[quote]angry chicken wrote:
[quote]angry chicken wrote:
Dear Angry Chicken,
What are your favorite places to meet females?
My personal sweet spot is at a party or a private engagement that we have both been invited to. Here in DC they have a lot of embassy events that you can just get on a list and they invite you to all kinds of shit, from art exhibits to wine tastings, to musical performances, to fundraisers, etc… All kinds of she she foo foo shit that chicks get all dolled up for. But here’s the rub: you have to pull off the sophisticated, yet bad ass mutherfucker look. I personally wear a dark suit, light patterned shirt with stainless steel collar stays, sans tie. It’s a good look that says all the right things. The only jewelry I wear is a watch. I have a stainless steel Movado watch that is classy and understated. That is important. Most guys that wear a Rolex, are making a statement that says “I can buy you”. And women go into that interaction with an expectation of being pampered. That is the opposite of what I project. I enter an interaction with the attitude of “I’m interesting and I’m busy, show me why I’m spending time with you”.
I’m usually 5 for 5 at embassy events, meaning I always meet someone who I end up dating or at least banging a few times. Sometimes more than one.
Now I hesitate to just put this out there where a bunch of people are likely to see it (although I have referenced it on this forum before in passing) because it’s such a slam fucking dunk… The GAY bar. Yup, that’s right, I didn’t stutter. Gay bars are FUCKING AWESOME for picking up chicks. Here’s why: What have all sophisticated, pretty girls who take care of themselves been conditioned to “have”? A GAY BFF!! Seriously. This phenomenon of “the gay bff” has permeated the social expectations of MANY attractive women who are trying to appear to be sophisticated. Notice the “trying to appear to be”… That means they are motivated by an EXTERNAL locus of control. They are ungrounded flowers being blown about by the winds of LIFE in search of that “rock” who will provide them that “zipless fuck” they’ve been reading about since high school. They are in search of a real MAN.
So there they are, hanging out with their gay bff and his gay friends (and possibly a few of her girl friends) in an environment where they are NOT the center of attention. Now let’s take a step back for a moment. Women get dolled up and go so that they can get attention. Period. They get hit on, get jealous looks from other chicks, etc… It’s an act of EMPOWERMENT for them - a giant “ego boost” if you will. But somehow, this night, they’ve convinced themselves that they just want to hang out with their gay bff in a no pressure environment where they won’t get hit on all the time, blah blah blah…
That’s what the little hamster wheel told them at the beginning of the night. But NOW, it’s about 11:30 at night, they’ve had five or six cosmos and a shot of red headed slut and they are LONELY. They are surrounded by handsome men (let’s be honest, gay men put in way more effort to achieve the “men’s health cover model” look than we do) that are not giving them any attention at all and they are getting antsy! By this time, their gay bff, John, is making out with some other guy on the dance floor and she’s all alone at the bar. I PROMISE you, this situation happens at EVERY gay bar, every night at least several times. It is a fleeting opportunity between the time she FIRST begins to get bored and the time she leaves. The window of opportunity lasts about one or two drinks. But it is GOLDEN.
You pretty much just have to walk up to her an start talking. That’s it. She’s so attention starved and grateful for the interaction/stimulation she is completely open. The hardest “obstacle” to overcome is convincing her that you are not gay. Which is a relatively easy thing to do with the correct back story and context.
Picking up chicks at a gay bar is like taking candy from a baby. The pros far outweigh the cons in that: they are always hot, they are always open to talk and they will always go home with you. The cons are that you are at a gay bar and will most likely get hit on by other men. If that’s not something you can deal with, then don’t go. But if you can, it’s a gold mine.
I am completely jealous of the embassy scene. It would complete my 007 fantasy. “This is a great party…with a view to a kill…”
[/quote]The embassy scene is one of DC’s best kept secrets. And actually, that 007 shit works. If you go up to a chick and obviously, yet half joking, half seriously, “roll play” a spy, if she’s attracted to you, she’ll join you in the role play… That is so fucking full of win it’s not even funny.[quote]
What is the “correct back story” for a single straight guy at gay bar?
Well, I usually don’t lie about it: I am there to meet some friends. I DO actually have several gay friends and I DO actually meet them on their turf (which is how I discovered this wonderful venue in the first place). In the absence of gay friends, I would say something along the lines of, you were told this place had great music, but were surprised once you got there. Or something like that.
Or you could tell them that the angry chicken (have you heard of him?) recommended this place… LOL
EDIT: I am really serious about the no lying thing. Lies have short legs, even silly stupid ones. It’s best to always tell the truth. Even if it costs you in the short run. Long term, it’s a far better strategy. [/quote]
I’d agree with everything, especially the lie thing. My actually Game days are behind me…for now, but in my last job I traveled a lot, love to drink in nice bars so I inevitably ran into the “two strangers in a strange city” scenario. I am faithful to my wife, but I like a flirty conversation like anyone. Telling the truth, is not only smart business, but surprisingly effective.
This happened more than once…and I am a dedicated, unrepentant perma-bulker.
Kraken "I’m not going to lie, I’m married."
Kraken, “So I think it’s past my bedtime already.”