Hey guys, as much as I’m a Grinch around this time of year, it is still 1 of my favorite times of the year to sarge [meeting women on the streets].
I take you back to December 24 th. 2011 with a repost.
By the way, this field report took place in the Caribbean before I’d relocated full time.
It’s 2 AM, just strolling in, tipsy as a man on the edge of a cliff, barely made it up my flight of stairs. :sick:
Hopefully I’m sober enough to even write this field report without slurring the message, so forgive me if I get sloppy.
Ok guys, for those who follow me on Twitter [account now deactivated], you would’ve known that I was out all night at a new bar on island.
I was supposed to meet up with a Canadian girl (an HB9), but she never showed [I showed up too late I believe], so I quickly settled into a usual rhythm.
There were lots of chicks strolling the streets outside the bar, so I decided to put my iPhone to whatever good use it has to snap some pics while my buddies run some street game.
Ok, before I entered the bar, I was chillin’ with my wingmen trying to pull some hotties out of a rental car while at the Square [a popular, hustle & bustle area on the island].
* [A crew of fatties congregating] 😉
* [My wingman for the night, “Box”, calls over the hottest one of the bunch to start gaming her. Apparently, she has a pouch on the tummy. Apart from that: she’s isn’t a bad pull. She’s tall as hell though [probably 6’1]!!!
* The chubby friend of the HB-Tall girl tries pulling the external interrupt by calling her over- she obliges.
This is why you must befriend the friend of the target [crucial mistake by Box].
As I analyzed the interaction, there were major girl code being tossed around, nevertheless, my boy Box stays persistent and bust on her for being the lap-dog to her friend.
This allowed him some extra time to game on.
* Ten minutes later, “Box” is still in-set not giving up easily as most guys would.
Persistence is key here guys [burn it to the fucking ground]!
The girl slowly walks off but my wingman stays persistent.
He was getting good vibes BTW! Just that her fat-fucking friend kept sabotaging the set!!! 😡
I could’ve occupied the obstacle [the plumper], but I was more concerned with breaking down the in-field dynamics which were taking place.
* We pulled up (in the renter car) beside 2 chicks who were standing in the fucking street virtually blocking traffic [they do that a lot here where they congregate in mid road]!
One was super-slim, the other OK. Nothing much happened.
*The fellaz stayed outside running street pick up while I went solo to the bar straight ahead.
* My first time in this new bar that just opened last week [no grenades here so far].
The 2 bartenders were hot as furnaces! One white, the other black.
Wow, these girls were drinking while bartending! Now that’s progressive!
*I don’t usually game hired guns [waiters, bartenders, strippers, etc.], but I chatted them up a bit.
The black one (on the left) is from NYC and the white chick is from Toronto.
My wings for the night shortly after entered the bar, we grabbed a table, few bottles [red wine and Smirnoff]…
I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking, but I went to the counter and said to the black bartender, “Do you still model”?
Must have been the alcohol talking to re-open with such a lame/AFC’ish question!!!
She gave me a “WTF” grimace so I said to her, “When we chatted earlier, you told me you modeled”.
The chat stalled, I’d C & B [Crashed and Burned]…
Adjacent to our table was a 4-set: 1 fat, the other 3 model-figured [no footage though].
I opened the set by saying to the chubby one [since she was the leader of the group/alpha female], “Hey, why don’t you be a nice girl and take my pic’? You’re taking everyone else’s pic’ in the damn bar. What happened to me”!!? 😆
That was a solid-banter line to break the ice [banter is the biggest part of my game].
As expected, she LOLs, grabs the camera from her girlie bag and took some photos of me and the boys.
Before I got to chat up her friends via introduction [I didn’t have a target in mind as yet], some orbiter tries AMOG’ing me to lower my value and blow me out of the set. But I employed the best AMOG destroyer tactic: simply ignored him!
[Note: “AMOG” is seduction jargon for cock-blocking or besting another person]
Found out that they were from the NY Tri-State area (Waterbury, Connecticut) down here for the holiday.
Before they left the bar, they told us to meet up with them at some party or club.
The details were sketchy (probably since they weren’t familiar with the island) ,so I didn’t even know where the hell to meet up with them!
* Key note here: It’s a must that you first open the leader of any set.
You cannot open a set by going straight for the target and ignoring the leader of the group.
You’ll get blown the fuck out via girl-code. So that’s why I’d opened the fat one since she was the loudest one (in other words leader of the set). So once you win her over, the other girls in her social circle MUST conform.
My boys bounced to the club, I was too tired and had a bit too much red wine so I took my ass home instead.
No telling what would’ve transpired with the Connecticut girls (had I went to the club) but the bed was calling.