I went out for some daygame in central London today with Bojangles. It was pissing it down with rain, umbrellas everywhere and not much talent in sight. It was also packed with large groups of betas and uglies for St Patrick’s day clogging up Piccadilly Circus and Regent Street. I managed to do 4 approaches in total and got 2 numbers, and I’m loving the “put your number in my phone” close. I’ll stick a brief story up of the 2 numbers I got otherwise this post will be really long. I’ll write a little bit about the blowouts at the end, I’ll expand on them if anyone is interested. daygame daygame london
I’ve been ill all week and I’m coughing and spluttering everywhere still so I’m not on it at all. We’re walking down Regent Street and I see this Chinese girl (8) dressed up in a coat and skirt with some heels. She has these killer toned legs which is what I fucking love and she’s crossing the road. Me and Bojangles carry on walking. daygame london
I look back at her legs. Damn. We carry on walking. I turn around to look again. Fuck, they really are nice. I turn back round and carry on walking. My dick starts calling me a pussy.
“Fuck it, I’m gonna go chat to that girl mate” I say to Bojangles and I run after her, cross the road on Regent Street and chase her down. No idea if he even heard what I said.
Me: Hey, excuse me (I step out in front of her)
Girl: Hmm? daygame london
Me: Take your earphones out (I’m motioning too)
Girl: Yeah? daygame london
Me: So I was just walking down the street with my mate and I saw you crossing the road
Girl: Okay… daygame london
Me: You speak English right? daygame london
Girl: Yes! I’m from Leeds!
Me: Oh no! Not Leeds daygame london
Girl: I knowww…! daygame london
Me: So anyway, I saw you crossing the road right, and I think to myself that if I don’t go and speak to you I’m gonna be kicking myself all day
Me: I think you’re really cute. My name’s Matt (hold my hand out)
Girl: Thank you hehe! I’m Amanda
Me: So Amanda, why are you all dressed up today?
Girl: (giggling and laughing like fuck) What’s going on? Are you pranking me? I feel like I’m getting pranked
Me: Yeah, there’s 4 cameras up there (I point), 8 cameras up there (I point again) and I’m gonna send this to MTV
Girl: Har har daygame london
Me: Honestly, I’m the kind of guy where if I see a girl I like the looks of I’ll just go and say hi. (I look her up and down) And I think you look really sexy today
Girl: Thanks (blushing again)
Me: So tell me cheeky, why are you all dressed up? Where are you heading to?
Girl: I’m going to a bar to see my friends for St Patricks Day
Me: Okay daygame london
Girl: Is this what you do? Just stop random girls on the street?
Me: Oh yeah, it’s my full time job. You’re my 42nd today
(Girl is laughing like crazy again, she’s obviously attracted)
Me: What are you doing in London then if you’re from Leeds, missy?
Girl: I work at blah blah
Some small talk and stacking a la Krauser, etc
Girl: Anyway I really have to go and see my friends
Me: Okay well listen, I’m going to take you out for a drink some time
Girl: (giggling again) Really?
Me: Yes, so I’ll tell you what. Put your number in my phone
I hand her my phone and she puts the number in.
Me: Alright, I’ll text you some time and we’ll arrange it
Girl: Okay, I’ll speak to you later
Me: Have fun with your mates
Girl: I will daygame london
We start walking away, she stops
Girl: Oh, that really is my number, okay?
She smiles at me and then walks away all flustered. Funny girl but that was hard for a warm up.
The next girl is walking around Piccadilly Circus looking kind of lost and she’s a 7. She looks European and has those stupid big ass glasses on with the thick frames and she’s wearing a similar coloured coat to me. She kind of looks like Ellen Page in Juno + those silly glasses. I walk up to her face on.
Me: Hey, stop there for a second (with my hand raised)
Girl: Okay! daygame london
Me: I have to tell you something
Girl: Okay… daygame london
Me: I think you have great taste in colour
She looks at my coat and hers and it clicks after a second. She starts laughing.
Girl: Looks that way!
Me: However, those glasses are terrible. I bet they’re those ones that aren’t even proper glasses
Girl: Nooo they’re real! See!
She takes them off and gives them to me to try on
Me: Hey! It’s all fuzzy!
Girl: Seeeee! daygame london
Me: Yeah yeah
She tries to take them back
Me: No wait, I wanna keep them on, you look better when you’re all blurry
She hits me playfully smiling and I hand them back
Me: I actually stopped you because I think you’re cute like a little mouse
Girl: Aww thanks (blushing)
Me: I’m Matt (hand out again)
Girl: Nice to meet you Matt (shaking hands)
Me: And your name?
Girl: I’m Lucy
Me: And why are you looking so lost today Lucy?
Girl: I’m trying to find this bar where my friends are for St Patricks Day
Me: Oh no, not another one! What’s the name of it?
Blah blah, she’s from England (boooo) and we do some small talk. She asks what I do, where I live in London, what I’m doing today and all that. Same close as before (I’m gonna take you for a drink some time) and I got the number.
The two blowouts aren’t too dissimilar to the first number close – two girls who genuinely seemed in a rush where I wasn’t able to build much vibe or conversation. They kept reiterating they had to be somewhere not giving me a chance to build on anything so it didn’t go anywhere.
I can’t wait for the weather to warm up.