This is going to be long. I'll try to split it up by lessons/takeaways.
Lesson 1 -- Your state is unaffected by those things outside of your control
Was supposed to go to a concert last night. I go out to my car, and I have a flat tire. All the way flat. Didn't notice until I started driving towards the show. I make a detour to the nearest gas station and attempt to put air in. I have a hole. I drive it back home and get a jack (took me a while to find one) and tire iron. I attempt to remove the lug nuts. No go. Fuck. By now it's already an hour past when I should have left, and it would be at least another hour to get help to fix the tire, so I say "fuck it" and head out.
Lesson 2 -- You are the party.
As I'm headed downtown, I remember that there is a zombie crawl tonight. I look up the info on my smart phone and see that the next bar they are hitting is my local drinking establishment. I also have a girl friend visiting from out of town, so I text her and make tentative plans to see her later.
I get to the bar and there are a couple of zombies in there. I know the people who work here, so I say hello to them and build up some value. I get my drink and head outside. It took me a while to get into state. I had some AA going on. I'm standing out there and I saw a threeset as soon as I went out there. I noticed they weren't dressed as zombies. I had my opener. Just took me five minutes or more to open them. But I do. They seem like they're all moms and they hook right away. They love me. One is applying heavy kino to me. We're talking. They finish they're cigarettes, but I am still in conversation with one of them so they wait for me to finish before leaving. They say they're going dancing and that I should come. I never feel comfortable following girls to the dance floor so I say I'll see them later. I count to ten and head inside. I drop my drink off and head to the atm.
Lesson 3 -- Join the Party
I reenter the bar after hitting the atm. While in line there are people taking payments for the zombie crawl. I'm talking with them because I talk to everybody. They rope me into giving a $3 donation so I can get a wrist band and a piece of green tape that says I'm infected/part of the group. This piece of tape was actually amazing because 1. it allowed me to look like I knew the group/what was going on and 2. it was a great conversation starter.
I get in. First set I see is two girls dancing. They look good. I say, "You guys are infected." One goes, "huh? oh yeah." I say, "Well, I don't want what you have, so stay away." Then one of them bites me. On the neck. It was sexy. Why didn't I kiss her?
Open a girl who gives a drink to a guy. He flips her off. I say, "You two must be great friends." She says, "Who is that guy." We laugh and talk.
Outside there is a fire-juggler. I go out and watch him. I text my friend to meet me.
Lesson 4 -- Sometimes the Best Game is Simply Being Prepared to be Lucky
Go inside. A girl stands next to me to take a picture of her group. I say, "You should get in." She says, "no." I persist. She eventually does and the pic comes out great. When she comes back to get her camera, she kinos me. It's on. I reopen her. We talk about stuff. She's cute. I'm liking her. My friend comes in at this point and stands there awkardly. I say hello to her and give her a hug. We'll call her "Cheryl." The gal I'm talking to says her name is Cheryl too. She takes out her ID to prove it. I make fun of her. My friend leaves. i talk to Cheryl more. It's time for me to leave. I tell Cheryl I'll see her at the next bar.
I chase my friend, grab her, and we move on to the next bar. It's a gay bar. It's fine, lots of cute girls. Find out, my friend is a terrible wing women. I go outside to smoke. Some threeset (one girl) is signing along to backstreet boys. I say, "you guys should form a band." The girl says they should make videos. I agree and say I'd watch it. "I might not give you guys a thumbs up, but I'd watch." Then I tell the girl that she looks like a planner and needs to make it happen. I high-five her and move inside to find my friend. We make our way to the exit and I send her on her way while I hit the next bar.
Lesson 5 -- Talk to Everybody
On my way to the other bar, I talk to everybody. I'm passing a place and hear music. I go in for a drink to listen to the music. By the time I get my drink the music is over. I harass a band a little bit about that and get along well. Go outside. See a girl I met last weekend and was talking with about herpes (lol). She's all right, but her friend's hot. Unfortunately, her friend's hanging off of some guy. I get her number and go to the next bar.
There's a line for this one. While waiting in line I talk to everyone. The guys behind me ask me to take a picture of them. I do. I take three. Last one was fantastic. A girl photobombed, though. I make fun of her for that. Then she's taking a picture, so I photobomb that. Then I'm talking to the two girls in front of me. One asks for a light or something. I tell them I'm going to take a picture with them. I do. Somehow I get to talking to the girl in the picture. We get to talking about her breasts. She says they're her best feature and are all real. I touch them. She doesn't mind and keeps talking about them. I cup them. I tell her she has great tits. She says her nipples are even better. God, why wasn't I fucking this girl? Why aren't I fucking her right now?
Eventually I get in the bar. After some rigormoroll, I find myself in the back. It's either hang by myself or open a set. I open a seated threeset in the corner (two girls). I say, "You guys look cool, so I'm just gonna hang with you." They're passing around a blunt. It goes to me and I puff. The guy is giving me major DHVs. The girl to my left tells me to take a seat. I tell them I'll brb. I go to the bathroom and see a line. Coming back in, I see a guy standing by himself. He's all down on himself, so I tell him to get the fuck over it and talk to people. I psyche him up a little and go back to the table. I take a seat and sit down. I say, "well, I'm back." I talk to them for a bit until it's time to go.
I'm literally on my way out the door when I see Cheryl from earlier. She's in a group of three guys. I open all the guys like I know them. I actually thought they were sedditors. The girl bounces me outside. We're iso'd. I kino escalate. I'm digging her, she's digging me. At this point I'm stoned and a little drunk. I keep her attention, but eventually she goes to the bathroom with friends. Rather than wait around, I just go home.
All in all a good - great night. I would've liked to have kissed the girl who bit my neck, made out with the girl whose tits I grabbed and gotten Cheryl's number. But hey, I'm learning. And thinking about last night, I'm making progress.
Keep at it, playa.
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