To elaborate on this, a case in point: I’ve now started a holiday in Sunny Scotland and on departure, on the airport bus to the plane, I hit a very bodilicious girl (think young Jennifer Hawkins) standing next to me (I was sitting) with a neg about her wearing shades when it was raining outside. We had a short give-and-take as she immediately went along, clearly piqued by my approach (and probably sharp attire) and the sudden possibility to joke around. But after just a short exchange I chickened out as I panicked with mind blanking, and turned to watch out of the window to save my worthless ass. That of course killed the momentum and it was all over in a blink with DHV diving to DLV. Or hopefully she thought it was intentionally cool and teasing… Sure.

The worst thing was that in my panic I actually totally missed that she not only was fully aboard my banter but actually gave me material herself by talking about needing the shades “right now”. I understood when it was already too late that I could have replied with telling her not to drink so much that she needs shades the next morning and continued there. Test. Failed. Ego investment in a no-re-engagement rule I guess.

Indeed, if a girl has interest in you, is open enough in character and wants you to succeed in talking to her, she will give you material to continue gingling her. Which of course leads closer to a seduction. Hell, her hamster carries those yummy pellets itself to the PUA.

There would have been little possibility for a # close with us being almost at he plane and her uglier friend (who stood farther away in the bus, disapproving) rejoining her on the plane stairs, but Game is about enjoying the Ladies in any way possible.

Which brings me to wondering whether it’s a totally chode-ian mindset which I have about jumping off prematurely; I immediately have this feeling that I’ve somehow “betrayed” her by raising her interest (giving the early ‘gina tingles) and then chickening out and leaving her dry, literally. Of not being a man and carrying the interaction even though it would leave me totally failing as I bomb in front of her, instead of exiting safely as the first snag rears its head. Of course I’m the one initiating the approach and thus having the “right” to end it – and girls wouldn’t hesitate to drop me from a convo if I wasn’t what they wanted. But still.

I don’t myself think that I’m pedestalizing too much because I truly love girls who can take a flirt in a sporty, not too attention-whorish way and think on their feet cleverly when engaged. For me, after all the point, basis and truth of Game comes from loving girls (to a point, as for ex. Rollo’s excellent “Pet” post attests), in a non-ONEitis way. In this respect I’m with London’s Yad as he gave his philosophy on the matter in the Saturday Sarge video series.

I’ve a somewhat Krauserian approach [edit: didn’t know that K himself commented above as I wrote this offline] to electronic game (encompassing text/email/FB/IM) in tone, OK, a lot less sexual, heh, but I’ve indeed called the email since the mid-1990s “the IQ test” which gave me a good sense of the level of humour and suitability of a girl. And the time lag allowing me to utilize my strengths. The best of those being the other half of a couple for whom I designed their new house, and even though I only threw in light innuendos, I guess she got some thrill from our semi-illicit, all-over-the-place, not exactly professional messaging.

This was almost as long as a King A post. OK, a couple of hours to get sleep, then to the far ends of Highland. And a whisky distillery.