> In reading "The game" (Strauss) I've been picking up on a lot of the
> underlying dynamics of the game that are amazing me more and more as I
> think about them.
>
> I went to wal*mart last night... for printer ink and stuff to shock my
> pool back from it's horrid green state. As we walked through the
> wilderness that is a super-wal*mart I caught myself checking out women
> as I always had... passively from a distance. I had to try it...
>
> I spotted a pair of twenty-something's in the entertainment section,
> and something posessed me to pounce. I walked up from an angle that
> let me size the two of them up better, about 3/4 from behind. One was
> a slightly taller blonde who was fingering through some euro-trash
> CD's she was cute, but her friend was more my style. A redhead in a
> mid-length black skirt in a pair of flat-bottomed skate shoes...
> perfectly preportioned legs, amazing eyes and a pouty little smile.
>
> My goal was just to get a positive response with an opener, and to see
> how easy it would be for me to camoflage my intent, or if I was going
> to indicate too much and get blown-out right off the bat.
>
> "Escuse me, I've gotta' get a quick opinion on this and I've only got
> a couple minutes, but I wanna ' see what you think" I addressed the
> blonde... remembering mystery's group theory.
>
> They turned together and a fucking miracle happened... they both
> smiled, and the blonde I had addressed flipped her hair back...
> "Sure."
>
> "Is it cool to talk to your ex if you've got a new girlfriend?"
>
> A resounding "no."
>
> "Well, because my roomate was saying that he didn't see any problem
> with it."
>
> "Not unless there's a kid involved." The redhead this time...
>
> She was obviously the one of the two that was more used to taking the
> lead role. I struggled for an appropriate response... then I
> remembered about negs.
>
> "I hadn't thought about tthat.... umm... you've got a bit of blush on
> your collar, just there..."
> I turned back to the blonde...
>
> "What if your ex was a long-time friend though? I mean, shouldn't you
> be able to talk to your friends?"
>
> I was realizing that I was ACTUALLY finding myself interested in the
> conversation... lol
>
> "Well... I guess so..."
>
> "Alright, well I gotta go, my roomate's gonna' get irritated if I take
> all day trying to prove him wrong. *I laughed*
>
> As I turned around and walked away, I struggled to surpress my glee...
> it had worked, neither of them had taken any kind of defensive stance,
> thinking I was trying to pu.
>
> Then the shocker came... The redhead yelled after me.
>
> "Hey, are you from here?"
>
> I turned my head, without turning around "Nah, I'm from New York."
>
> "Me too... hey... let me give you my email... maybe we can talk?"
>
> I stopped dead. Probably hesitated a little too long, but it turned
> out alright.
>
> She handed me a business card for a pizza joint with her email
> scrawled on the back...
>
> I hadn't asked for it... I hadn't even appeared to want it!
>
> I grinned like an idiot the whole ride home.
>
>
> I'm in. It's official. I'm going to master this thing.
>
> ~~>V<~~
>