#NerdsUnite: Epic Rejection Fail
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#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @Redolpho
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, no one bats 1000 in social dynamics. In an interview with Howard Stern, Neil Strauss was asked if all the women he dated were the metaphorical 10 and his answer was simply no. Some were but many were not. The same goes for approaches, so go well and some do not. This story is the most memorably epic pick up shut down I have ever experienced.
It had been about six months since I started my journey in social dynamics and I had been reading everything that I could get my hands on. I was starting to get the hang of the whole process and had started changing things in my life like my workout routine and wardrobe. I had gotten past using canned material and started internalizing my skills.
Two of my close friends from San Diego had come to visit and we made our way to the 2nd street bars in Long Beach. My change in attire and presence was becoming apparent and I was getting looks in the bar. My friend pointed out to me that there were a few girls looking my way so I thought it was time to start working the room. After a few small conversations with groups around the bar I spotted four girls talking amongst themselves and decided to move in. They were standing directly behind me so I asked my friends to give me a little shove. He did, and I nudged one of the girls that standing behind me.
When this happened I turned around and after jovially apologizing for bumping into her I said hi to the rest of the group. I commented on something that one of girls was wearing and transitioned into an open-ended question. The girls seemed mildly entertained and continued conversing with me and themselves.
Enter the moment of awkward silence. The conversation dropped off drastically and there was 15 seconds of dead space, apparently that was all it took. I tried to reinvigorate the conversation but it was dead and I was about to get shut out. One or two of the girls gave one word answers to my questions and then I watched as they all gave each other “the signal”.
Apparently girls plan these kind of things and this group was particularly prepared for unwanted conversation. All the girls looked at each other in the eye and reached in their purses. In the middle of the bar they each pulled out a pair of sunglasses and put them on. If that wasn’t enough of a signal they then huddled together, meeting shoulder to shoulder to physically shut me out. I was so shocked by what had just happened that the only reaction I could muster was to laugh and stand there in awe for a good 30 seconds. Did what I think just happened really just happen? It indeed had and when I came to I turn around and joined my friends who were laughing hysterically.
All was not lost though, at this point in my development I had learned to let things like this go and I found it kind of amusing. There is a lesson to be learned here and that is that you really have to not give a fuck when this type of thing happens, just let it go. Not more than 10 minutes later I made extended eye contact with a girl across the bar. I quickly moved in and that interaction went exceedingly better. We kissed at the bar and she invited me back for a drink at her house after the bar closed. I later found out that she was a biter and had just gotten out of a long relationship. When I woke up the next morning I realized how recent that relationship had ended as evidenced by all the pictures of her and her ex that were still on the walls, like every wall. All's well the ends well.
#thatisall
If you’d like to share your stories please feel free to tweet me at @redolpho or email me at eric dot rudolph dot carrillo at gmail dot com