us what works for him and us just kind of shooting the shit looking for girls. We end up spotting two girls kind of against the wall at the bar. A few minutes of talking about them and sort of catching each other's eyes, Uncle Brian walks over to them with the intention of using Billy and I as an "in". He tells them that we think they are cute and that we are too afraid to come talk to them. She tells Brian to tell us to come over, we do and the magic begins.
From the get go, I could tell Brian was good at carrying on conversations like this with strangers. Something that Billy and I are both fairly terrible at. I find that when I talk to girls I don't know, there are lots of nulls and awkward silences in the conversations. Brian executed almost flawlessly in this area. He would let Billy and I chime in whenever and talk to these girls but would quickly rescue the conversation while I'm trying to think of something to say or trying to remember what one of the girls did for a living or trying to remember her name...
The conversation eventually starts going slightly dull and Brian cuts it off and tells them that we'll see them around. We go back to our seats and start planning the next move.
We decided that we would invite them to a new bar that we were thinking about going to. So, Brian (reoccurring theme with him walking up to the girls) walks up to them and asks.
So we all start walking to the next bar, I get some 1:1 time with one of the girls and Brian is chatting up the other girl. Just small talk about where she lives/goes to school and what she does for a living.
We get to the next bar and order a few beers. This is where something interesting to note happens. Both girls say that they only want water (one uses the DD excuse, the other uses some other excuse). Brian ends up buying them shots of whiskey and makes up something about how he got them for free because the bartender thought they were cute. They totally bought it and, almost willingly, took the shots.
The pool and chatting continues for a little while and the girls say that they were on their way. I have the self debate of either asking for the girls number or not. I end up deciding not to. This was either because I was too much of a pussy, or that I was not super interested in the girl as it is. I like to think it was more of the latter, but who knows, the mind works in interesting ways. Billy however, brings up how hes going to run after the girls and get their numbers. He does indeed run after them. The story wasn't really clear here but apparently he asked for their number but somehow ended up giving one of the girls his number and then she also asked for mine.
We all chalked it up as a bittersweet victory. Billy was disappointed because he did not understand something that Brian kept reiterating. "It's extremely rare to meet a girl and bring her home the same night that you meet her." Billy seemed to sort of put all his eggs in that basket and was hung up on them leaving. I feel like I was more realistic about the situation but was also empathetic with how Billy felt in this situation.
There was another group of girls that Billy and Brian were talking to while I was talking to one of my co-worker friends. This group was probably mostly in their 30's and like 3 of the 4 of them were married. Brian seemed to try to be making a square fit into a circle.
We left that bar and went to a club where we had a few interesting experiences that will have to wait until next time.
Fast forward a couple of months and my best friend Billy is visiting to help fix the radiator on my Lotus. Billy meets Brian and we all three hit it off talking about girls, cars, sex and any other foul things we can come up with. Billy and I are both not very outgoing people and not great at meeting girls, both of which Brian seems to be very comfortable with. Eventually we come up with the idea of going out with the intentions of picking up girls using the cover of "Uncle Brian". And thus the legend was born...
So there we are last night, two "brothers" and "Uncle Brian" at one of the local bars. The first part of the night was more of Brian sort of teaching and telling us what works for him and us just kind of shooting the shit looking for girls. We end up spotting two girls kind of against the wall at the bar. A few minutes of talking about them and sort of catching each other's eyes, Uncle Brian walks over to them with the intention of using Billy and I as an "in". He tells them that we think they are cute and that we are too afraid to come talk to them. She tells Brian to tell us to come over, we do and the magic begins.
From the get go, I could tell Brian was good at carrying on conversations like this with strangers. Something that Billy and I are both fairly terrible at. I find that when I talk to girls I don't know, there are lots of nulls and awkward silences in the conversations. Brian executed almost flawlessly in this area. He would let Billy and I chime in whenever and talk to these girls but would quickly rescue the conversation while I'm trying to think of something to say or trying to remember what one of the girls did for a living or trying to remember her name...
The conversation eventually starts going slightly dull and Brian cuts it off and tells them that we'll see them around. We go back to our seats and start planning the next move.
We decided that we would invite them to a new bar that we were thinking about going to. So, Brian (reoccurring theme with him walking up to the girls) walks up to them and asks.
So we all start walking to the next bar, I get some 1:1 time with one of the girls and Brian is chatting up the other girl. Just small talk about where she lives/goes to school and what she does for a living.
We get to the next bar and order a few beers. This is where something interesting to note happens. Both girls say that they only want water (one uses the DD excuse, the other uses some other excuse). Brian ends up buying them shots of whiskey and makes up something about how he got them for free because the bartender thought they were cute. They totally bought it and, almost willingly, took the shots.
The pool and chatting continues for a little while and the girls say that they were on their way. I have the self debate of either asking for the girls number or not. I end up deciding not to. This was either because I was too much of a pussy, or that I was not super interested in the girl as it is. I like to think it was more of the latter, but who knows, the mind works in interesting ways. Billy however, brings up how hes going to run after the girls and get their numbers. He does indeed run after them. The story wasn't really clear here but apparently he asked for their number but somehow ended up giving one of the girls his number and then she also asked for mine.
We all chalked it up as a bittersweet victory. Billy was disappointed because he did not understand something that Brian kept reiterating. "It's extremely rare to meet a girl and bring her home the same night that you meet her." Billy seemed to sort of put all his eggs in that basket and was hung up on them leaving. I feel like I was more realistic about the situation but was also empathetic with how Billy felt in this situation.
There was another group of girls that Billy and Brian were talking to while I was talking to one of my co-worker friends. This group was probably mostly in their 30's and like 3 of the 4 of them were married. Brian seemed to try to be making a square fit into a circle.
We left that bar and went to a club where we had a few interesting experiences that will have to wait until next time.
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