I quite often hear some mad stories about peoples’ adventures in game – as you can imagine, the other instructors and I often have crazy situations happen, few of which we can talk about in public, but I’d like to share a few with you guys.
I was being filmed recently for an upcoming product on day game and street approaches. I was mic-ed up and had the film crew filming my approaches when I approached a very attractive blond. I’ve been trying a new structure which has been working wonders. I got half way through before she recognised me as one of her boyfriend’s good friends – I completely hadn’t recognised her and I had to talk down the situation and hope she didn’t notice the film crew.
Over the next few weeks I’ll be sharing more adventures from the team, but we’d love to hear some of the funny things that have happened to you guys – there might even be a prize for the best that I share – email me at gulliver@puatraining.com
Gulliver
LOL, that happened to me once or twice, not with a whole camera crew on me of course Lol, but is true, you know? i used tu say that is not the fact that some people got crazy stories cause of their luck or something, but the fact that the most you open, the most crazy things would happen to you, here is one of the weirdest things that happened to me, now i look back and i think is kinda funny but at the time was pretty scary, well, here is the deal, I was with my wing in one of my favorite clubs, “The havana” when i spotted two hot french girls, and i approach to the cutest, redhead, green eyes, tall, good looking, she was pretty receptive, in some point we started to dance, and some girl step on her foot, but really hard, so she broke it or something, and her toe nail was bleeding, so i took her to the club´s kitchen, we give her some first aids, i don´t know what went into her but she suddenly stood up and went to dance again, so she really finished to fuck off her foot, she was crying and stuff and i took her and her friend to a medical center, what i didn´t realize or at least i didn´t care was that she was with like 7 amogs, they didn´t do anything at the moment, anyway, i took her to the hospital, and start make out with her and her friend in the x-ray bed while we were waiting for the doctor, that was kinda crazy, well, bla bla bla, they checked her out and i took them to their place, once in bed we start making out again, she was like “you are my hero, you rescued me” and stuff, the friend joined us again so i went out of their apartment like at 6:00 a.m. Here is the really crazy part, out of their apartment were the “amogs” from the club, that turned out to be some kind of mafia or something, two red cars and a black suv, they were staring to me, so i make like nothing happended and got into my car, i start driving and they were following me, they put their car aside and start making me signals to stop, and i ignored them, so they start closing me between their car and the sideway and i was like “dammmn, my car is new, they´re gonna take me down one way or another, so, the better is that at least my car don´t get hurt” i know, stupid thinking but i was kinda nervous LOL, i parked and got out of my car, they did too (there were two bodyguards), and the conversation was something like this:
Poker: Hey guys, what´s up? im sorry i didn´t see you there…
Badguy1: My boss wants the girls number, so give it to me.
Poker: I don´t have it man, i don´t even know them, i just took them to the hospital (yeah right)
Badguy2: Ok, ok, so, give us any number and we´re gonna tell the boss that´s what you give to us.
Poker: Ok, let´s do that…
Badguy1: No! Im not gonna go with my boss and tell him i didn´t get the number (he took his pistol out like to scare me, of course i was shiting myself but i was acting calm), so, if you dont have their number youre gonna give me yours, my boss calls you and you tell him you don´t have it.
Poker: Ok, my number is 81 15 22 31 32 (which was my number with some numbers changed in case they asked me for it again)
Badguy1: all right, so… what time is it? (some weird kind of shit test i think)
Poker: mmm like 6:20
Badguy1: Ok, and what was your numer again?
Poker: 81 15 22 31 32
Badguy1: Ok, and your name?
Poker: Javier (Actually is Antonio)
Badguy1: Ok, antonio, my boss will call you in a minute.
Poker: Sure guys! anything for you, call me! (Man, the best acting of my life!)
So i went into my car and i saw them dialing my number i think and i just turn my car on and START RUNNING LIKE HELL!!! i went against one way streets, pass stop signals, anything until i lost them, well… that was mostly my story, trust me that was for real, LOL, this is the first time that i post it, but sounded like a good time to share it because of the post, well… keep with the good work, i really admire what you do!
POKER
Oh she recognize you as her boyfriend. Thats just good since you have just been preselected by other women on the street.
Lol, how do you hide a friging film crew?
I’ll tell you one of my little stories — though it is fairly tame!
I used to love going out in these blue shoes, they used to always get comments! It was a great way to start a conversation.
Anyway, I had got the shoes in Rome a few years before and decided to go back there for a holiday. Now if you have ever been to Rome you will know that there are allot of street vendors selling fake goods, that’s how I got the shoes. They were apparently Gucci; however, I assumed they where fake.
The first day I am in Rome I get talking to a Lithuanian girl who is on holiday. We are getting on really well, having a laugh while walking about the city. She decides she wants to go in Gucci, I walk threw the doors and all hell breaks loose. Alarms are ringing, shutters are coming down — it was like a bloody bomb raid! Nothing like any other shop I have ever been in.
It turns out that the shoes had been stolen from a warehouse just before my last visit. Gucci install a tag in the heel that is deactivated by a radio scanner. However, it took a few hours to explain this. The Lithuanian girl was not too happy when she was labelled as an accomplice; I didn’t see her for the rest of the trip!
:-), hope you enjoyed the story guys.
Mate if I had a penny for every crazy story about game Me and Gulliver have shared ;-)
I just wanted to prompt you guys to send in more stories, as I cannot wait to hear more from you.
And Gulliver I can’t wait to see your approaches, as I can’t think of anyone more witty in pickup.
Your Friendly, Neighbourhood PUA, Dharam ;-)
Well I’ve got a line I use – not for exactly this situation, but for when your target says “well, I have a boyfriend.”
And you can usually tell if she’s being truthful or not. If you’re in tune with your own senses, you can generally tell when someone’s telling the truth or not. If she’s telling the truth, her body language is more relaxed and her demeanor is usually less guarded. If she’s closed off, seems distant, and/or tense then she’s either lying or doesn’t find you attractive, usually both.
Anyhow…if she’s lying about it, I’ll do something like give a (genuine) laugh (laughing at the audacity of the lie) and say something like “really!” with an incredulous look, and with a sarcastic tone. It’ll yank her chain a little and let her know that YOU know she’s full of it. Then add something like “so much for charity work,” and give a quick nod and a smirk and walk off, smiling.
If she’s telling the truth, I’ll say “Well, don’t bring HIM!” This almost always gets her to laugh, and you’ll save face at the same time. It shows several things: you have a sense of humor, your ego is not brittle, and shows a little bit of “cockiness” without being overbearing.
That one line almost ALWAYS diffuses a somewhat tense situation and allows the both of you to save face with a laugh. In many cases, laughter really IS the best medicine. It will make her feel better about rejecting you when she sees you’re taking it well, because often times women with boyfriends are nice women (why else would they HAVE a boyfriend?) and they aren’t out to hurt anyone’s feelings. Then, you can tie up your conversation in a polite way with both of you smiling.
Who knows? If she’s someone you really are attracted to, there’s always a chance she WON’T have that boyfriend next month, and her memory of you will be that of a confident, intelligent, and humorous man.
So in short, if you can’t knock her down, set her up for later. ;)
There’s a lot that plays into an individual’s ‘best pickup moment.’ Funniest Pickup, Funniest Failure, Hottest Girl, Best Lay, Threesome, or even The Most Intoxicated Moment of Improvement.
It seems like it’d be tough for a pick-up artist to pick just one. =)
Ken – a person can definitely sense when a girls just saying it so a person ‘fucks off’ either way, if a girl says that I don’t think it’s merit to leave, it doesn’t matter, to the PUA girlfriends don’t mean anything.
if a girl says she has a boyfriend – make the guy casually look like a psycho. It’s good to just continue talking to the girl after she says she has a boyfriend. After a little bit just say you hope her boyfriend isn’t stalking her so you won’t get your ass kicked. if the girls talking to you after interest is shown on either side to begin with she’s not happy with her relationship.
if you don’t like that situation, you can always leave and go find another set. because if your looking for a girl to marry and be serious with your not gunna find that in a girl that is willing to talk to other guys while she has a boyfriend. if the boyfriends an asshole she should just leave him and not talk to other guys. If you aren’t looking for a girlfriend then maybe stay in if there’s attraction built. because you don’t want to get your ass kicked by her 7 foot boyfriend who is used to beating the shit out of her.
Some of my best moments however…
AMOGing some guy that went to Atlantic City with two girls, and the girls made him go get them drinks. After that I didn’t pursue because I have a bad habit of once I reach a goal being satisfied. It’s good in some cases, however, how i’m fixing that sticking point is by setting a follow-up goal or two.
Another was kind of funny when I used a Mystery canned method and got found out by this girl, I actually ended up using game on her a bit later on in life and completely taking her by storm.
Another interesting game experience was recognizing other people who use the game when i’m out places. It’s funny to notice.
One of my best of all time was a threesome/sex orgy at my house, it only happened once. Another good one was a first night fuck finish because I was very direct with the girl that I wanted sex.
JOHN DOES story about the gucci shoes is funny as hell!!!! Brilliant!
For real, that JonDoe story is Jokes,,,
Poker, your story reminds me;
I met this girl at a house party, and we descide to cruise out back to her place.
We had been drinking since 10am, and doing mouthfulls of vodka ice louges, so I was mildy tipsy as it were. Oh and I had just been vomitting, although she doesn’t know that. (I was a real lucky AFC)
So on the way to the shop, walking arm in arm, to buy condoms, I remember kicking a bin bag out of my way.
Haha I said. That hurt I thought.
We walk around co-op aimlessly for a while, its 2 in the morning but I guess there used to drunken couples in Edinburgh- they’re still selling condoms.
However, as I hand over the money I notice several LARGE pools of blood around the shop, one for every step I’ve taken.
People are looking at me strange and my shoe is drenched red.
She asks me, “Do you want to go to hospital”
“Nah, fuck it”
“I think we should go to hospital Alex”
“Nah, its fine”
“… OK!!”
Back at her house, and I nip to the toilet to take my shoe off.
I look down at my foot, and I can see right into it. There’s a gash about 2.5 inches long accross it, and I can see all the muscle, and the tendon which has been completely sliced through.
hmmm.
So wrap it up in toilet roll, and stick on my game face. Lets go to work.
Some time late, we have been having sex for about an hour, and I really start to feel woozy. But its just the drink and sex, right?
So it sort of dawns on us as we sober up that her bed room, and her entire house, is covered in blood.
Called a cab, wouldn’t take me, passing med students tell me I need serious work, call an ambulance, she comes with me, and we get down to it again in the private hospital room, where I lie for 2 hours until the day doctors come on shift.
3 extra days in Edinburgh, in hospital, on morphine (which was nice), and a big fat girl-magnet scar on my foot.
Had to get a new pair of shoes though…
PS JonDoe, good shout on the blue shoes man, girls just love to talk about shoes huh..?
LP man, thats great! Funny shit, I admire your determination to get laid my friend!!LoLS
Lol, thanks for the comments guys! I’m glad you enjoyed the story . . . I find that when you travel about life often becomes one big funny story!
Love plus, I enjoyed the story; made me smile. :-).
I find that the one thing girls notice first in a guy is his shoes. I have all kinds of shoes! Each pair have a story. It’s also a great way of starting conversations. Don’t be afraid to wear something that you really like! At the moment I’m running about it purple suede loafers. ;-).
Hope you had a great weekend guys.
Regards,
JonDoe.
Alright, not sure if this counts cause this is before I got into gaming, but one time I’m with a girl I’d met one day, just randomly started talking to on the train. I must’ve been 17 I think… we both get off at the same stop so we decide to wonder around town together a bit, and there’s a lot of sexual tension. I’m thinking this is f**king brilliant, can’t believe my luck, but I’m trying to keep my calm etc. Eventually she’s asking me to come back to my place, but she’s saying (and don’t ask me how we got so explicit with each other) that she’s naturally very dry and, even with a condom, needs some lubricant.
She doesn’t have any back at her place, and obviously i don’t just wonder around with a tube of KY jelly in my pocket, so we head into Boots to pick up some. I spend a while trying to figure out exactly what aisle its under (they don’t exactly make it obvious with the signs… I think it was under something like men’s skincare), and eventually find it, turn and head to the checkout.
And right in front of me is my mum. My fucking mum.
So there I am, with some random girl she’s never seen, in Boots with a suspicious box in my hand.
I blag myself out of it somehow, but she’s not that stupid, I think she realised what was going on. My only minor salvation is that I think she thought it was a box of condoms, as opposed to lubricant.
Couldn’t look her in the eye for days.
Gabriel
Here’s to doing that before minus the camera.
The dark lights of a club can make people look completely different.
Love plus Lol, great story, i don´t think i would enjoyed that much my story if i got hurt, but you never know, there are some scars that tells great stories, yours is good, what about that? pick up and tragedies, you should put a thread about that Lol, this topic is really great, real run.
POKER
You built many useful points presently there. I did a look pertaining to from the matter along with discovered the majority of consumers will probably consent together with your webpage.
Thank you, I have recently been searching for info approximately this topic for a long time and yours is the greatest I have found out so far. However, what in regards to the bottom line? Are you certain about the source?