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The Player’ Player’ s Guide – Secrets to Subliminal Seduction
By Johan Ingram (aka Mr X in The Rake Letter)
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Contents
1. Never Leave a Good Thing 2. Maintain Control 3. Captain Obvious 4. Subliminal Selling 5. The Hangover 6. The Two Times I call 7. The Long Distance Player 8. Nicknames 9. Mickey the Dunce 10. She’s Got Kids 11. The Pull System 12. The Doggy Bag 13. The Open Tab 14. A Bird in the Hand 15. Ask for a Card
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Never Leave a Good Thing How many times have you had a good thing going, and then decided to switch gears, invite a few friends, or do anything that interrupts the wonderful momentum you created? The lesson: never leave a good thing. I met a nice girl at a restaurant who had to leave to meet other girlfriends at a sushi bar about a mile away. I qualified, listened to her long story about why she hates her roommate, and asked about her reservation at the sushi bar. We got to know each other and I told her “it was a pleasure meeting you, have a great time with your friends”— but I made a mental note. She had a nine o’clock table at the sushi bar. Perfect. I returned to my buddies who were arguing over whether or not Ginger and Mary Ann over did each other. I casually mentioned that I had an early morning and felt the flu coming on. They were happy to get rid of me because no one wanted to catch my cold. I paid my check and was at her sushi bar around 9:45. There they were. I surprised her and her friends. There was room for me at the large booth so I sat down, flagged a waiter, ordered a round for the table and continued to qualify. I had them talked into cocktails and music at my house. They seemed sincere and ready to rock. Then my ego got in the way. I wanted to get home before them so I could set the stage, adjust the lighting, and take a shower. I gave her directions to my place, which was only 2 miles away. She gave me her cell phone number. I ran around my house like a nervous Hollywood producer and waited for the doorbell to ring. No dice. I waited as long as I could, and then I called: Voice mail. I hung up, waited ten minutes: Voice mail. I waited another ten and called from my home line to hide my caller ID. Her phone rang ten times and then went to voice mail. I had been given the dodge by a few girls who had time to think about it and, for whatever reason, changed their minds. When you have a good thing going--a bird in the hand--never jeopardize it by leaving the scene, splitting up, or letter her ride with one of your buddies to the next place. Closing the deal is all about momentum and advancing the game. When you take steps backwards or to the side, logic replaces emotion and you’re screwed. I should have waited with them for a few more minutes, and told one of them to go with me and the others can follow.
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Maintain Control Nothing is worse than leaving a message for a babe and living with the hope that she’ll return the call. The only way to maintain control is to leave a message that tells her you’re interested, but you’ll have to catch up with her later. Sometimes I don’t mind leaving a message and asking her to call me back because if she doesn’t, that’s one way to qualify if she’s at all interested. But if I just gotta go out with her, I maintain control. Here’s what to do:
Call her and leave a message— but do it from a private line Call her and leave a message that tells her that you’re sorry you missed her; you’re going to be out with coworkers, and you’ll have to try her tomorrow Send her a text or email that wishes her a “great weekend” with no sign of when you’ll try again
If you say, “Hi Christine, calling to see if you’d like to get together this week . . . give me a call,” and three days lapse, you’re on defense.
If y ou call again, you’re panicking If you call a second time you’re desperate If you call again you’re drunk If you call a fourth time, you’re stalking If you call a fifth, expect a restraining order in your mailbox
Stay in control as long as you can. Remember that the one who is interested the least, rules the relationship. Control is the key to power and the Holy Grail in any relationship.
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Captain Obvious If you are driving and notice a guy on a camel juggling swords, you can point it out, but don’t run a narrative on the obvious. A Player makes life seem like an adventure. Adventures are fun, spontaneous and carefree. If you stress about the traffic signal that turned yellow, freak when a bug hits your windshield, or lunge at the revolving door to jump in your designated section, she’s going to leave you. Don’t marvel about the commonplace, the expected or the obvious. I had a buddy who commented on the obvious every time we drove somewhere. I’d be in the middle of a con versation and he’d say “Lucky’s Cleaners” as we passed them by. Worse, every time I signaled to the right hand lane, he’d hang his arm out the window as if to block the truck rolling along at 80 miles an hour. When A Player drives, he doesn’t say “3 Billion served?” every time he passes a McDonald’s; or “Hi Dad” when he passes a bum taking a leak in a crosswalk. The ride is to observe and converse. Use this time to soak in your surroundings, people watch, or discuss the day’s events. It’s not a time to honk your horn every time you pass somebody in the same kind of car you own. If you see something noteworthy, talk about it, but avoid making the mundane seem marvelous.
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Subliminal Selling This is a wonderful skill but one that needs to be carefully developed. The subliminal seduction involves planting ideas in a person’s mind that make them think about sex without overtly blurting silly puns. An amateur will jump on an opportunity anytime he hears a woman say “keep me abreast of the events.” He’ll ask, “Did you say breast? I’d be happy to keep one of your breasts, heh, heh . . .” An amateur says this with the excitement of a schoolboy who sees a cartoon vagina in sex education class. A Player plants seeds in her head until she’s so preoccupied by sex that she excuses herself to the ladies room. If you place the following words and phrases into the right conversational context, she will subconsciously blush at the reference and try to remain cool.
“That’s gonna be a great party on Friday; can you come?” “I know Dick Butterfield; I met Dick about a year ago.” “I waxed my car yesterday.” “I got screwed in the stock market.” “The climax at the end of the movie comes as a real surprise.” “My friend had $5,000 in Vegas and blew his wad in the first twenty minutes.” “The guy who sold pain killers was stripped of his medical license.” “I was playing my guitar and snapped my G string.” “My shortcut takes balls but you can shave fifteen minutes of the drive.” “I’m flirting with a new business idea; my accountant told me to sleep on it.” “Did you vote for Bush?” “My boss plays hard but he’s really a pussycat.” “Most big ideas originate in the shower.” “Ever read Burroughs’s Naked Lunch? ” “Hard to believe the Eiffel Tower was erected so long ago” “The hunt for the bald eagle has spread across the pacific northwest” “The snapper appetizer makes my mouth water.” “That song was written in ’69.” “When I saw the antique suitcase for sale, I snatched it.” “I was thrust into a meeting and pumped for information”
These cues plant subliminal seeds that are difficult to ignore. She won’t jump your bones because you said it, but they are “sweeteners” that grease the wheel and make her crave the company of a man. They are, in fact, verbal Spanish Flies. However, if you use these, never, ever let her know that you’re in on the pun! These are only titillating if you say them with the obliviousness of a child and the seriousness of a news anchorman. She Runs with It If you make a comment and she piggy- backs on the pun, you’re golden. If you say, “A friend of mine had two glasses of wine last night and was half- cocked” and she says, “Half -cocked? What happened to the other half of his cock?” CONGRATULATIONS! You’ve identified a naughty girl whose mind jumps to sex if you use the word margarine. The body is the servant of the mind and her mind is d-i-r-t- y. She’s ready for more so don’t goof it up by doing the happy dance.
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The Hangover If you make plans with someone, beware of the woman who reluctantly accepts the invitation because she’s hung over. When she qualifies your evening with details of her previous night’s tequila-slammer contest with the football team, you’re asking for trouble. She ran ten miles with her friends , and now she want to walk it off with you. She won’t have wine with her meal; she’s going to release deep sighs every ten minutes; she’s going to drink glass after glass of water until she falls asleep on your couch watching a cooking show. If you feel like Florence Nightingale, feel free to accept the injured and unwashed into your home. If you feel like Johnny Cosmo, iron your shirt, fix your hair and call someone who is at least semi-conscious.
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The Two Times I Call It’s important to make a good impression when you’re with your girlfriends, and maybe more so when you’re not with them. When you’re together, they know what you’re doing: If they suspect you’re A Player, they have fewer worries about you when they’re with you, than when she’s at church and you’re at the Friday happy hour— so call them on one of two occasions. Call When You’re Out Call your girlfriend when you’re out because she’ll know that you’re thinking about her. If she hates any of your friends, don’t tell her you’re with them. Mention the one friend she does like and leave it at that. If she thinks you’re watching a local band with your friend that likes to fight, and another that’s been to strip clubs more times than the gym, you’ll catch heat. If you’re at a bookstore, definitely call. Call her from any place that looks like an adult event. Call from
Antique shops Fundraisers Movie theaters The Philharmonic Concert Or your homeowners meeting
Call her from a museum even if you only bought a ticket to run inside and use the men’s room--they like to know that you’re there and not at the bar famous for its tequila selection. Calling When You’re Home Call your girlfriend when you’re home because she’ll know that you’re thinking about her. If you want to be really effective, call here when she’s whooping it up at a bachelorette party in Vegas. The dichotomy between her behavior and yours will make you look even better. When she’s tossing her bra across the ceiling fan at a pub and s he thinks you’re reading The Grapes of Wrath beside the fireplace, she’ll think you’re the greatest. Anytime you need to get some rest, catch up on laundry, or edit your manuscript about Foreign Policy, call her. This balances how she perceives you. If you’re always out, she’ll know she’s with a party guy. If half the time she talks to you, you’re at home wearing your bunny rabbit slippers, you earn points.
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The Long Distance Player When you’re on the road, the change in scenery affects your attitude and gives you confidence. More people get laid during a four-day spring break than the entire month before it. You can create that same spring break mentality in others if you know how to manage a long distance relationship. I’ve never seen a long distance relationship work. If you need to book a flight to see your woman, it ain’t gonna last. I’ve been there myself, and watched others give it a college try, but it always fails. The relationship fails because
the man and the woman are on their best behavior they focus on making it very romantic they both feel like they’re on vacation
It works temporarily because it’s new. New brooms sweep clean. But long distance relationships are for married people. Best Behavior When you visit for the weekend, you avoid arguments because you’re not with each other long enough for her to get on your nerves. Time is limited, so why pick a fight? You want to go to dinner, sleep in, and play a little slap and tickle. You never get to know the real person because you both say please and thank you; you refer to her by her pet name; you hold every door open and she has had everything on her body waxed and buffed. Unless she gets drunk and punches a cop, you never see her true colors. Making it Romantic There are more romantic gestures exchanged during a weekend away than in a twomonth local relationship. You bring her flowers, she buys champagne. You buy her a sexy blouse, she cooks a breakfast complete with lox, mimosas, and rose petals sprinkled on the bed. You call the john the restroom, and nobody takes a crap for three days. If you both lived in town, you would say things like, “get it yourself, it’s in the fridge.” If you think every bath you take with her for the rest of your life will include floating candles, you watch too much TV. On Vacation It’s fun to go on vacation. It’s fun to live out of a suitcase and chase all new adventures. When she comes to town to visit you, it has the same effect; you’ll go to dinner, play tour guide, and you stay out later than usual. As a result, you spend more, laugh more and live more. We attribute this to the person we’re with, but the reality is, we feel that way if we’re alone on a business trip in Cleveland. Maintenance In order to sustain a long distance sweetie-pie, call periodically. Call to say hello, and call when you know she can’t answer. You can leave a thoughtful message and get credit for the gesture without having to listen to her tell you about Aunt Margaret’s bursitis. I call on dumb occasions to give the illusion that I’m always thinking about her.
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“Happy National Handwriting Day, gorgeous.” “It’s raining cats and dogs . . . wish you were here.” “Hi sweetheart, it’s President’s Day and I’m wondering how you are.” “Hi Lisa, just calling to say that I hope you adjusted to daylight savings time okay. “Hey babe, it’s Flag Day and I’m a little depressed without you. Give me a call.” “Hi hot stuff, I met you four months and three days ago . . . happy anniversary!
You can be as sweet or as mushy as you like because she’s too far away to be a clingy danger. The difficult part about managing a long distance relationship is when they decide to visit you in your home town. A visitor puts the kibosh on your dating for four days. You’d better send emails to your other girlfriends that announce you’re either out of town, or quarantined with a rare strain of shingles. Nothing is more nerve-wracking than a woman at your house while you get ten text messages an hour plus phone calls and a doorbell ring that you can’t explain. Get the hell out of town! Take her to another suburb and tell her the locals are famous for making the best cheese bread in the state. Lay real low so you don’t get a drive- by visitor, or she doesn’t find the French Tickler hidden in the silverware drawer.
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Nicknames This chapter isn’t about finding the right nickname for your girlfriends; it’s about avoiding nicknames for women you just met. A nickname pigeon holes people to a certain story or characteristic, and might touch a nerve if you pick the wrong one. Here are a few nicknames I’ve used that worked fine:
Blue eyes: she had beautiful blue eyes and she was proud of them
Dimples: she had sexy dimples
Curly locks: she had curly blond hair and knew it was striking
Here are a few nicknames that can get you into trouble:
Barbie-Doll: she was about 5 feet and adorable—a sweet face and a push-up bra. She was self-conscious about her height so she hated the nickname.
Miss Monroe: she had a beauty mark above her lip I thought was sexy. She thought it looked like a booger and wanted it removed.
Windy: her name was Wendy and one night she was changing out of her bikini and she ripped a fart at a barbeque—it sounded like she tore 3 feet of carpet in half. I called her Windy for about a week until she boycotted all forms of sex.
And finally
Barfy: I’ll skip this story
Do a little qualifying, before you yell, “Hey Sheila Tequila, pass the salt” across the holiday dinner table. Whether their nickname refers to a physical trait or a past event, they may not want it memorialized.
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Mickey the Dunce Nothing makes people more nervous, envious and jealous than having a player in their presence. The guy who has all the marbles is a target. People may pretend to rejoice in your success, but there is something in people’s genetic code that makes them equally delighted in your failure. It’s okay to watch a friend approach a woman and then head to her hotel room, but fun to watch a friend walk over to a hot chick, step on his shoelace and hit his head on a table. Never let on to your winning streak, in fact, openly advertise your failures around your buddies. Apply your tactics quietly, even awkwardly, if it makes you look more authentic. If you’re at home with a woman and snap your fingers and the curtains lower, the fireplace ignites, and a plasma screen TV raises from the floor, she’ll think you may have done this before—better to pretend you’re not sure if you have ice or a stereo that works. Dumb it down whenever possible. Men hate male Players. You’re the guy that takes their women. You’re the guy that enjoys more victories than defeats. You’re the guy that spends the same money in the bar they do, and yet at the end of the evening they pile in the backseat with their drunken friends while you get whisked away in her car. The quickest way to turn drinking buddies into arch rivals is to share your victories every time you have one. I listened to two guys talking about their weekend. Sounded like this. Guy 1: “Did you get laid?” Guy 2: “Oh, hell yeah. Remember the girl from Starbucks? She called, we had sushi and the next thing you know where playing slap and tickle at my house.” Guy 1: “You dick. What about the yoga instructor? You ever hear from her?” Guy2: “I went out with her last Wednesday.” Guy 1: “And?” Guy2: “Score.” Guy 1: “Up yours.” Guy 2: (Laughing) “You think that’s funny, remember the insurance chick from Boston? She’s coming here for one of those sales retreats, and she wants me to show her the best strip clubs in town . . . she told me she’s been horny since the eight grade! Guy 1: “I hate you!” Admiration and resentment are close cousins. The “I hate you” statement was a true statement in that he hates to see you on a streak while he’s watching the game. Resist the temptation to share all of your victories with your buddies. Unless you can provide the nude photos, they don’t want to hear it. They ask, but they don’t like to feel compared to a guy like you on a winning streak. Your friends will soon find ways to cock block you in front of other women because they’ll be damned if they have to witness you scoop another victory. Act like Mickey the Dunce and you will survive the social circle longer.
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Chivalry A little chivalry goes a long way. Chivalry isn’t dead, but it does have the bird flu. If you pay attention to the little things, they will believe you are capable of the big things. Most guys take care of the big picture. Players have the big picture and further accent it with little details that make a big difference. Ordering the meal and holding a door for her is basic stuff. Your grandfather did that. A single guy like you needs to distinguish yourself from your grandfather and the other would-be Players. Here are the key words: thoughtful and considerate; keep these two words a close third and forth behind tits and ass and you’ll do fine. Choose your opportunities carefully; be mindful of the choices you make in terms of gesture and frequency. If you overdo the size of the gesture or the frequency of gestures, it will create an uneasy, acid-reflux sensation in your date.
It’s thoughtful to hand her a book of matches from the restaurant you visited It’s thoughtful to offer her a cold bottle of water for the ride home It’s thoughtful to return from Starbuck’s with a CD you know she’d love
I realize this isn’t handing her they keys to new BMW, but how many times can you pull that stunt? This isn’t effective because of dollars spent; it’s effective because of your attention to thinking on her behalf. Many women save keepsakes from men they’ve loved and it isn’t only the keys to a car. They save short poems, a wine cork from the night she and her ex drank and role-played “the naughty student,” and an espresso spoon from the quaint bed and breakfast. Keepsakes not, sweepstakes are effective. Cover the basics and then add these sweeteners:
When you bring wine to her house, bring a dog bone for the dog Have her brand of green tea at the house Walk her to the elevator when she leaves in the morning Hail her the taxi and give the driver the money to get her home If she has a child, bring something simple and appropriate
Don’t make a big deal about these little gifts; don’t wait for approval and don’t sing, “Tada!” when you hand it over. Downplay your efforts, give a little wink, but don’t lean forward to accept a kiss.
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She’s Got Kids Relationships that develop with a woman with kids will soon entail hanging out with her and her kids. If you don’t mind, I don’t mind, but this is what happened to me. I met a hottie who was thirty-three and had two kids. It began with us going out for happy hour and dinner, and then she started coming over to my house. This worked well for a few months, until she asked me to a Christmas party at her house. She promised me plenty of eggnog— which is like trying to get drunk on rum and cream of wheat. After five minutes at the party I wanted guzzle the eggnog, and throw myself on the chestnuts roasting on the open fire. Too many toys, Bing Crosby’s ballads, and one of the kids kept calling me “buster.” When her friends joined, it was worse. I have very little to say to married women and their husbands. What could Herbert Pinfold possibly have in common with Johnny Cosmo? Eugene O’Neil nailed it when he wrote to “A long day’s journey into night.” Then it really got bad. She has a single neighbor who was so smoking hot, the fireplace took two steps backwards. She bared swinging cleavage and great skin. She smelled like vanilla and cotton candy and I was in deep trouble. Here’s a single girl who showed up frisky enough to go home with an elf, and I’m on a date with a woman who’s in her kid’s bedroom singing Mr. Sandman. If you date a woman with kids, assuming you don’t have any yourself, plan on a change in scenery. At her place you’ll see more toys, DVD’s scattered on the floor, bicycles on the lawn, and stick figures on the refrig erator door. It’ll look like Captain Kangaroo’s pad. Most women I meet keep concert tickets, Victoria Secret bags and lipstick on their kitchen counter. On the other hand, you might like a woman with kids--when else can you ride shotgun in a minivan that smells like handy wipes?
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The Pull System The toughest part about being A Player is keeping someone happy. It’s not easy to accommodate the needs of different women. It’s not easy to remember individual preferences. Who likes sushi? Which one is allergic to peanuts? Which one likes Jack and coke—or was it Captain and coke? Sometimes the safest thing to do is ask what they want to do, or where they want to go. Planning an evening is fun because you’re in control, you know thing s will work out in your favor, and you eliminate the risk of a bad time. Remember something: we think it’s great because it’s our idea; we have no idea how they truly feel. Yes, it’s our job to make the plans, but occasionally I like to leave the ball in their court. The “push system” means we create the night and tell them what’s going to happen; the “pull system” is where we ask them about their heart’s desire, and then we fulfill their every wish. After we pick a night to go out, I leave them with a homework assignment: “Friday sounds great, now I need your help with something: you pick the restaurant and I’ll take care of it from there, okay?” And then I practically hang up the phone. I’m always surprised with their suggestion.
“I’d be okay just hanging out at your house and ordering some food in.” “Let’s go to that place you like with the great lasagna.” “I hear there’s a new Indian restaurant that’s got amazing food.” “Wanna go to this trendy Ethiopian place?’ “Let’s go to Burger King and order from the drive-through naked!”
The benefit of leaving the ball in their court follows: you look chivalrous accommodating their schedule; you broaden your horizons; you get to make a “special request” later and they’re more likely to accommodate your needs.
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The Doggy Bag I understand how much you enjoyed the dinner. I realize you paid $42 for your lamb chop. I know the restaurant you chose is family style, and there’s enough left over food to feed a family for three days. Leave it at the restaurant. How the hell can you be A Player if you leave a restaurant with a tinfoil doggy bag in the shape of a swan? If you see people holding doggy bags or doggy boxes, I’ve got a dollar that says they’re married—another dollar that says they are racing home to catch the ten o’clock news. If you’re entertaining a woman and plan to visit another establishment after dinner, never keep food in your car for the evening, it only smells good in the restaurant. If she asks to take her food back to your place, it’s a different story. This means two things: she’s broke and plans to go straight to your house. Hopefully she doesn’t plan to keep the food in your car as your cruise the city. I let a girl do this a few years ago; we went to another place for a nightcap, and when we got back to the car I was overwhelmed by the smell of garlic broccoli. I had my car detailed. What is the root word in Doggy Bag? Dog. If you want to save the bone from your rib eye steak and swear it’s for your Alaskan Husky, it’s cool. If you load a Doggy Bag with what’s left of your burrito and continue to dump bread, pats of butter, and steal a bottle of Tabasco, you will give her—and the restaurant--the impression that you live in a box or a tent.
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The Open Tab It’s tough to finance the lifestyle of A Player. Between the lunches, dinners, drinks and morning-after-brunches, my credit card is processed more than bologna meat. Be careful giving the bartender your credit card and opening a tab. When women see an open tab, their tail starts to wag. An open tab is like leaving your front door open all night during a street riot: you may get some unwanted traffic. I was at The Waldorf Astoria in New York City having cocktails with my date and suddenly two of her friends arrive and we all began to chat. They order drinks and the pleasant bartender delivered them with grace and flair. When they finished, they each kissed me on the cheek and ran off to meet their friends at another bar downtown. This wasn’t unusual. But when another one of her friends arrived and introduced herself, I wondered if this was more than a coincidence. She ordered a split of Champagne and told us about her new shoes. She was sweet and downed her drink like she was chasing down a mouthful of vitamins. She got a text message, then quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek and disappeared. A half an hour later my date and I ordered appetizers. Yet another one of her friends approached us with the fervor of long-lost friends. She ordered a drink and then said, “Oh my God, you guys, I’m starving!” We ordered her an appetizer, she paid me a few compliments, and the fun continued. After the plates were cleared, my Italian date was ready for a new adventure, and her friend said she’s late for her date. They went to the ladies room and I settled with the bartender. I later realized that she called her friends earlier, told them where we’d be, and they all showed for drinks on me. I got hit with a $200 tab and—now that it was seven-thirty — realized my evening hadn’t even started. Cash machine, anyone? Women don’t pay, they contribute to the evening with expensive perfume and little, pink g-strings that peek just above their belt loops. This presents us with a dilemma: you can’t ask for money during or after, so you absorb your date’s check and anybody she’s known since the third grade. If you print money in your basement, you don’t have to worry, but if you hate being suckered into a cocktail free-for-all, pay with cash each time. When the bartender makes a cocktail for your date’s extended family, you have the option of paying or letting them reach for their wallet. I’m a generous guy; but if my date were paying, I would never consider having my buddies arrive to drain her checking account. Keep expenditures in check or the next time you order dinner, the person on the intercom will ask you to pull forward.
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A Bird in the Hand Ever walk into so many opportunities in one night you look l ike you’re trying to herd chickens? It happens. Every now and then, the stars, planets and the moon conspire in your favor, and every broad in the joint’s batting her eyes at you. You chat with one girl and suddenly an even hotter girl flirts with you. Men believe the grass is always greener in the other girl’s panties, so we screw it up by investing ten minutes in all the girls and then, eight beers later—try to make the correct decision. 3 reasons why this is a bad idea:
The girls see you running around as if you’re on a scavenger hunt; they find this pathetic and they’ll reject you for not speaking with them first, and only.
When you abandon what looks like a good thing, the women are targets for other guys; if guys meet them and stick around, you lose.
If you failed to completely qualify the girl(s), you may discover the one you finally select is the wrong choice; now it’s a desperate scramble to find a replacement.
I follow my instincts when I’m out but I stick with a good thing when I’ve got it. A bird in the hand means you have a chance to apply the rules of the game and build some rapport. Subtlety rules when circling the bar.
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Ask for a Card When the time is right and you think you should ask for her number, ask for a card instead. “Hey, can I get your number” makes cheese whiz look like real food. You not only sound bad to her, you make others around you grimace at your transparent motives. If you ask for a card, she may think you’re interested in her line o f work--sounds like you want company and email information. Asking for a card is professional, not promiscuous. However, once you get her card, you’re free to call or email. If you call or email, do it during the day because it shows you think about her in the glowing light of sunshine and not in the wine-induced din of a piano bar. When you get her card, look at it, read it, nod approvingly at its content, and then put it in your pocket. Don’t snatch the card and stuff it in your sport coat like a pick-pocket. This new woman has shown you where she works, what she does, her company website, email, fax, cell phone, and the quirky spelling of her last name. Don’t compromise that trust by shoving it in your pocket and ordering yourself another Jack Daniels. She may not remember things you said, but she will remember how you made her feel. If she doesn’t have a card, ask for the best way to get a hold of her. Let her provide what ever contact information she’s comfortable with. Wait a day or two and give her a buzz. Now you’re ready to use your new skills to delight your women. As always, read this ebook, and then hide this ebook. See you out on the town … and we’ll talk again in an issue of The Rake Letter.
Johan Ingram Aka Mr X
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