Maverick153
07-13-2009, 01:21 PM
Brunch - Boring Italian
I am out of the office early, I feel like...... Well maybe I just want to get out of the office (I am wrapping up something I’ve been working on for a bit and I feel toasty).
So I am out, I head over to a wonderful restaurant (waterfront). I am with five men and two women, four men are support and one is a very close associate of mine, the women are just friends of my associate. I was having my brunch and was making a spectacle & everyone was having fun - all eyes on me <I rally enjoy it>!
Across the room I see this beautiful 9, she looks incredible, possibly Italian, and she is having lunch with someone who looked like her mother and someone who looked like an ugly friend. I knew she was looking at me but I rarely engage when people are with their parents. I was having fun and playing around with the two women already with me but
I felt like meeting this olive skinned 9.
Her company leaves so she proceeds to the bar, I walk up to engage, I still have the women who were with me at brunch now around my arms (I put out my arms and said “a drink at the bar, shall we ladies?”). I go and sit down at the bar but position myself facing her at a 55 degree angle, the women sit on either side of me. I order drinks for all three of us and I look at Miss. Perfect Olive and just as I make eye contact another "guy" approaches her.
Their Conversation.
Love Sick Puppy boy: Hi <big grin>.
Miss. Olive: Hello.
Love Sick Puppy boy: I was standing there and I had to come over and say this, you look amazing! <Note: Every time you compliment a woman an angel loses its wings!>
Miss. Olive: Thanks. <Trying to be polite>
Love Sick Puppy boy: What’s your name?
Miss. Olive: My name is Miss. Olive.
Love Sick Puppy boy: Miss. Olive, what brings you to this part of the globe? <sly smile>
Miss. Olive: <Clearly disinterested but still enjoying the attention> Starts giving him some story about her father being a chef/something.
Love Sick Puppy boy: Hmmm, that is interesting. Would you like to join me outside <there is a bar overlooking the water>.
Miss. Olive: Yes.
Love Sick Puppy boy and Miss. Olive get up and start walking over to the waterfront bar, they are holding their drinks. <This guy is funny>
I take the women who are with me and intercept Love Sick Puppy boy and Miss. Olive.
I look in to here eye’s <Love Sick Puppy boy is not a formidable opponent>.
Mav: You shouldn’t hold your glass like that <she is holding it at her chest level>.
Miss. Olive: Why <a bit bewildered>?
Mav: It is a psychologically defensive stance, if you must hold your drink hold it at your side like me <I show her my glass, for the record: hold your drink at your side, close to your thigh>.
Mav: If you do chose to hold it where you held it before <she already lowered her glass>, you might miss that once in a life time opportunity to meet that guy you have been waiting for all your life, the one person you know you don’t have to hide from, the person who is going to set you free, that person you know you will love forever <hope you guys see what I am doing here, PS: I am a genius>, the person who is going to excite you and push you into trying new things <sly smile>.
Miss. Olive: She gets my <subtle> drift and starts to smile.
Mav: <this is a critical moment as you have opened her like Mav now all you have to do is not mess up en route> I take her left hand and I lead her back to our group <no words, just confidence>.
Mav thoughts > Something’s I was thinking when we were conversing afterwards at my table.
Mav: Oh, Gawd! This girl should join Mensa! <Sarcasm>
For the record it was boring as she only had two preset conversation routes
1) Agree with me.
2) Disagree with me.
I was unequivocally turned off; I set her up with my associate.
When I was growing up I remember my guide (the person who taught and raised me) telling me ”I have taught you to learn, you will go all over the world to learn everything you are so eager to and in the end you will find what you are looking for inside you” <I really thought this was cheesy at the time but it is perfect so note: Never think any women is ever going to make you whole, you have to achieve perfection alone once that happens it will all be good>.
I really do try not to out do myself.
P.S: Please don’t turn this in to “PUA” thread.
Regards,
Mav.
I am out of the office early, I feel like...... Well maybe I just want to get out of the office (I am wrapping up something I’ve been working on for a bit and I feel toasty).
So I am out, I head over to a wonderful restaurant (waterfront). I am with five men and two women, four men are support and one is a very close associate of mine, the women are just friends of my associate. I was having my brunch and was making a spectacle & everyone was having fun - all eyes on me <I rally enjoy it>!
Across the room I see this beautiful 9, she looks incredible, possibly Italian, and she is having lunch with someone who looked like her mother and someone who looked like an ugly friend. I knew she was looking at me but I rarely engage when people are with their parents. I was having fun and playing around with the two women already with me but
I felt like meeting this olive skinned 9.
Her company leaves so she proceeds to the bar, I walk up to engage, I still have the women who were with me at brunch now around my arms (I put out my arms and said “a drink at the bar, shall we ladies?”). I go and sit down at the bar but position myself facing her at a 55 degree angle, the women sit on either side of me. I order drinks for all three of us and I look at Miss. Perfect Olive and just as I make eye contact another "guy" approaches her.
Their Conversation.
Love Sick Puppy boy: Hi <big grin>.
Miss. Olive: Hello.
Love Sick Puppy boy: I was standing there and I had to come over and say this, you look amazing! <Note: Every time you compliment a woman an angel loses its wings!>
Miss. Olive: Thanks. <Trying to be polite>
Love Sick Puppy boy: What’s your name?
Miss. Olive: My name is Miss. Olive.
Love Sick Puppy boy: Miss. Olive, what brings you to this part of the globe? <sly smile>
Miss. Olive: <Clearly disinterested but still enjoying the attention> Starts giving him some story about her father being a chef/something.
Love Sick Puppy boy: Hmmm, that is interesting. Would you like to join me outside <there is a bar overlooking the water>.
Miss. Olive: Yes.
Love Sick Puppy boy and Miss. Olive get up and start walking over to the waterfront bar, they are holding their drinks. <This guy is funny>
I take the women who are with me and intercept Love Sick Puppy boy and Miss. Olive.
I look in to here eye’s <Love Sick Puppy boy is not a formidable opponent>.
Mav: You shouldn’t hold your glass like that <she is holding it at her chest level>.
Miss. Olive: Why <a bit bewildered>?
Mav: It is a psychologically defensive stance, if you must hold your drink hold it at your side like me <I show her my glass, for the record: hold your drink at your side, close to your thigh>.
Mav: If you do chose to hold it where you held it before <she already lowered her glass>, you might miss that once in a life time opportunity to meet that guy you have been waiting for all your life, the one person you know you don’t have to hide from, the person who is going to set you free, that person you know you will love forever <hope you guys see what I am doing here, PS: I am a genius>, the person who is going to excite you and push you into trying new things <sly smile>.
Miss. Olive: She gets my <subtle> drift and starts to smile.
Mav: <this is a critical moment as you have opened her like Mav now all you have to do is not mess up en route> I take her left hand and I lead her back to our group <no words, just confidence>.
Mav thoughts > Something’s I was thinking when we were conversing afterwards at my table.
Mav: Oh, Gawd! This girl should join Mensa! <Sarcasm>
For the record it was boring as she only had two preset conversation routes
1) Agree with me.
2) Disagree with me.
I was unequivocally turned off; I set her up with my associate.
When I was growing up I remember my guide (the person who taught and raised me) telling me ”I have taught you to learn, you will go all over the world to learn everything you are so eager to and in the end you will find what you are looking for inside you” <I really thought this was cheesy at the time but it is perfect so note: Never think any women is ever going to make you whole, you have to achieve perfection alone once that happens it will all be good>.
I really do try not to out do myself.
P.S: Please don’t turn this in to “PUA” thread.
Regards,
Mav.