- Feb 6, 2021
So a nightclub in some city, in the story below, has banned staring and looking at a girl. You can only look if she permits you. That pertains to men only. Lesbians can look all the fuck they want at another woman. But men can't!
The venue posted the update on its Instagram account, saying the club is “not a place to come to if your sole purpose is to ‘pick up.’”
They will eventually implement No Appoaching Girl You Don't Know! Boom! Bumble Law. And I support that!
In the past, when I would barhop, nightclub scan, shopping for a woman, I seldomly, SELDOMLY approached because when I was younger, I learned a secret.
So what I would do ... enter the joint. Order a drink or beer. Corona or Red Stripe was my cup of alcoholic tea. I'll approach the dance floor and scan until six sets of vagina eyes have observed me. Then I would sit at the bar. Although, on the way there, I would shake a few hands with the guys. (I know some of those eyes from the floor are watching me.) Think!
Sitting at the bar patiently, one of those observers ALWAYS approaches me. Sometimes, she's shy and won't start the convo. I'm a master of Ice-Breaker. (Also, I memorized the six sets of eyes!) Then there are other times the girl will begin the mating ritual.
"Are you a fucking creep or something?" The woman says as I sip me cold beer.
"Why would you say that?" I replied with not much interest.
"Well, for one, I'm beautiful. You saw me dancing than cold-shouldered me? Who the fuck do you think you are?" Then, stepping closer while invading my personal space, she insisted.
"Because you're the boss. If you like what you see, come and talk to me." I explained.
"I'm talking to you!"
Hours later, we're fucking like jackrabbits.