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52 First Dates Volume 1
52 First Dates Volume 1
52 First Dates Volume 1
First edition
Note on Book
1. Introduction
Background
2. Date 1: The Redhead & The Earmuffs
Topic: The Kiss
3. Date 2: “Resting on My Morals ... ”
Topic: Date Flakes
4. Date 3: Portugal Girl
Topic: Frame Tests
5. Date 4: The Smartly-Dressed Professional
Topic: Observation
6. Dates 5 and 6: Young & Gauche
Topic: Is an Awkward Date a Bad Date?
7. Date 7: “The Girl with No Name”
Topic: Owning Your Mistakes
8. Date 8: Monty the Python or “When Was the
Last Time You Had Sex?”
Topic: Is it Okay to Talk About Sex on a Date?
9. Date 9: “Old, Ugly & Disgusting ... ”
Topic: Teasing
10. Date 10: “Just ... DO IT, please!”
Topic: Intent
11. Date 11: The Tinder Experiment
12. Date 12: Miss Adventure
Topic: Boyfriends
13. Date 13: The Amazing Instant Date
14. Extra Date: Barcolina Forever
Topic: How Important is it to Escalate Quickly?
15. Date 14: The Photographer
Topic: Can You Ever Be Friends With a Girl?
16. Date 15: Lana Del Ray Girl
Topic: Older Dudes and Younger Girls
17. Date 16: The Ukrainian Student
18. Date 17: Anastasia, the Russian Business
Lady
Topic: The Language Barrier
19. Date 18: The 2nd Tinder Date
Topic: The Elephant in the Room
20. Date 19: The French Secretary
Topic: Women are More Intelligent than Men
Note on Authenticity
Note on Book
Introduction
We arrived in Kraków.
As we climbed out of the bus, I muttered, “It’s
crazy.”
“What I like about it is its accountability. Guys are
always weaseling out,” Tom said.
“What I want is a way to make sure I generate
enough dates to give me the actual opportunity to
practice this stuff.”
“How many dates did you go on last year?”
“Twenty, maybe … ”
“So you’ve already been on more first dates than
most guys go on in a lifetime! Hey, look at this.” He
changed the subject, never one to linger on a topic too
long.
We were walking through the shopping center on the
way to the train, and now and again we would notice a
single girl.
“Great time for Daygame, Valentine’s Day in the
evening. It’s the one time when you can be sure a single
girl is likely to be responsive.”
A few minutes later we found ourselves on the train
from Kraków to Warsaw. It was around 6 p.m. The train
was mysteriously empty.
“It’s not outside the bounds of possibility,” I floated.
“Fifty-two in a year. I guess it’s doable … ”
I stared out of the window, both of us absorbed in our
own worlds for a while. Shit, I thought to myself. Do I
really want to—do I really have to—put myself through
what seems like a world of pain?
“I guess I’ll do it.” I sighed.
Tom laughed. “That’s a great spirit in which to start a
project: a state of resigned dejection!”
But then I was re-energized as Tom decided to do an
impromptu podcast on that train between Kraków and
Warsaw and the project was launched. On Valentine’s
Day, which seemed strangely inappropriate. And it was
an interesting podcast too because we both became quite
vocal. I believed in marriage and that you did not need to
sleep with lots of girls to learn this stuff and go through
the necessary rite of passage. While Tom Torero, the
lone wolf, was of a different viewpoint.1
That podcast cemented my resolve. It was clear to me
that if I was going to have any chance of improving at the
dating game and learning how to handle a girl on a date, I
was going to need practice and I was going to need a lot
of dates. The podcast now meant that I could not quietly
drop the whole project halfway through. (Which is
exactly what I want to now do, 34 dates in at the time of
writing!)
And as I have said, it was—to my mind—a very
important way of keeping an eye open for a possible
partner. While during the previous “Daygame” period, I
had one or two mini-relationships, with some really
interesting and attractive girls, I had not found “the
one.”2 Meeting another 52 might yield better results! And
abundance alone might make me more relaxed and
indifferent to the idea of a long-term partnership
altogether. No bad thing.
And so it began …
1
You might be able to find the podcast, recorded in February 2017, on
Tom’s YouTube channel. Our views contradict as I believe in marriage and
also in not transgressing in terms of trespassing into other people’s
marriages.
2
You should know by now if you have read, Too Late, Mate? (or seen my
videos) that this does not mean your Disney Girl, “the one,” but “a one”—
someone who would be a great partner in a long-term relationship. A partly
pragmatic, rather than wholly romantic, decision.
2
***
The circumstances in which we later met were intriguing.
I was, at that time, trying my best with a certain little
madam, a pretty Belarussian girl who I had already been
on a couple of dates with but without much success. In
fact, it was becoming very frustrating, and I was learning,
for the first time, how difficult it is with girls the further
East you go, in terms of physical escalation.4 It had been
at least three or four dates, and she had sent me at least
five or six photos of her looking gorgeous in various
poses and even one video of her blowing kisses. I was
like a little bird, following a trail of breadcrumbs to some
dangerous fate. One of her photos displayed an array of
delicious food and champagne as if she were saying,
“Alex, you need to shower me with riches in order to get
anywhere near my golden palace of pleasure.”
Anyway, this particular Belarussian Princess
happened to be studying at university in Kraków, and it
so happened that the fun Redhead likewise lived there.
She had been in Warsaw for work.
So I set up back-to-back dates barely 45 minutes
apart. It was a bit bold going down there in the first place
as the rulebook says you should never visit a city to meet
a girl you have not slept with—or at least you should
have first got the relationship on a very clear sexual
footing.5 But I thought that if the dates flaked, I could
always do some Daygame in Kraków, which is a
fabulous city where I had not spent any real time.
3
Dagmara was the girl at the climax of the story in Too Late, Mate? with
whom I had enjoyed an amazing summer of love over a year ago.
4
It was only much later I was to discover more about Russian culture and
Russian women and how different they are from girls in the West. Wait for
Volume II.
5
Why not? The reason is a pretty fundamental truth underlying women’s
wiring when it comes to dating. They love attention and so will happily soak
it up like a sunflower soaking up the sun. Or if you were a cynic and not so
charitable, you may compare it to a female vampire, sucking you dry. When
you finally (and feebly) challenge her, drained of all masculine energy, she
declares, sweetly, “I really like you, but only as a friend.”
6
But quite frankly, what do girls expect? Most are such notorious flakes. Do
they think we should just sit around all day and night waiting for them to
confirm that they can or cannot meet and then end up with a wasted
evening?
7
If you’re going to tease and say something challenging, you better learn to
stick with it all the way—just wear a cheeky smile at the same time. Do not
let her knock you off base. Stick with it and you generate sexual attraction.
Hesitate, apologize, or rationalize and the attraction will instantly evaporate.
(Nuts, isn’t it?)
3
Date 2: “Resting on My
Morals ... ”
In the interim, the texting was great and she was very
responsive. After teasing her about spending all her
money on shopping, it was easy to set up a long-term
tease whereby I put her on a point system for not
spending money on beauty or make-up during the
intervening period between meeting and dating:8
Weekday
Her: Great :) but I prefer 16 or 18 or 19 or 20 or 22
or 23. Is it possible?
Monday
Me: I’m going to have to go back today, Sylwia, I’m
afraid [sad face] Annoying
Her: Oj…:( ok. I understand. So maybe next time
[winky face]
But while it was true that there were plenty more fish—
and one or two of them virtually threw themselves onto
my boat in the coming months—they were not all that
interested in being taken back to port and slung
breathless onto the quayside. Certainly, while I might get
quite a few of them, flapping, into the cockpit of my
boat, they would often flap back out into the sea again,
with a smile and a wink.
Monday
Me: I’ve found a cute spot for bubble tea on
Chmielna that looks fun. Let’s meet either Tuesday or
Thursday. What suits?
Her: Ooh, nice! Yes, I know it! Either is fine :)
Me: Great, Thursday then, 7pm.
Her: ok, c u then :)
Thursday
Me: Hey there! The bar I mentioned closes at 6pm -
so let’s meet outside The Atlantic Cinema instead. We’ll
go on the adventure from there :)
Her: Hi Alex. I’m sorry i can’t meet today
That was it! I replied:
Thursday
Me: Minus 58 points. That’s pretty poor behavior,
Anna
***
We met for our first proper date at one of my favorite
bars called Jacks. I scheduled the date on a Saturday
night. I rarely schedule dates on a Saturday, but I did in
this instance as the instant date had gone so well and it’s
good to experiment from time to time. But I did give her
a time of 5 p.m. I did this so that either of us could roll
off with the excuse that we had other plans later that
night. Saturday night does not really start until 8:30 p.m.
anyway, so this gives you both the excuse to leave early
and pretend you have other plans if it doesn’t work out.
I was five minutes late and found her already sitting
at a table. This was annoying because I prefer to sit with
girls at bars on the first date, where possible, as it tends
to be easier to create a physical connection in such
situations, but I turned the script around and made a
positive out of a negative by getting her to come over to
the bar in order to choose a cocktail. I grabbed her bag
and coat and bundled her over. I led.
We sat at the bar and chit-chatted away merrily. I
cannot now remember what we actually spoke about, but
it went well enough that at one point we took a photo of
ourselves together. There was a gadget at the bar at
Jack’s, a mini photo booth, and you can turn it on and get
it to take your photo. I think it must be some sort of
promotional thing. Anyway, we used it to take our photo
together, and we were laughing and fooling about,
blissfully ignorant of anyone or anything else in the bar.
And so it seemed that we were really getting on.
We did not stay out long. Perhaps until 10pm. She said
she had a lot of things to do before her trip to Portugal,
and I said that I had actually been ill from food poisoning
the previous week and was still taking it easy. The walk
back to the metro hand in hand was also amazing. I
kissed her goodnight. She only kissed lightly, now more
self-conscious and not so lost in the moment as she had
been at the bar. She disappeared down the escalators.
I walked back home treading on air. I reflected on the
night’s events and how seamless it had all been. It felt
like the most amazing date and that I had played a
blinder. It had all escalated so smoothly. From me taking
the lead and moving her from a table when I arrived at
the bar, to us taking each other’s photos on the Jack
Daniels’ photo machine, to the spot at the bar, the
gradual touching, and then stroking her hair. And I
reflected on how powerful that moment had been when I
started to talk to her about what was so especially
attractive—her bold personality and ability to talk about
her prejudices. It was a little cheesy, but I was carried
away with the moment and knew intuitively it would
work, that we were in the bubble and that she would kiss
me. It had been like that moment in wintry Kraków, in
the Old Town Square with the Red Head.
Then there were a few pings back and forth:
This was great stuff. It was clear that she was hooked and
a second date was definitely on. I had to move fast
because I was going on a ski trip to Austria and she was
going to Portugal.
Monday Morning
Me: Hey Hey. Secret Agent wants to see you before
he goes to Austria on wednesday. Are you free tuesday?
Her: Yes I am free on Tuesday evening.
This was great. But the text did not end there.
Mysteriously she added this:
Monday Afternoon
Her: I thought a little bit about “us”…and I am sure
that we have got completely different expectations and
you seem to be a womanizer :-) truly you are a mystery
for me…I don’t even know if you have good intentions. I
am not looking for any troubles. Sorry for my doubts, I
am a woman I have to talk about them ;-)
Monday Afternoon
Me: No problem :) And nope, I’m looking for a long
term relationship. But I’m flattered you think my dating
skills are that good! ;)
She did not reply and then later that same evening I sent
this message:
Monday Evening
Me: But although I’m not a womanizer, there is a
bigger problem…
She responded immediately:
Her: What kind of problem?
Me: My age. I’m 87 ;)
Her: I know…pressure…you have to hurry :-)…you
do not have too much time :-) any last dream?..jump with
a parachute or glider flight? ;-)
Tuesday Morning
Her: “…by evening, I could be dead ;-)”
I pinged back:
Me: “No worries. Take it easy, Working Girl. I’m
sure you’re reserving your place in heaven [saint
emoticon]”
And so the window of opportunity passed. She left for
Portugal. I rolled off and told myself, The date went
great and she reciprocated afterward. There was just no
time to meet. You can get it back on track when she
returns.
We then exchanged messages on Facebook while she
was in Portugal. A couple of days later, I pinged her that
I hoped she was behaving herself and not hanging around
cocktail bars or chatting up complete strangers, and she
responded by sending me loads of beautiful photos of the
apartment, countryside, and hotel and said, “I’m
emigrating here!”
When I teased her that she had met a Portuguese
cocktail waiter, obviously, she replied, “I’m not
kidding!”
Suddenly, it really did feel as if there had been a
window of opportunity—and that the window had closed
shut. We pinged some more but her replies were shorter
and more sporadic. Then, when she was finally back in
Warsaw, I asked her out on a date:
Weekday
Me: Listen Portugal, just landed from Uk and got a
busy week. Let’s meet up for coffee at the weekend. What
day suits?
Her: I was thinking some time ago a little bit about
our strange relationship…and I am sorry but I am not
going continue with this. I have never felt better, I don’t
want to meet anyone. Sorry for this misunderstanding!
I sent her a ping about three weeks later, but she ignored
it.
I have not seen her since.
Topic: Frame Tests
So, let’s go detective and try and figure this one out.
“Just exactly what happened?”
Now, the first thing to appreciate as a guy who is
learning about women and dating is not to start telling
yourself stuff like, “It was not meant to be,” or “The stars
were against us,” or “It was her loss, not mine.” You are
allowed to be annoyed about it, especially after a great
date has gone so well, but if you are determined to learn
and improve then you must at some point—in the cold
light of day—take a good hard look at what happened.
Most guys never do this. They just move on to the next
girl without having learned anything about themselves.
The first thing to say is that my friend was almost
certainly right. All that was really on was a romantic
night together, and I missed this window and that, in
reality, there were external, logistical issues in the way
that were always likely to have made it difficult.
What I noticed as I reflected on the date many
months later is that I pushed it quite hard. This was
natural, I guess, because there was only a small window
of opportunity to see her again. But there is always a
danger that you will come across a little needy. And I
actually think that one problem was the clue afforded by
the small matter of that single text. I think there was a
real frame test in there. Women test men to see how they
will react. She had sent me this message:
Me: I’m not as nice as you think. Don’t you think you can
keep up with my experience! Listen, I’m out tonight with
my friend Lauren but def catch up soon. Laithwaites are
doing some wine tasting this month if u fancy?? X
17
These voices are familiar friends, and I dare say that they will never go
away. After all, in truth—certainly by society’s standards—walking around
an Eastern European shopping center in the middle of the afternoon in
March and going up to strangers, interrupting them as they go about their
daily business and hitting on them is hardly a conventional pastime. Why is
this? Is it because I should be doing something more sensible and productive
with my time? Is it because of the sexual component and the fact that I am
doing it in the daylight hours? Is this simply a major breach of society’s
code of conduct? A social crime? There can surely be no ethical or moral
objection to a man going up to an attractive girl and seeing whether she
would like to go for coffee. Can there? She can always politely say, “No.”
Is what society dislikes the premeditated nature of it and the fact that it is not
just some happy, accidental, and romantic collision? (It is, after all, the
daytime equivalent of “going on the pull” at night.) But in that case, why
does society disapprove if it is acceptable to do it at night? And who is this
“society” who disapproves? Your friends? Your family? Your sisters?
Perhaps it is because we like to think we are “civilized,” and in a civilized
society, males do not go around “hunting” females in the streets.
Is it perhaps “an attack” on society itself? But then again, if the mating game
was all just left to chance and accidental, romantic collisions, you wonder
whether anyone would ever get anywhere and the world would be left
unpopulated. Surely it is normal and natural for men to want to hunt? You
can only start to conclude that it is a somewhat arbitrary rule set by society
and that, in fact, it really just creates boundaries and limits and ring-fences
sexual behavior of this sort. It is almost as if society is afraid that if it does
not create a code of conduct around this behavior, human beings will go
rampant and breed like rabbits, leaving babies at every street corner. It feels
as if society itself is afraid.
18
See Date 1
19
I am not sure how well she understood the point that I was making, but
the thing is I said it with conviction and real emotion and this energy was
probably more important to creating the right vibe than the content itself.
20
Chapter 13—Hobbit, Essex Boys & “The Text.”
21
In the general, modern-day, and sentimental climate of the concept of “the
one,” guys may be forgiven for thinking that the timing and location of
meetings with girls are secondary. But they really are not. You only really
begin to understand the importance of this when you adjust your thinking
and start to replace the concept of “the one” with “a one.”
5
Saturday
Me: Hey Fifties Movies Girl ;) Unexpected but fun
meeting you. Alex
Sunday
Her: It was nice to meet you :)
Wednesday
Me: On train to Vienna. For some Austrian mountain
air and that dream chalet ;) Life is sweet.
Sunday
Me: [Photo of me relaxing on the ski slopes] Taking
a break amongst the pines
Her: Amazing view :)
22
This reminds me of my old self. Old-fashioned values inconsistent with
the current times and the idea that the right one will turn up eventually! This
is more forgivable in a girl, but a guy needs to take action. Whether and
what action girls can take to improve their chances at dating is an interesting
topic, but unfortunately outside the scope of this book.
6
***
***
Date 6 was indeed very similar to Date 5, although she
had recently graduated and was in a job. She was a Polish
girl from a city called Bialystock. I wish I could show
you her Facebook profile. She looks like a doll. Strong
red lipstick and curly fair hair, lots of it, like a
mannequin in a shop window. It’s as though her mother
just bought her the “Girl’s Book of Beauty” for
Christmas, and she is trying out different styles. The day
I met her, she was on page one: “How to look stunning
on a date.” Although judging by her later appearance on
the date itself, I think she had drifted onto page 18, “How
to dress for a ball with the Royal Family.” A part of me
imagined her still a girlish teenager, rummaging through
her mother’s wardrobe, trying on her mother’s shoes and
clothes far too large for her.
I first approached her at the bottom of an escalator in
a shopping center, and she really was wowed. I think it
was the way that I just sort of “pounced” by jumping in
front of her without a moment’s thought. My attention
had been immediately caught by her young beauty and
her makeup looks. (I am as much a victim of my biology
as she is of hers.) I went straight into my flow and had an
excellent vibe. It reminded me of something I had heard
the famous Yad (he of the early Daygame.com days) say:
“If the vibe is right, you can literally get away with
anything.”23 And I think this was proof of that statement
in action. I was a much older guy, and here she was, a
young woman of barely more than 22 or 23 (a big age
gap).
She was very circumspect in the texting in between the
approach and the date. When I asked her out, she texted,
“I’m too young for you, but okay.” In fact, after the very
first text I sent her, she actually sent the same text twice,
the second text simply correcting a spelling error in the
first and to apologize for it! She was afraid of meeting
me, partly because of her English.
***
Weekday
Her: But I’m working this weekend in my office…and
meeting with my family…so I don’t know…sunday at
8am and saturday at 22pm so maybe next week…Monday
is better for me.
Me: Monday I’m back in Warsaw. No time on
Sunday?
Her: No :(
In the case of these two dates, it was clear that they were
young and gauche and that this was always going to be a
problem.
Young girls who just may be shy about the whole
experience and naive sexually just need a lot of comfort
first. I remember a buddy telling me about his experience
with one girl where she was saying nothing and being
very shy, and he was basically just walking her around a
park, perhaps touching hands once or twice and then
almost going back to the drawing board for the next date.
And the next. And the next …
But eventually she relaxed and eventually he got her
back to his apartment and eventually they made sweet
love.
The trick here was to put her at ease and just take it
real slow. Also, keeping the dates short, if necessary, can
give her the illusion of having known you for longer.
Don’t rule out an awkward date. Be patient. Even an
Ice Age has to thaw. Eventually.
23
I have done a podcast with Yad on the origins of Daygame, which you
can find on my YouTube channel.
24
You can actually see a still of her if you watch the YouTube video on my
channel.
25 In the case of Date 4, you may recall that I just got up from my side of the
table and walked around to hers, moving her handbag in the process so I
could get closer to her.
26
See the Epilogue of Volume II.
27 If a girl has shown up for a date, especially if she has dressed up like Date
6 had, it is “on.” And yet a guy will sit there and do mental yoga, contorting
himself into a position where he actually starts to believe that it is just
clearly a social, friendly meeting and there is no sexual chemistry
whatsoever.
7
***
The first date took place not far from where we had met.
In fact, I think that if you are struggling to think of a date
location, it is not a bad idea to simply tell the girl to meet
you where you initially met. We went to a bar at a funky,
warehouse-y complex, and once there, jumped onto bar
stools and began chatting. It was going well—the
location was good and the bar stools made it easy to
touch her from time to time and make a physical
connection. She was wearing a sort of azure-blue
necklace that made her look like Cleopatra, so I could
easily reach forward and touch her necklace and tease her
about looking like an ancient Egyptian (and a notoriously
hot one, at that).
It all seemed to be going well … so I pushed it one
step further. I “spiked” up the conversation.28
A beat.
She stared.
I shrugged. I took another sip, a little more nervously this
time, a tremor of anxiety suddenly running through me.
This particular silence seemed like a different brand of
the usual silence, and rather than it pumping up the
tension and being sexy, it felt scary. My remark hung in
the air like one of those petite Chinese ice skaters I
mentioned, who has been thrown up high by her partner,
and there she spins, hanging like a helicopter, pirouetting
high up into the sky. Watching this, you take a sharp
intake of breath, wondering whether or not she is going
to come crashing down.
Well, to stretch the analogy further, I don’t think the
judges on this occasion would have lifted up a row of
five perfect 10s for me. The fall was painful.
“You don’t remember my name?”
“Nope. Not at all. Isn’t it funny? Completely left my
mind!”
Thinking back on it, she might well have thought that the
way I expressed myself was a bit cocky and arrogant,
whereas in my mind I was just “being honest.”30
“I don’t believe it,” she said. “Do you often approach
girls in the street?”
She was suddenly suspicious and I replied by
qualifying and agreeing, “Oh, yes, you were number 38,
hahaha!”
But the old favorite didn’t work this time. Instead, it
sounded hollow and out of place in the context of the
conversation.
She now clearly had the idea that I had approached
lots of girls, but it was not in a good way. I had not
anticipated this as the consequence of my honesty. She
now may have thought that I was just a random weirdo
who approached people in the street. I said, “Finish up!”
and announced that we were going. I paid, and there was
another long period of silence as I completed that
transaction, and then we left.
We walked side by side. Now the next venue was a
little way, as the square where we were was not close to
my flat on this occasion, so we had quite a walk. And as
hard as I tried to talk about other topics, every time it all
came round to that. And it just hung in the air, like a
sword over me, the whole walk. The walk was a good
fifteen minutes, which felt like an age.
On the way, she teased me, because, as she pointed
out, “I can’t believe you forgot, because of what
happened.”
“What do you mean?” I ventured, feeling like,
although I was already in a corner, I was going to get
squeezed in even tighter.
“You don’t remember?”
What can she possibly mean? I wondered. I mean,
I’ve stopped about 45 other girls since I stopped her, I
can’t remember every conversation!
“In the street,” she continued. “Our conversation?”
I tried to recollect what she was talking about. The
trouble was I had been on quite a few dates already, even
before my project. In the future, I would actually record
short voice memos on my phone after getting a number
in order to reflect on what had happened. But for now, I
could remember nothing, and all my approaches were
jumbled up together.
She decided she was going to milk it. When I put my
arm around her for a moment she pulled away.
“I guess you have just spoken to a lot of girls and
you’re just mixed up, right? But what is surprising to me
is the way you gave me such a hard time.”
We walked a few moments more.
“It’s not far,” I said, ignoring her taunts. “Just up
here.”
“You told me off for not remembering your name,
don’t you remember?”
It slowly dawned on me. I had completely forgotten
about the conversation in the street. My mind did a triple
axel as I thought, Oh shit, this is bad. She has totally got
“the frame” and is nailing me.
“Yes,” she said, driving home her point. “I can’t
believe you’ve forgotten.”
We walked some more, this time in silence, and I
wondered what I was going to do. It did not feel as if I
could leave it and totally ignore it. Anyway, I had tried
changing the subject, and it just snapped back to this
topic every time. I decided that the best thing to do was
simply to make an apology and be sincere. And so as we
got to the corner where we had to turn, we both stopped
and I said, “Look, I’m sorry about the whole name thing.
I forgot. But, you know, I like you. I’ve enjoyed your
company, and I’d like to hang out with you some more.
So if you want to grab a quick drink, I know a nice little
bar down here.”
And I held out my hands and shrugged.
She now went “coquettish.” It was like her feathers
suddenly preened themselves out in a colorful fan. She
lifted her head and said, “I don’t know. I think I might go
home … it’s a weeknight and I have work early.”
She hesitated, but I was not about to try to bring her
round again (nor was I capable of doing so at that
moment), and so I simply said, slightly annoyed at her
coquettish reaction to my plain-speaking, “Okay, let’s go.
I’ll walk you to the metro.”
We arrived at the metro entrance, and at the top of the
steps, she paused before leaving. By this point, I felt she
had gone too far, and I was just pissed off that she was
milking it so much. I suddenly started feeling annoyed
with her behavior. I don’t need this. She’s not all that hot
—nice figure but not totally hot—and I’ve got options
right now. I actually think she’s being a bit of a bitch.
And so I said something short like, “Okay, well, have
a good week.” And I felt that I had sounded pretty final.
But somehow she seemed to misunderstand me, and
she said, “Maybe, we’ll see.”
She had obviously thought I had said something like,
“See you next week.” (English was not her first
language, after all.)
She was being coquettish again.
I just walked off, and she walked down into the metro.
28
Spikes are some of the first things you learn when you learn about
Daygame, because, unlike in a bar or club, it may not be so easy to create a
physical, sexual connection. During the daytime or on a first date, you do it
verbally or physically, just a few times during the date, pushing it and
coming out of your comfort zone for a moment, before rolling off and
returning to normal conversation. I learned about spikes from Tom Torero’s
early material. I just have a few basic ones, like in this story, that I
repeatedly use.
29
Incidentally, there is a photo of this girl on the vlog I recorded on my
YouTube channel.
30
Oh, how poorly misunderstood is that expression, along with that other
old favorite, “just be yourself”!
31
Does this seem all rather contrived? Well, the whole thing is contrived! I
mean, whether it is following a structure or routine on the date or during the
approach. If you are reading this book, you have accepted that these are
skills that you need to learn and structures or principles that you need to
follow. You can choose to stay with the idea that dating is all some sort of
“beautiful synchronicity” in which two people meet and there is chemistry
and sparks fly and absolutely no work is required. Or, if you are reading this
book, you are probably now healthily skeptical about this and realize that
work needs to be done.
32
I have been reading Kezia Noble’s book The Noble Art of Seducing
Women. In one anecdote she points out that if you make a mistake, that is
fine, but it is how you handle the mistake that is the key thing.
8
I did not get her out on a date straight away. It had been a
solid interaction and there was no rush. In fact, I forgot
about her. And then a few weeks later, a girl waved at me
in the mezzanine area of Cafe Nero one morning, and I
realized that it was the same girl.
In the run-up to the date, she actually phoned me a
couple of times. I do not think this has ever happened to
me before or since. She was definitely one for “frame
control,” although it was not a conscious thing. She just
had a lot of energy about her and perhaps she was also
nervous.
The second time she phoned was actually on the
afternoon of the date, and she wanted to change the time
and the venue. She did not want to meet in a bar in the
evening around 6 p.m. but instead suggested meeting in
The Palace of Culture in the cinema coffee shop. She
also wanted to change the time to 5 p.m. and wanted to
emphasize that it was “just for coffee.” So I acquiesced
rather than get into a debate about it.
***
A silence.
She stood up, stared at me, then grabbed her coat and
left.
33
Come to think of it, even from that initial moment, I should have realized
that there was something unique and special about this girl! Moving sofas
around at 8 o’clock in the morning was a bit “hyper.”
34
The show, Pot Black, was a hit. In fact, it helped transform snooker from
a minority sport with just a handful of professionals into one of the most
popular sports in the United Kingdom.
35 See Chapter 12 of my first book Too Late, Mate?
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***
We met and I walked her to the first bar. It was pretty
empty, and the conversation was straightaway quite
provocative. We got onto the subject of cats and dogs
and which she preferred. And would you believe it, but
yes—it turned out that she did have a dog after all. When
she showed me photos, I couldn’t believe it. It was
exactly what I expected—one of those little ones with
bug eyes that you can indeed fit into a Michael Kors
handbag. Worse, she had dressed it up. The poor thing
was in this ridiculous sailor’s uniform.38
“Oh my God!” I said. “Look at the poor thing! It’s
looking up at the camera as if it’s saying to me, ‘Please,
can you help me? I need to escape from this crazy
bitch!’”
Katarzyna laughed, so I carried on the tease. She was
clearly spirited and referring to her as a “bitch” had
seemed to help break the ice, bizarrely. I had, of course,
done it in a cheeky way, in the third person. Mind you,
even if I had called her a crazy bitch in the first person, it
might not have mattered.
I summoned the waiter over and said to him, “Look
at this!”
I took her phone and showed him the photo.
“Would you date a girl who had a dog like this?”
He smiled.
“I’m sorry to bring you in on the conversation cold,
but really, look at the poor thing. I mean, you’ve got to
feel sympathy for him, surely? Poor guy. Is it a he?”
“Yes.” She giggled.
“Oh my God.”
Weekday
Me: are you free Sunday 8th?
Her: Yes
Me: How’s 4.30pm? Let’s meet for coffee in the Old
Town.
Her: Ok :) Fine
But then on the day of the date in the morning she wrote:
Sunday
Her: Hi, the place is ok, I know this cafe. However I
am terrible sorry – I can’t meet you. I completely forget
that today is the important game of polish national
football team [a string of football and trophy icons] and
I promised my man to accompany him. I really wanted to
meet you and it wasn’t intended. I hope you understand. I
am sorry ;( [string of sad faces]
The fact that I did not escalate on the date in this way and
dialed it down may have led her to become confused
about whether or not I was auditioning to be her
boyfriend or really was a player after all. This might have
then made sense of all that texting afterward and why I
never got the second date, because she was in two minds
about where I fitted in with her other relationship. If it
had just been adventurous sex, maybe I could have fitted
in with her existing relationship. But by presenting as a
boyfriend, she then felt she had to choose.42
One rather unpalatable truth might be that there is
room in a woman’s life for two men, but only if one is a
“provider” and the other is a “bad boy” who she is just
having adventurous sex on the side with. If both are
projecting boyfriend material, then she is forced into
making a choice. Moreover, it is of course very difficult
to compete with her friends and her local social circle.
You’re an outsider. It is always more difficult to audition
for the boyfriend role.
When I think about it, it comes back to a struggle that
I have had almost to the day since I began this adventure
into the pick-up world. And that is whether I really
needed to go down the rabbit hole and become a player
(not easy at 46) or whether I could learn a few basic
skills and then get hitched to a girl. And how would I
know when I had completed this rite of passage?
As I write now, the horrible thought occurs to me that
if you embark on any enterprise or adventure in life, you
need to go through it and come out on the other side, not
skirt around it. And that implies full immersion.
Ultimately, as any decent pick-up coach will tell you,
it is easier to turn that girl you have seduced into a long-
term girlfriend, rather than the other way around.
Courting her in an old-fashioned way but not trying to
seduce her can work, but it can take a long time and you
find yourself in an audition for her affections, in which
she has unrealistic ideals for the perfect mate.43
The paradox is that once you have been on this
journey and learned to be a player, will you ever want to
make this girl your permanent girlfriend or wife? Or are
you now in unfortunate possession of an inconvenient
truth that completely pulls the carpet from underneath
your previously dearly-held beliefs? You thought you
had gotten into this stuff in order to find a wife or a long-
term partner that would finally put the seal on your
happiness in life—and now you discover that you really
don’t want it. In fact, could really do without it.
For someone from an old-fashioned, more traditional
background, this is a very inconvenient truth indeed.
36
I outline the broad strokes of the method I was taught for approaching
girls in the street in Chapter 4 of Too Late, Mate? Teasing and challenging
are important components of the attraction phase.
37
I actually met her again about 18 months after the first date. We went for
a walk in the woods and she refused to go into a park area where there were
too many working-class types for her liking!
38
Nick Krauser, in his book Male Mastery, describes the different “types”
of girls that there are, and there is a lot of truth in it. She was clearly “a
type.”
39 Whatever that means. Another societal shaming device, I guess.
40
r-selected and K-selected refers to sexual mating strategies in animals. r-
selected species go for lots of sex with different partners and play the
numbers game. K-selected species—like whales, for example—have fewer
offspring and invest in them for a lifetime. So more of a “provider.” It’s
interesting to note, before you prefer one strategy over the other, that both
work in their own ways.
41This finally makes sense of something David DeAngelo said, which I had
never really understood: “Attraction is not a choice.”
42 Another interesting reference here is Dr. Bus’ book Evolution of Desire in
which he gives an example from the animal kingdom involving a certain
species of small bird. In a study, a female was observed with her partner and
then seen to leave her partner while he wasn’t looking and fly into a bush.
Another male bird was hiding there. She quickly copulates with him and
then flies back to her partner through the other side of the bush. He is none
the wiser. (Presumably she has a shower before flying back to him.)
Apparently she does this because she wants to obtain the highest caliber
sperm possible, so she doubles her chances this way of getting higher caliber
DNA into her womb. She already has a provider to look after any number of
children, providing she keeps their origins secret.
43
See Sixty Years of Challenge by Chris Sixty on this issue. He wrote a very
good ebook in his early days about fast escalation. He says that men want
affection but that a girl will not give a guy affection unless he has seduced
her and slept with her. Affection only follows sex. Not the other way
around. It is a very unpopular idea. But I spent years thinking that sex would
follow friendship and never got a girlfriend, time after time after time. You
have suddenly tasted the forbidden fruits of adventurous sex and that many
girls are looking for a “bad boy” and not a provider.
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44
If only a religion or spiritual organization could provide for all our needs
and take all our problems away. If only we could hand over our own faculty
of reason to such organizations and be free of the problems of self-reliance
and independent decision making. It sounds so alluring!
45
I heard it said recently in a Real Social Dynamics (RSD) vlog (the biggest
pick-up company out there) that older men should really be able to learn this
stuff ten times faster than younger men. They often are more established,
clear about what they want and who they are, and know about working hard
at something and committing to it to get a result. But the thing that gets in
the way is old habits of thinking. Old ideas die hard. These ideas may even
have helped guys up until this point in their life. This means it can actually
be harder for older dudes. Incidentally, the vlog with Tyler and Jeffy is
called “How To Pick Up 18+ Girls As An Old Man (With NO MONEY!) - 2
Old Men’s Game Revealed.”
46
The general rule with frame tests is to either amplify or ignore them and
change the topic. Amplification would have been to say, “I asked you out
because I am in the sex trade, illegally trafficking Polish girls to London.
I’m actually looking for blondes … ” In this instance, I kept the frame by
changing the topic and using a Barnum-style statement. Barnum statements
were invented by the great American showman, P T Barnum. There have
also been many psychological tests in which individuals give high accuracy
ratings to descriptions of their personality that supposedly are tailored
specifically to them but that are, in fact, vague and general enough to apply
to everyone.
47
This is my biggest beef and something I feel qualified to talk about as the
result of the number of cul-de-sacs I have gone down. There are many who
attack and criticize the game for not addressing inner issues and not working
on yourself. But for heaven’s sake, what is it if not working on yourself to
learn social, dating, and seduction skills?! You are taking steps—concrete,
outward, measurable steps—towards change. You are addressing those old
ideas, that wrong thinking and wiring.
And anyway, who said that learning the game is going to make you a happy,
fully-rounded individual? Of course, learning the game is not going to
deliver that! But if you are struggling in this area of your life and you want
to learn to get girls and master dating skills, then this is the way. Having
other areas of your life sorted out will obviously allow you more freedom to
obtain mastery in this area, just as it would in any area of life where
acquiring a new skill is concerned. But it is not going to help you improve
your dating life per se, no more than, for example, keeping fit is going to
improve your football skills. It helps, but it is not going to teach you how to
play football. And you want to learn to play football.
You see, a lot of guys who get into this stuff decide that you do not really
need to fix anything, that you just need to “be yourself” or get the rest of
your life sorted out and your dating life will improve naturally. But the
problem is that they do not really prescribe any clear action plan and method
to do so, unless you mean meditation, religion, or therapy, etc. But these are
just ways of keeping fit, as I have described above. And actually, that is the
very best they are. As often as not, they are distractions from sorting out this
area of your life, which, as is often the case, requires taking action and then
asks of you courage and stickability.
Finally, if you do start to get overly distracted by focusing on your
“issues”—attending Tony Robbins conferences, seeing a psychotherapist,
and reading a bunch of self-help books—you actually run the risk of simply
inflating them into an even bigger issue by giving them air time. That will
just blow them up by giving them oxygen to breathe and grow. And you
might then become something of a self-development junky.
The way to really address issues is by taking action, off the back of solid
resolutions, and then often you naturally “cure” inner issues and problems in
that way. You will, if you are observant and awake, see those old ideas pop
up and dissolve, and you will feel them loosen their hold. Obviously, part of
this process is reflection, discussion, and analysis—but do not make that the
only focus. Above all, you are a man. Your nature is to take action.
48 I played the part of making myself boyfriend material. She continued to
pursue me later, in fact, and on one occasion turned up on my doorstep, a
long time after I thought it was over. We had a pleasant conversation and
then she left. This was a case of an exception, perhaps, where you do not
sleep with the girl, but she nevertheless becomes a little besotted with you.
11
***
I waited at my local bar, my usual for any type of date,
just outside as it was warm weather on a Sunday
afternoon. I was not sure whether, owing to the warm
weather, I might change tack and take her to an adjacent
bar which has an outside area. There was also a band
playing in the bar that night, which might make it quite
noisy.
While I was waiting, I got chatting to the girl taking
tickets for the band. She was attractive, late twenties or
early thirties, so I started to open up a conversation. It
turned out she was the girlfriend of one of the guys in the
band. When I told her I was waiting for a Tinder date and
asked her for her views, she said she had tried them—
briefly, while travelling in the US—but never did them
now as she did not like the impersonal nature of them
and the way you just “stacked up” people you liked. I
started to wonder whether I was likely to find attractive
girls like her on Tinder …
I had, in fact, partly opened up a conversation with
this girl to add value for when the Tinder date turned up,
since she would see me talking to an attractive girl. But I
also did it partly to distract myself. Why? Because I was
scared! I wanted to take my mind off it.
“Scared?!” I hear you cry. “What are you talking
about? You’ve been on loads of dates with girls you have
approached cold in the street!”
But the thing that scared me was that I knew hardly
anything about her, and I had enough experience to know
that a photo was no good judge of what to expect, so it
was a complete lottery. What was I going to get? And if I
did not get on with her, it could become a real drag.
Actually, meeting up blind and having to hang out with
someone you don’t get on with for an evening was
suddenly looking like an alarming prospect.
I was beginning to give up hope that the Tinder girl
would arrive. She was now very late. I was starting to
feel rather relieved that I had avoided the date.
And then she turned up.
49
Rollo Tomassi talks about this in his book The Rational Male—that there
is a social and feminine imperative that shames men for liking women that
are younger and hotter and creates social pressure on men to date women
their own age. I felt this during this date, in the form of a voice that cropped
up and started telling me I should be grateful and it was wrong to be chasing
younger, hotter women. Tomassi suggests that this is some sort of
conspiracy by older women when it is (certainly from an evolutionary,
biological point of view) quite natural for a younger, hotter girl to go after
an older, more established, and more confident male. I’m not sure where the
idea of older women and younger men fits in with this, as was raised by our
discussion of Breakfast at Tiffany’s, but I guess a young male without any
money may well break with social conditioning and do something a little out
of the norm in order to secure an advantage. This is to trade his youth and
healthy DNA for resources and so compete with those older, more
established dudes who already have plenty of resources and can attract
younger, hotter women, leaving the older cougars to fend for themselves.
And providing they can still produce children, the fact they have resources
may make it a clever maneuver after all. Nature, not necessity, is the mother
of invention.
12
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50
A similar thing ambushed me once before. See Chapter 20 of Too Late,
Mate? “Sweet Summer Fling.”
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It was then that she started talking a little about her own
dating situation and about a work colleague. Apparently,
she had been working closely with this guy, and it had
become quite awkward over time because she could tell
that he was clearly interested in her romantically but not
really showing it and being a bit creepy by playing the
best-friend card without declaring his interest. It had
become quite a problem, so by the time he did actually
say something, it was very awkward, and she had to give
him the “I like you as a friend” speech. I have to say, I
felt for the guy. This is exactly the situation I had found
myself in five years ago before I got into women and
dating.
“Yup, well, most men have been there. It’s a hard
habit to break for a lot of the male population. They find
it incredibly hard to tell a girl they like her early on. If a
guy is interested in a girl, he needs to let her know
because what you’re describing is the classic recipe for
confusing a girl and weirding her out … ”
“For sure.” She nodded.
“A guy doesn’t need to make it explicit and declare
his undying love … just needs to spike up the
conversation when he is in her company and make sure
he has polarized the dynamic. Otherwise, especially in
the case of a work environment, it could be really
awkward and painful for the guy. Guys like your guy
were never taught this stuff and can’t make that leap of
faith. Even telling the girl straight that you are attracted
to her isn’t a bad start. While declaring your interest
early on might be a bit uncalibrated, it’s better to go for
it, in my view, and crash and burn, rather than risk a
friendly series of pseudo-dates to nowhere.”
“Yeah, for a long time I just had no idea where he
was coming from,” she said reflectively.
***
***
Weekday
Her: Hi, a drink with colleagues is always good idea
to start a nice Friday…, however I will let you know
around 4pm, being honest I am not in good shape - I am
little cold [emoticon with thermometer in mouth]. We
will be in touch.
And the second request, she was meeting with the owner
of her flat:
Weekday
Her: Hi, sorry for delay, I was quite busy. I will let you
know about Thursday, I will have meeting with owner of
flat at 6pm and I don’t know what time we finish
conversation…
Me: ok
She did not get back to me to confirm, so in order to
“protect my value,” I canceled the morning of the date
citing some IT problems at work (which was partly true).
I then rolled off for two weeks and pinged her while on a
trip to the coast. There was then some pinging, and I sent
her a date request:
Weekend
Me: When are you free next week?
Her: I don’t know yet
Me: When will you know?
Her: I will let you know
Weekend
Me: Sounds vague Olga and not for the first time. I
think if we’re honest with each other, you’re just fucking
me around
Her: This is your problem if you think this way. Take
care and good evening
This keeps it open and I can still ping the girl in a month
or two if I hear nothing. But with Olga, it was another
infuriating case of the fish that got away and I had not
seen enough of her to form any views as to whether there
might be a longer-term prospect here.
51
Seeding “the bounce-back.”
52
There is a world of difference between moaning about your past
relationships—which should obviously be avoided on a date—and
discussing topics related to sex and dating, in which you are using your own
experiences as examples. The latter is fine.
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53
Does this mean that you always do this? What about in some type of
social or work setting where it might be inappropriate? I think even then the
answer lies in the story of Olga and her boss—it is better to be reasonably
clear about your romantic and sexual interest early on. It is, on balance,
better, especially for newbies, to be clear about your intent. Once a guy is
really experienced with women, he can take it easy. But remember the
mantra, “Use a thorn to remove a thorn”? Once you have used a method or
tool and made it work and it has become naturalized, then you can—and
probably should—throw the thorn away. Another example would be
scaffolding around a building. It is no longer needed once the building is
finished.
54
Read Nancy Friday’s Secret Garden.
55One final note on this topic is that if you have found a girl you really like,
but you have stumbled in the dating sequence, roll off for a few months. Go
out and get more dates and come back to it later, with a cheery ping. It may
be that you can “reset it.”
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***
But it was the third date that was the magical one. It was
a weekday afternoon, about 4 p.m., in the late spring. We
went for another walk, this time to a park where we sat
on a park bench and chatted away for a while. She had
some mistaken idea I was a player or something, and I
reassured her I was just going through an adventurous
period of my life and had just decided to enjoy the dating
process for its own sake. On the walk back, we both fell
silent. We walked through a copse of trees, and there was
a little mound of rocks that created a sort of hidden glade
—high enough that you could lean against.
So I took her hand and dragged her against the rocks,
and there I kissed her some more—this time it was pretty
passionate. We went back to my flat and in about 30 odd
minutes or so, we were completely naked and making
love.
That, in fact, was the first and last time.
I think it was the last for me, partly because I
subsequently learned that she had this long-term
boyfriend. For me, a one-off is a one-off. It’s not
complicated. Sex once or twice more and it becomes a
“thing.” Once you have a mini-relationship and it gets
steamy, it has turned into an affair of sorts. This just felt
wrong to me. I could tell that this guy had been with her
a very long time, and by all accounts, they had a good
partnership and he was a decent guy.
I also have to be honest and say that I was not so
incredibly, wildly, crazily passionate about her that I
wanted to carry on having sex with her, in spite of her
obvious charms. She probably felt the same way.
Now, this is the first and the last time this has
happened in recent memory and an exception since I
started Daygame. And what was strange was that
something of a friendship followed afterward—I don’t
think either of us, perhaps for different reasons, wanted
to jeopardize this by taking it any further. The friendship
was actually more important.
And indeed, I spent quite a bit more time with her,
but they were all just friendly outings. One time we went
for a bike ride together, and it was simply magical. It was
just lovely being with an attractive woman and enjoying
some feminine company, and I realized that, as a man, I
really needed this. What was interesting is that it was not
at all about the sex. I had (as had she, I think) made up
my mind that I would not have sex with her again. I had
my “Dates” project and other girls on the go and that
abundance helped with this decision.
What I started to realize is that I had been engaged so
much in my masculine activity of running a business and
being an intellectual, a lawyer, and getting really heavily
involved in this, as well as the “52 First Dates” project,
that I had not really enjoyed spending quality time with
attractive female company for its own sake. It was
nourishing.
It became obvious to me after my time with
Antonina, that lasted during the summer, that there are
very few men who can live without women, without that
feminine energy. Those that do? I don’t know—they are
either monks, saints, or they are gay and don’t know it.
After our summer outings together, during which
time we never once so much as kissed, her boyfriend
finally proposed to her and she happily accepted. She
told me about it as we went for another walk in a really
cute park, where we played a bit of badminton together
with a couple of toy rackets, whiling away the afternoon.
It felt as if the time we had spent together had helped
her to finally make that decision, and in a subtle way, it
had perhaps even communicated itself to him too. I was
absolutely and quite genuinely delighted to hear the
news.
Of course, he must never know about me. And in
fact, the bittersweet side of this is that I will probably
never meet him, and my friendship with Antonina will
also fade out.
It was the exception that proved the rule—a woman
can be a friend, after all, though it is extremely rare. But
it was not the same quality as a male friendship. It had a
fabulous feminine energy, and because we had had sex,
there was no game playing and we could completely
relax and enjoy ourselves.
And, of course, in this instance, like so many good
things, it came to an end. It was a friendship that
flowered for a brief time only. But was the more glorious
for that.
Topic: Can You Ever Be Friends With a
Girl?
Well, this is, of course, the When Harry Met Sally
question.59 I would simply say, “No.” I used to think it
was possible, of course, when I was a young, romantic
idealist at university (and had no idea how to put the
moves on girls either). But I think as this story—or
perhaps even that film—illustrates, if there is a friendship
quality in the air, it will not last very long. The guy will
want to have sex and make it official, and the longer this
does not happen, the greater his pain and anxiety, which
he keeps concealed from her, of course.
He may very well play along with the illusion that
women and men can be friends, in order to buy himself
more time, deluded into thinking something magical will
eventually happen. On the other hand, if there is a sexual
element, he will either agree to get hitched or she will
eventually become exasperated with his lack of
commitment and move on. Her clock is ticking.
I stayed friends with this girl for a while and we
would occasionally meet for coffee, but it did slowly fade
because she had a man in her life and had decided to
make that relationship work.
When these very unusual male-female friendships do
blossom, it is a beautiful but very ephemeral thing that
only flowers for a short time. Perhaps only once or twice
a lifetime, during some quirky rite of passage.
56
… wait for Date 17!
57 I think this date showed me more than any other that women will stray if
the right opportunity comes up, and they do not seem to have a particularly
strong moral compass! I say this because, getting to know her better as I did,
after we had dated, I discovered she was quite a loyal, straightforward, and
honest girl. So if she was prepared to stray …
58 It’s worth noting here that when I started out, kissing or attempting to kiss
on the first date was pretty important, and I think that is right for a beginner.
But after a dozen or so successful dates, it now seems actually more natural
and effective not to try and even to wait for a second date when you are in
private together. Maybe a girl can read a beginner from a more experienced
guy. She likes the beginner’s bold and brave attempt, whereas she knows it
is no big deal for a player and can tell he is confident and in no hurry.
59
You can quite easily YouTube the relevant clip, which takes place in a car
between the two “friends” Meg Ryan and Billy Crystal. I’ve sent it to a girl
or two to prove my point that it’s not possible, usually when a girl is testing
me with the standard, “I just like you as a friend,” or, “This is not a date,
okay?”
16
***
I did not, however, take it any further and this date did
not make it into the bedroom. Once more, being still
inexperienced in this area, certainly relatively speaking to
those in the PUA community, I was probably resting on
my laurels, just as I had with Dates 3 and 10 where there
had been this great magic, but I had not taken it to the
next step.
Was it because the girl was saying, “No”? Perhaps.
But very few girls are entirely “Yes” girls and most are
“Maybe” girls and you need to seduce them. (Please see
note on “Yes” and “No.”)62
Rather, I think it was because I was enjoying it too
much and thinking that I need not rush it—there was
always a second date—and convincing myself that
actually escalating too quickly can sometimes be a bad
thing and that she “wasn’t that sort of girl.”
And indeed, I did in fact line up that second date
there and then, as she was leaving. I said I would take her
out that Wednesday afternoon, when she was free, to a
nearby lake and I would hire a moped. (I had recently
discovered a cool moped shop at the top of my street. Not
exactly Lana Del Ray territory, but the best I could
muster on short notice.) We would have a fabulous
afternoon together in the sunshine.
After the date, I talked enthusiastically about how
well it had gone and how we were going to go up to the
lake together, and it would be a great adventure and
undoubtedly right up her alley. All the signs were there
that we would go all the way.
But it never happened.
You, like me, may be fat, ugly, or both. Suck it up. It’s
difficult to understand, when I look at myself in the
mirror, that a girl would be in the market to buy what I
have for sale in the shop window. But she’s just not all
that mad about looks in the same way you are, as if it’s a
top priority that makes everything pale by comparison.
And you know what? Even a bit of weight does not seem
to matter. I can now talk from experience as seen in the
results of this project.65
A final thought is that some guys may recognize in
themselves this residue of traditional thinking I have seen
in myself, as has been described in the case of Dates 3
and 10, where I felt it was ungentlemanly to fuck a girl
so quickly. This sort of idea operates very
subconsciously. I also think that there is a romantic
idealist in guys who think it is somehow uncool to
engage in dirty, filthy sex. However, since that date, I
have interviewed the immortal Yad on a podcast and now
feel that a one-off sexual experience can be a beautiful
thing. His take on this stuff is not like some of the PUAs
I have met, who approach the game as a notch-counting
exercise.66
60
It is interesting to note that both guys and girls can easily spend a lifetime
getting to grips with their masculinity or femininity whereas some seem to
own it from an early age. The trouble with guys, particularly the intelligent
ones, is that they hate to admit to not being good with women. A guy may
say, “I’m rubbish at sports,” or, “I was never really academic,” or, “I pretty
much bailed out of school,” or, “I’m no good with children”—all of these
remarks are perfectly commonplace and often made in a public, social
setting. But have you ever heard a guy say, “I’m no good with women”? I
don’t think I can ever remember a guy telling me that, even if he was a close
friend in a confidential conversation. Let alone in a public, social setting.
Yet there are far more men who lack competence in this area of their lives
than in sports, academia, or parenting. A very toxic mix of shame and social
conditioning (that tells men they are not allowed to be skilled in this area)
keeps the problem bottled up.
61
More experienced guys in this area do not actually approach many girls
(unless they are super hot) without an Indicator of Interest (IOI). Only when
you get really experienced do you pick up on these very subtle signals that
girls give off, often subconsciously.
62 Girls like to put up token resistance towards a guy they are interested in.
It is, of course, part of the mating dance. This can take many forms, from
playfully pushing you away to not returning your calls, to telling you that
you are a bastard and she hates you! It can also be communicated verbally,
“No.” People who are out to get PUAs obviously leap on any opportunity to
portray them as manipulators, aggressive sexual predators, or, of course,
rapists. Hence, there is a lot of confusion around this area. The word “token”
helps distinguish a real “No!” from a playful “No!” Girls like to give token
resistance. If every single “No” ever communicated by a girl to every single
guy had been taken at face value, every single time, the world would
probably be depopulated by now.
63
This is the equivalent of girls who turn to cosmetic surgery. And how
much of a turnoff that can be.
64
I mention this partly to brag, of course! But also because I want any guy
reading this to realize the truth in this area and not to start planning his life
on a falsehood promulgated by the health and fitness industry. Personally, I
do want to lose weight as it can only help, if even a little bit, in this and
other areas of my life. But I no longer think it is a prerequisite to getting
women into your life, and focusing too much on it could take time and
energy away from more important pursuits—like getting out there and
actually meeting women.
65
60 Years of Challenge is very good on this subject in one of his first
ebooks http://escalationisattractive.wordpress.com. I am not sure it is
available in the same format anymore, but he now has a new website, and
you may be able to find it there: http://www.60yearsofchallenge.com. Also
watch that Tyler video I mentioned in Part 4: “How To Pick Up 18+ Girls
As An Old Man (With NO MONEY!) - 2 Old Men’s Game Revealed.”
66
I interviewed him for a podcast in my 52 First Dates series on YouTube.
17
***
The date went well enough, although she was slightly shy
and mousey and I felt that she was a lot younger than
even her 21 years suggested. There is not much to tell
about this particular date and she had to catch a bus later
that day to travel 24 hours to Kyiv and would not be back
in Warsaw until the end of the summer. So I will not
prolong the story unnecessarily. But there were two
things of note.
First, I decided to take her hand the moment we set
eyes on each other as she was waiting outside the
Atlantic Cinema on Chmielna. I took it again as we
walked to the first venue. Not for long, but for long
enough to cement the dynamic of romantic rather than
social interest. This always feels like a bold step, but it is
surprising how often it works and simply makes you feel
comfortable that the polarity in the relationship is clear
and set—regardless of whether she ultimately rejects you
or not.68
Second, I had recently been following Black Dragon,
a US guru for older dudes, and one of the things he had
recommended was keeping dates short, which is
especially appropriate for older dudes who have full lives
and careers, often having to work long hours, and for
whom time is simply at a premium. This has a double
benefit because it helps you to relax when you know this
is just a short, introductory drink. It also heightens your
value, much the same as when you use a time-constraint
on the street, such as, “I’m just hurrying to a meeting, but
I had to just say you look nice … ” Furthermore, if you
have read The Mystery Method, you will have understood
the importance of comfort to a girl and creating the
illusion of them having known you longer. One simple
way of doing this is simply visiting two different venues
on one night.
Black Dragon’s advice was a variant of this, but
working with the same underlying principle that as often
as not a girl is unlikely to let you escalate far on a first
meeting, so why not just get the first meeting over and
done with as quickly as possible?69
So this was the start of a number of shortened dates
for me, and it was something I was interested in
experimenting with, as this was what the 52 First Dates
project was about. I was also trying to juggle a busy
work-life with all the dates and all the street approaches
and long dates to nowhere were best avoided.
Black Dragon also recommends not trying to kiss the
girl on the first date, although obviously making sure it is
sexualized, for the similar reason that it is going to be far
easier on a second date because the girl will by then have
decided that she knows you better.
67
So what I am saying here is that it was the indirect game rather than the
direct game. At least initially. And all “indirect” really means in this context
is that you do not immediately open with a clear indication as to your intent.
However, that does not mean that later on you become “direct” as it is
important of course for the girl to know where you are coming from. In
other words, you can start social, but at some point, be direct or give
indications of genuine attraction. As you become more experienced, these
indicators of intent should probably be more subtle, physical, and less
verbal.
68 As you get more experienced, the techniques change so that a more
experienced, effortless seducer would not feel the need to be specifically
overt, such as taking a girl’s hand. But at my intermediate stage, I definitely
felt it was extremely important to make it clear to myself and the girl that
this was a sexual connection and a possible romantic relationship. There is
nothing so painful in the world as being rejected by a girl and put into the
“friend zone” where you have just let the dynamic slide and allowed her to
prevaricate about where you are coming from. Mark Manson’s book Models
is helpful in this regard, in which he talks about the importance of
polarization and forcing a girl to decide how she feels about you. He talks in
terms of three categories: receptive, unreceptive, and neutral. It’s those
neutral ones that you need to “polarize” through your behavior and bring
them into the receptive zone. Otherwise, if you do not take action, they will
invariably drift into unreceptive, which is the deathly “friend zone” territory,
greatly to be feared!
69
In the instance of this girl, however, because she was leaving the country
the next morning, it might have been better to try and escalate more quickly.
But I don’t think it would have gone far as she was not that compliant. But it
makes the point that ultimately you need to be awake to what is in front of
you and respond to that rather than stick rigidly to your plan.
18
***
The date was also a comedy of errors at first. (Indeed,
this somewhat came to typify the date sequence with this
particular girl in general, as you will see if you read Parts
7-12.)
Even at the time of writing, I have not yet learned to
completely relax in advance of a date. And I am often
paranoid about being later than the girl. I needn’t be, as
so many girls are outrageously late for dates. This girl
was particularly late, 45 minutes late in fact, and there
was a lot of nonsense just actually trying to meet up. I
had been running a little late myself because I had been
with a photographer who had been shooting some photos
of me talking to girls in the street for the cover of my
book Too Late, Mate? which I was just releasing at the
time, and it had taken longer than expected.72
The Date
Her: What do you want?
Me: To spend time with you. I enjoy the company of
attractive Russian women. (I squeezed her hand as I said
it.)
Her: What are you doing in Warsaw?
Me: I am here hitting on Russian women. (She
laughed. I stared into her eyes and moved a little closer.)
Her: I am a simple Russian woman. Here in Warsaw
on business.
Me: I am simple British man. I like beer, football on
television – and (I shrugged) Sex.
70
It occurs to me that there may be a criticism of what I do in terms of
going on a number of dates in order to practice dating skills. Is this ethical?
Should a guy be going on lots of dates just so he can get better at dating? It
feels like a theoretical problem in my case, as I am serious about the
possibility of a partnership, but it is a relevant question nevertheless and an
objection I had when I first started with the street approach.
One response to this idea of using girls and dates as “target practice” is that
a girl herself—at least on an intellectual level—would be appalled if you
told her that you had just approached a half dozen girls before her, or that
she was the third date this week. (I say on an intellectual level, because, on a
deeper level, if she knew that a bunch of other women were dating you, that
would tend to raise your social value and be proof that you were a guy worth
dating.) This is probably a reflection of the fact that as a species, we are very
much more wired towards monogamy—in the hierarchy of nature, that is.
We tend to focus on rearing only a small number of children and dedicating
ourselves towards the job full time, at least until they are old enough to fend
for themselves. As a species, human males do not go around impregnating
as many females as humanly possible, as a general rule. If this was all that
there was to it, a guy would be better off donating to a sperm bank!
What’s of more interest here is the objectification of girls as mere “targets”
or “training wheels.” This is the same objection when it comes to
approaching girls on the street. You should not just be spam-approaching
girls in any situation. That is the objection. It’s a tricky one because it is
difficult for a guy to become good at anything without practice. The female
world expects guys to just be good at this stuff, but I think that guys have
become so bad at it—the natural has become so unnatural, and social
conditions are so unpropitious—that they have to go through a process to
unplug or rewire. It is important, above all, for guys to learn how to be
comfortable around women that they are attracted to. To be comfortable
being a man. There are a great many men who are not. Perhaps it is the case
that desperate times call for desperate measures.
71
But don’t be seduced by those critics who say that it is all “just a numbers
game.” I recently began approaching girls at the time of writing, after a
longish break, and I got three telephone numbers from four approaches that I
did during the day while I was going about my ordinary business. More
importantly, they are all strong numbers and are all texting well at the time
of writing. I have a buddy who had a similar experience. After you have
done enough of this stuff and learned the basic principles, you develop a
confidence that leads to success and gives the lie to the above quote.
72He was, in fact, a paparazzi photographer whom I had befriended while in
Costa Coffee, as we both used to work there over a cup of coffee. He was
excellent and got some really good photos.
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***
The next day she messaged to say how much she had
enjoyed the evening and I sent her the film references.
But I left it at that and took it no further.
Topic: The Elephant in the Room
I discovered something largely by accident on this date,
which is that you can call out the situation, the game, and
it can actually work to generate attraction.
Up until this point, on dates I had been largely silent
on the topic of my Daygaming and had certainly
mentioned it only obliquely, if at all. I had not told any of
the girls, except my friend Antonia, that I was going on
loads of dates. But here, because I was not so sexually
attracted to the girl, I felt free to experiment and do what
I wanted and talk about what I wanted.
It reminds me a little of a film, Roger Dodger I think
it’s called, in which the player in the movie, in the
opening scenes, talks to girls about how biology—and
their biology—works. He projects a certain cocky
confidence and generates attraction through the very
debate about attraction and his knowledge on the area (in
this scene he expounds his evolutionary theories relating
to female genitalia.) The girls around the table in the
posh restaurant are simultaneously shocked and
attracted.76
Anyway, on this date I just talked about all of it,
telling her all about Daygame—the fact that I had learned
skills to help me approach girls in the street—as well as
being a little cocky myself in telling her how things are.
Lecturing her on men, women, and dating. I guess that,
as had happened before—for example with Date 2, the
married lady—intelligence can be a quality that presses a
girl’s attraction triggers and physically turns her on, as
difficult as it is for a guy to believe. Personally I often
assume that the girl will think I am some nutty professor
or blinkered intellectual, or a geek at best, but the truth is
that I need to learn to own this because the evidence
shows there are a lot of girls for whom it really works.77
73
Sometimes it’s hard for me to accept that I am just your average male
who is driven by his dick and the level of physical attractiveness of what is
in front of him. It’s hardly surprising that women worship at the altar of
beauty. The fashion industry is so huge because men prioritize the visual
appearance of women so highly. I am currently dating a Russian who has a
young daughter and she sent me a photo of the girl and a message. The poor
girl, age 10, was all made up and trussed up in proper glad rags, her mother
having insisted she look beautiful for some important function or other. Her
comment to me on Viber, loosely translated, was: “She was not happy. I had
twisted her hair, dyed her hair and she was hurt. And I say that beauty must
be tolerated.”
74
I think that in the final analysis being who you are and talking about what
you want is a good thing, but please do not take this as an invitation to do so
unless you are already experienced and good with women. The accepted
wisdom as far as society is concerned is that this is what you should do on a
date. Talking about topics that you enjoy and interest you are all part of the
“being yourself” mantra. But it is fatally-flawed wisdom, especially for a
beginner, and nine times out of ten will end up putting such a guy into the
“friend zone.”
Of course, one time out of ten it will work, and the detractors of the game
love to use anecdotes to help themselves avoid the difficult business of
looking within and acknowledging that they have to improve. This
accidental success usually happens as the result of drink, or the girl is in a
certain mood and really up for something at that point in her life. But rather
than applauding such accidental success, a guy should be really concerned.
Just as a golfer would be concerned if, down the driving range, he only
manages to hit one out of ten balls properly. This stuff is a rite of passage
that, at some point in life, a man must go through. He should only improvise
and relax once he has gained a reasonable level of mastery.
75
It made me realize that she might just have been agreeing with me
because she liked me. Truth and facts are a movable feast as far as a girl is
concerned—they are not interested in establishing, beyond a reasonable
doubt (like guys are), the factual position. It depends totally on the
circumstances. She would make the argument either for or against the
proposition that men and women can’t be friends depending on how it made
her feel and how she felt towards me. If she had been vigorously disagreeing
with me, it would have meant that she was testing my frame, not that she
was actually genuinely disagreeing with me and interested in the outcome of
the debate. Upon reflection, I realize that the person I was most convincing
was probably myself!
76
It’s an unusual movie and worth a look because it is a true Indie movie
that does not ape the populist “Hollywood” model of comedies and romantic
comedies that so often start well and then melt into sentimental slush. I put
Hollywood into quotation marks because many Hollywood movies do now
break the mold, but the ones that are designed to reach a wide audience, the
populist ones, do still have to conform. Take Hitch, for example, which has
some really interesting and comedic moments, but is a perfect example of
some of the most repulsive, sentimental slush you are ever likely to see and
is probably of far greater danger to male civilization than porn ever was!
77
Again, I am reminded of Mark Manson’s Models and his comments on
polarization. By being bold and engaging in this discussion, I was polarizing
myself and forcing the girl to make a decision. It might be a negative, which
is something that happened six months later (during my Russian adventures,
as you will see if you read on) when I called out the elephant in the room
once more and this time it did not work. But at least you can then move on
to the next girl without wasting time and energy. Conserving your energy,
especially as an older dude, is really crucial in this area. Fortunately, in the
case of this girl, it was a positive. I would not recommend it to a beginner,
but used judiciously, I guess it can work.
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***
It transpired that the type of men she liked was the hook
that generated a decent conversation and in this instance
the men she liked were French. Indeed, I learned a few of
the details about the real reason she had not been in touch
—she had had something going on in Paris. But first she
told me the story of her first love and the main long-term
relationship in her life up to that point, who was certainly
not French but from a very traditional Polish family. It
turned out he was a young man, about the same age as
her or even slightly younger, and he moved in with her
and she fell out massively with his parents. They,
particularly the mother, were strongly Roman Catholic
and regular churchgoers.
The more I thought about this girl, the more it
seemed as if she was very “French,” even if it was in the
clichéd way that foreigners view the French. She seemed
to be sophisticated and intellectual and not at all
interested in religion and family tradition. It seems that
the main person in the relationship with her boyfriend
was not him, but his mother! Things had gotten pretty
bad with the mother and on more than one occasion the
mother phoned their apartment to check where her son
was, and French Secretary lied that he was at church and
reassured her that this was “as usual.” She had no
problem with the invention and clearly loved stories.
Eventually, things came to a head as this girl, who
was clearly pretty self-assured, got really annoyed with
her prospective mother-in-law and during a dinner at her
house, she finally let loose and had a real go.
“I’m sorry. I’m afraid I’m just plain sick of all this
religious talk!” she blurted out randomly whilst the
mother was complaining that the local priest had handled
the sacrament at Sunday’s mass very clumsily, but that
she had seen the newlyweds Piotr and Agnieszka there
and they were both so happy together. “In fact,” she
declared, somewhat spontaneously, it having never
occurred to her before, “I’m an atheist! I object to this
discussion.” She paused. “As a matter of principle.” She
pouted.
The mother was stunned. The father was stunned.
The boyfriend visibly drooped and looked pale. It seems
that the boyfriend did not know how to deal with it. For
French Secretary, this was very important to her and the
final nail in the coffin. She realized that he was a
“mummy’s boy” and very emotionally immature.
So, I had enjoyed quite a few dates and had one or two
amazing sexual adventures during the first 6-8 months of
the project. While I had not found a long-term girlfriend,
I had learned a great deal and one or two of the dates
were to pop up unexpectedly in future months. I often
felt like an air-traffic controller, who loses a couple of
planes on his screen, and then they blip mysteriously
back into life on a completely different part of his radar
dish.
The next phase of my project saw me venture further
afield, eastwards, and led to some adventures with one or
two fascinating Russian girls, who had different cultural
imperatives to those of the West. Mini-relationships
followed, which made it difficult to keep up with the
initial objective of getting 52 first dates.
Although I had not, so far, found any relationship
potential (Portugal Girl excepting), my future with
Anastasia turned out to be a rather interesting one,
although perhaps “interesting” is rather too mild a term
and “mad roller-coaster ride” would be more fitting.
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78I wrote my usual, “Hey you, unexpected but fun to meet you. Are you
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79
This is quite a long game where you ask the girl to imagine she is a young
girl walking through summer fields and spies a strawberry field, but there is
a fence around it. Does she jump over? Then you ask her how many
strawberries she eats. The third question you ask is how she reacts when she
sees a farmer coming over the brow of the hill. I think the strawberry fields
game is actually a recognized psychological trick or tool, which the
dastardly pick-up community has turned to their own advantage.
The first question relates to whether she respects rules and boundaries,
social or otherwise. The second question relates to her appetite after she has
broken the rules—does she go nuts or is she restrained? The third question
relates to whether or not she respects positions of authority. It could be her
father or school teacher or her boss at work. As you can see, it can open up
great avenues of conversation and should not be followed slavishly,
although at first, you might want to stick to the structure before you become
experienced at using it.
80 Playing the date is much the same as playing the approach and both are
much the same as fishing. Take fly-fishing, for example, where you work
the lake or river and you cast your fly out to different areas of the lake. It’s
rather more prosaic than you would think—you don’t sit there with your
float in the water listening to the sound of nature, in blissful solitude. You
work the area of water and you keep on the move, like a hunter. You use
different flies to see what the fish are taking and you cast out to different
areas. This is exactly like the approach where you make different
assumptions about her, such as what she does for a living, what she is doing
in town at the moment, or where she is from. Eventually she may give you a
“topic” which you could describe as the “hook point,” and you use that topic
to find out more about her and to challenge and tease her. The date is the
same; you may work your way through a range of topics to see what works.
It’s not an easy pill for the romantics out there to swallow, and I do not think
that I have properly swallowed it yet, but the guys who are successful with
women, just the same as the fishermen I have met over the years, are quite
methodical and systematic about how they go about catching their prey! And
they are often not particularly spectacular or colorful. However, these guys
have often learned the important lesson—if the fish are not biting, then
move on or try a different fly. Don’t get stuck angrily fishing the same
stretch of river with the same old favorite fly, perhaps having spied a fish
which is not biting, stupidly expecting that eventually it’ll take your bait.
Note on Authenticity