EMSIC –
My first recorded Field Report posted on socialimprovementclub.com/forums, under Field Reports. (Note: you need to be a member to view the other files.)
(Location: Canadian Forces Base
User name: Charisma
Category: Journal
Date:
Charisma’s Field Report File Number # 3
After watching 300 (Which is fucken awesome, highly recommend it - movie) I tried to convince a few guys to head out to a little club called Road House. And if you never been in Brandon Manitoba – let me quickly emphasis that there’s only two clubs in the city district. So it’s complicated to run successful sets due to the power of gossip. So word spreads around, and reputation – is highly at risk. But even so – the reputation of the army has already been tarnished, so generally I’m already stereotyped.
Mike was the only guy that was actually the only one I managed to convince to come out. And guys – let me tell you, watching KEYS to the VIP, doesn’t prove any wonders as a moralizer, since that night – two of the worst players I’ve ever seen were aired – and they couldn’t pull a HB out of a wet paper bag with a hole in it. So that sparked a slight sense of doubt, which would only arise to further complications during the night.
Back, to the original FR – and this is the heavily summarized version:
• Couldn’t open a set after three rounds walking around the bar. Not because I couldn’t, I wouldn’t. Unacceptable behaviour.
• I tried to pump up my energy level by going on the dance floor, the dance floor really is a trap guys. Stay clear from it.
• A cougar in her 30’s, was trying to pick me up. Not heavily attractive, but she had this erotic way of dancing – that forced my mind to do a slight caveman turn around.
• Before I know what I’m doing, we’re making out, and the grinding on the dance floor turns to dry sex. Let me tell you one thing – never do this! Why? Like I said it’s a small town, don’t be the stupid AFC who shows his intent for sex right off the bat.
• In either case, she was introducing me to her friends, which for some reason – they heavily enjoyed finding out everyone’s ages, and laughed at the results. (for ex. One guy was 26, but looked 17. And they freaked out and laughed at the poor guy. I mean, come on ladies, you’re in the environment where people don’t care of other people’s ages – you all obviously need to do some growing up.)
• She left for a moment at the end of the night, and told me to wait – like a good little doggie. She was definitely having the intent for sex. And suddenly I snapped out of my ‘lust’ crazed stare; and became self conscious of what was going on. I wonder if that’s how women fell LMR?
• I ditched her on the spot, found Mike and went outside. Meanwhile her friends are approaching me and saying, ‘Hey, did you see our friend that was with you? The last I checked she’s still in there looking for you’
• ‘Is that so…?’ Grab Mike and high tailed it out of there. (Let me be frank with your gentleman. I’m a virgin. I’m not ashamed to admit that. But I don’t want to blow my load on any random chick that’s willing to give it to me. Fuck that. I don’t want some cold slab piece of meat offered to me on a plate. I want to earn it! I want to win it through skill and patience. And I wouldn’t mind having a slight emotional connection through the first time. But hey, that’s my personal view/decision)
• However I did manage to open one set. But it was a lone one, and I fucked up the opener trying to spill it out. Two openers fused in one (the jealous girlfriend merged with the Who Lies More?) Whoops.
Sticking points for Thursday Night:
1) 3 Second rule
2) Power over my sex drive
3) Opening
4) Inner Game
- Notice how your energy is different from a while ago? You expect things to come to you. It’s as if you forgot the fun you had when you were in
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