About a month ago I went out like any other Friday night with one male friend.
I dressed like how I normally dressed and barely drank.
By the time the night was over I got four phone numbers.
The unusual thing about this is I talked to six or seven girls during the entire night.
60% conversion rate from approaches is a superstar number and does not typically happen.
One number or make-out from four or five approaches is more of what I experience.
The following Monday I had a total of six numbers to call (two were older) and with so many choices I didn’t particularly care which ones I got out.
So I called them one by one.
Two answered and for the ones that didn’t I left messages.
Fast forward one week later.
The entire pool was whittled down to two girls I was still talking to.
I thought about it a little more and concluded they weren’t even that cute, so I stopped calling both of them.
So nothing happened with any of those girls.
Two weeks after that brouhaha, I met a pretty Brazilian girl at a bar.
This was around the time before the Las Vegas trip when I barely went out to save money.
But we’re still talking (and texting), and the initial connection I had with her was superficially less than most of the girls from the four number fest.
Looking back the previous couple years, nothing happened when I had a boatload of new numbers.
I get laid by focusing on a girl and making it work, not blasting with a shotgun and hoping I hit something.
That inefficient robot game doesn’t work because you simply don’t have the time or energy to work on the huge number of girls to get such paltry results.
It’s necessary for some guys starting out but in the long run you’ll burn out and swear off the game forever.
Having options is good up to a point, but then with too many options you actually start getting less.
You’re like a kid in a candy store and you’re too excited to make firm decisions.
So you really have to do care about these girls, at least a little bit, or else you won’t bother to take it to the next level.
But then if you care a tad too much you’ll get nothing either.
The game is an unforgiving beast.
Until next time.
Your man,
-Elijah “The Realist”
