The free dating websites are always better. Here are a few basics when messaging a woman: Writing, "How's it going?" or "What's up?" in the subject line of our first email will get a response between 40 to 50% of the time. As hard as it can be, we must refrain from commenting on her photos or physical appearance. The online creep calling her "sexy" freaks her out. Instead, I take a back door approach. I'll comment on how I noticed she was non-religious. Then, I'll let her know that I'm skipping church on Sunday as well, implying that I'm free to meet with her. It is important to make progress after every exchange.
Once she is comfortable with my profile, I'll ask her for a drink. My dates are at the same place: the lounge by my room (Yard House) between 8 and 9 pm. The best thing about the Yard House is that it's a quarter mile from my apartment. Its close proximity gives women less time to change their minds about going into a stranger's bedroom. She is likely to stay wrapped up in the experience during the short jaunt from the lounge to my place.
Thereby, all men should look into choosing a good lounge.
These are the requirements for a good lounge:
1. In close proximity to your bedroom 2. Dim lighting 3. Music that drowns out any dumb shit you may say 4. Booths that allow her to sit next to you 5. Alcohol
I arrive 15 minutes early to reserve a booth (never a table). On my way to the lounge, I recite 4 things in my head to make sure I have my "game face" on. It's always the same five:
Be happy, listen, look into her eyes, ask questions. Be happy, listen, look into her eyes, ask questions. Be happy, listen, look into her eyes, ask questions. Be happy, listen, look into her eyes, ask questions.
Repeating over and over.
Even if I don't feel like talking with anyone, saying this to myself always reminds me to get into character. My goal is to take those four things and translate them into some sexual exploration a few hours later. First, I must be smart. I know logistical errors can ruin my chances. If I get a table, it will feel like an interview. If I don't have my phone on "vibrate" I won't get her phone call. It seems carefully orchestrated but becomes habit after a few dates.
She calls me when she arrives at 8:00 p.m. I'm at the bar having a beer when I receive the call. I pick it up and tell her I'll meet her in front. As I walk up to greet her, the host tells us our booth is ready. The impeccable timing already impresses her.
As we get seated, I've already got those five things ingrained in my head.
As I walk up to the lounge to meet with her, I remind myself "shut the hell up Jamie and remember to listen." I get her seated at a booth, lean back, and ask questions about her life. If she's really gorgeous, I like to start off with a joke that will break the ice and exude confidence, "So just some ground rules, we are just friends getting to know each other, no funny stuff tonight."
July 5th, 2009-My date tonight brought her A-game. Her tall brown leather boots with a matching belt, tight pants, matching necklace and ring, and a cashmere sweater was her "Great Wall of Vagina." She was brought up extremely wealthy, had an MBA from a topnotch University and made half a million a year selling beachfront properties. Within ten minutes she had made it clear, through a number of subtleties, that she would be "untouchable" for the evening. All of her layers were of no concern to me. I have a game plan and came to play.
I knew my work was cut out for me. I had met her at the nearby lounge and showed up wearing a beanie, sweater, jeans, and Skechers. My belt matched my shoes and I had the scruff, but I could have otherwise passed for a bum whose only hobby is to frequent the local porn shop.
My tactic? Less talking, more eye contact. I don't know much about refinancing or short selling but I knew that she would feel comfortable with me if I listened.
As always, I asked questions over the next hour.
"So what did you want to be growing up? "Why did you choose your career path? "When was your last relationship? What do you enjoy when you're not busy ruling the world?"
She spoke for an hour about some of the deepest and most intimate parts of her life. It seemed as if she'd been longing for a man who loves listening. Two drinks and an hour and a half later, she began feeling inexplicably closer to me. It was time to go. Our chemistry had peaked. She threw a $20 dollar bill down to go Dutch in an attempt to test me. I contested, "A gentleman never lets a lady pay for anything on the first date." As we walked outside, I stopped and hugged her. I gave her hair a gentle tug and whispered, "I rented a movie." She responded in a seductive tone, "Which one?" It was on.
The problem was, we had parked in the same parking lot. I didn't want to leave anything up to chance, because I knew she could change her mind any second. I told her I wanted to drive in her Lexus to my house (which was strategically placed just down the street) and that I'd come back and get my car later.
She agreed.
Within two minutes we were walking into my house. She politely introduced herself to my two roommates and stepped into my dimly lit room. The rest is history.
My online profile works due to its simplicity. It has mystery, intrigue, positiveness, and somewhat that of human element that allows the girl to feel comfortable with the idea of going out with me.
Here it is:
My ideal girl is someone who is comfortable in her own skin, has ideas of what she wants out of life, and can try to be positive no matter the situation. She is a "sexy dork" who is funny, and playful.
I'm looking for someone who doesn't take life too seriously but is serious about life. She has the ability to make me happy just by looking at her. She doesn't have to be perfect, just perfect for me.
Any girl who thinks, "Well I've had all my fun, now its time to settle down and find Mr. Right" is not my type. Your boring accountant is waiting for you in his cubicle at a big four firm. Enjoy! A girl who enjoys the fun that life can bring, can make me a better person, and doesn't mind throwing a compliment at me once in a while (guys want to feel appreciated too) is the girl for me.
Thanks for reading!
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