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The football season has just finished and it brings on a period of reflection for me.
My beloved team ended trophy-less and in a disappointing seventh place in the league. It makes me think back to years gone by, the highs and lows and where the team were at in certain parts of my life. There are certain times where not much has happened in my life over the course of a football season, and there are times where things have happened where I feel I have moved forward, ultimately not having done so. This past season has been different, however.
As this season closed, it marked a year from when I first learned about Game and Pick Up and it’s had me thinking about the person who I was going into this season, and the person I am coming out of it. [Read more…]
We’ve been a bit quiet this week over here as we’ve been focusing on our upcoming trip and tying up loose ends here in London. It’s been over 4 years now that I’ve been actively changing my life and changing it for the better. If you had told me at the age of 25 that in a few years I’d be embarking on a long term trip around Europe doing fuck all in terms of work, I’d have laughed, taken a toke and dreamed about it whilst lying on my friends couch as he roared around a track on Project Gotham Racing 2. Meeting the Rock Solid Game crew was a real turning point in what was going to be an insipid life of slaving in a cubicle, having a romantic tryst every blue moon and probably an indentured one too. Following that old path of my parents probably hooking me up with some broad, marriage, a hefty mortgage and working my ass off until kingdom come.
First came the romance as I’ll call it in a remarkably padded way, it was never romance of course, just seduction and fun. A weekend with the top guys in London set me off on a path filled with 2 years of serious daygame and plenty of one night stands with a wide variety [Read more…]
Last week just a day before I headed off for a weekend of Class A drugs, booze and head thumping to Showtek & Justin – Cannonball, I got poked on Facebook by a young Indian girl. I glanced at her solitary viewable picture and she looked pretty cute, a high seven if you’re going to rank her. I poked her back a day later and went off to enjoy my crazy ass trip. I got back earlier this week and have just spent it in a mode of wanting to party and wanting to relax and recover from the abuse my body suffered for 5 days, checking my Facebook account I see a poke back.
I decided to employ that age old Game routine that’s been flying around for what seems like [Read more…]
So the Polish blondie booked some flights to London for a long weekend and then told me she was coming. It caught me off guard, I’d kept in contact over Facebook after putting some thoughts of visiting into her little Polish brain over Christmas and New Years and she’d put that to action. She was pretty implicit in that she wanted to spend the whole time with me, she has quite a few friends in town from working in town previously but she’d be happy hanging with me and meeting my Bromigos. Earlier last week she told me she was sick, damn these girls, they are up for passing on all sorts of shit. Bromigo Matt is constantly under the weather from the all cooties he catches from kissing all these girls.
On the day of her arrival she messaged me to say she felt better and let me know what time she was landing. My friend Sammi owes me quite a few favours so I he picked me up and drove to the airport where she was eagerly waiting at the passenger pickup. Women as we all know in general do not age well, this girl had not aged at all since I last saw her, I don’t really get too awestruck as much as I used to but I had to pause for a second as I sat in the car. Sammi nudged my elbow a little “woah is that her Bojangles! Is she really Polish?” “Yes lad that’s her”. It was a sunny day, once again I was doing my best Fonz impression with my shades on and walked over to her grabbed her by the butt and gave her a long kiss and grope (shit is that beta? haha). For a moment I did not say anything as I gazed deeply into her green eyes, she smiled, blushed and said “Hi to you too”. I grabbed her hand and dragged her over to the car and threw her in.
Around three and a half years ago I flew off to a northern Polish tri-city on a Thursday night with a group of work mates and my cousin. We somehow managed to get the time off from our workplace despite most of working on the same team. I’d just immersed myself in Game and this was like a nice little test trip abroad for me. None of my colleagues had any luck when it came to talking to ladies and most suffered from severe anxiety if there was no alcohol at hand.
It was a bitter cold zero on the temp gauge and we strolled out into the main street into the party area of the tri-city and rolled into what looked like a really cooled bar. I ordered what at that time was my usual, vodka on the rocks with lime and we grabbed a table. One of the guys pointed out two girls sat behind me drinking beers, one was pretty sexy, she had flowing brunette hair and lovely Slavic Polish features and the other was quite cute girl with glasses who looked like she was Greek or Italian.
The hot one got up and walked off to the toilet and I decided to get up and said a simple ‘hey’ and sat down in her seat. She seemed surprised to meet a British guy, well a British Indian guy in her town (she was Polish too) and the chat was going well, just friendly nothing sexual. Her friend returned and looked at me with the eyes of the devil (‘How dare he take my seat!’) and I got up, introduced myself and she was all smiles, I grabbed a chair from behind me and placed it alongside hers (which was now my seat) and spent the next 10 minutes occupying both. At that time one of my friends realised that someone needed to come in and let me get some ‘Ice’ with the hot girl and grabbed his chair came over and I introduced him to both. [Read more…]
I started using Badoo (one of those social networks that is quite ambigious in whether it’s actually a social network or an online dating site for those of you don’t know) to see if I could pipeline some Europeans for the summer trip me and Bromigo Jimmy are going to embark on soon. It has one of those ‘Encounters’ sections, where you see pictures and click ‘Yes’, ‘Maybe’ or ‘No’ on whether you would like to meet the person. I noticed I had a quite a few girls click ‘yes’ on the Badoo site and took a look and found around 20 girls in the London area. I’d seen the RVF guys and Bromigo Matt have some success from online trysts so thought I’d go through and see if I fancied any of these. I hit ‘Maybe’ on around 5, the rest were fatties and fuglies who I was not going to waste any time on.
Soul Collection is something Krauser has written about before. Bromigo Matt spurred me on to write about this Italian girl who I had picked up on a night out with Bromigo Jimmy last summer. This girl was best friends with Matt’s Epiphany Girl. It was about a month and a half into my little tryst with this girl that on a night out Matt commented that I literally collected her soul and popped it in a jar and put it on a shelf in my bedroom.
Bromigo Jimmy took me out to this wonderful gathering of cute foreign women in London that he knew about after his return from the Balkans. We grabbed some drinks and the ease of the place meant we just walked over to any girls we had a liking to and introduced ourselves. No conscious game, just simple intros and asking where the chicks were from. Jimmy warmed up on a french girl who ended up wanting him to go round to hers for some home cooked french cuisine. I got talking to a German girl and then a Pole who I number closed. Ideally we should have been looking for SNL’s but we were pretty lazy with just number closes. We relied on the benefit of knowing we would return the week after and a large number of these girls would be there too. I rolled outside to have a smoke and managed to bump into a conversation with an Italian guy and girl with an Australian. [Read more…]
I’ve seen a lot of discussion around the internet on whether Game influences Sales, or Sales influences Game.
As someone who’s been involved in both, I can quite comfortably say that Game has been influenced by Sales. Every principle I ever learned whilst being a door-to-door salesman when I was 19 has shown its head ever since I first started in Game.
Perhaps this is why I’ve been able to pick things up so easily after being used to cold sales, handling rejections, recognising buying signs, building and stacking in conversation, motivation, selling to groups, pitching, projecting, thinking on my feet and closing.
I managed to get to get a same day lay with a French girl on Thursday and it was unexpected. A lot of guys won’t follow their gut instinct and say a few words, not realising anything can happen. I walked into Costa Coffee near my workplace around 4:30 in the afternoon on Thursday, work was over for the week and I was looking forward to a relaxed evening and nice long Easter weekend. I see this petite brunette in front of me in the queue with what seems like ants in her pants. She’s eyeing the cakes and desserts and has a finger on her lip as she contemplates what to have. I’ve had a good look and decided I’m not going to let this girl slide.