Field Report: Ford Model

So my buddy was driving back from upstate and had a bunch of shit in his car that he needed help unloading, so I told him I'd go over and help him. I get there, we unload everything and we end up chiling for a while. I did sip on 2 coronas and a small glass of some really fucking dilicious fruity wine that he picked up from a winery, while I was there (about 4 hours total probably)- so just full disclosure there.

Anyway- after a while, he tells me that he got a model for the movie/commerical he's producing for Prada. He shows me pictures of this girl. She's smoking hot. Classic model look. She works for Ford modeling agency in the city, 5'10, brunette, TIGHT body. Overal nails. Anyway- he tells me how she's staying at his place for a while and that she's cruising over in a bit. Didn't really think much of it at the time, was watching SNL and chiln out.

Anyway- after a litlte while she shows up. I'm on the phone with my dad (In the process of building up a relationship that just wasn't ever there. So this is really cool for me) so when she says hello, I kinda ignore her for a bit. Get off the phone with my dad, get up and immediately introduce myself. I already can tell I'm on. I have that sorta half cocky grin, like I got a secret and it's realllll funny, but only to me. Hold the handshake for slightly longer than normal then drop the hand away, while still holding the eye contact. I head over to the kitchen, grab a seat and just chill back, put my arm around the chair next to me and lean back. We're all talking.

My buddy is a pretty gnarly natural. Usually just absolutely outguns me. Usually, my friends. Usually....

That's def. one of the things that can be frusterating about my game. It's so sporadic, which for me, is yet another indicator of greater underlying issues with regards to my emotional stabliity. Like when it's on.. I spit mother fucking fire out of my ass and half the time I don't even know I'm doing it. But its just so sporadic, It's a feeling like I don't have control over when this side of me comes out- and THAT'S the issue to be addressed.

Anyway- we're talking and I'm talking out of my ass. Give like a 10 minute story about my best friend's "Hero Goldfish" (True story btw- one of the craziest things I've witnessed in my time alive on this planet). My best friend from back home got a fucking carnival goldfish in a bag filled with water in third grade and that damn goldfish lived, literally, until a year ago when he was forced to flush it down the toilet because he couldn't take it with him to school anymore. Mother fuckin fish lived for a month, without food, while my buddy went home and left it all alone, back at school, with nobody to feed it. Apparently it just ate like leftover food residue from the tank while my buddy was gone. Anyway- I'm cracking up while telling this story cause it truly is one of the funniest things ever... she's dieing of laughter, my buddy is bent over laughing.

Tell another like 10 minute story about how fucked up of a child I was, but to me, it's all sort of funny so I tell it in a high value way, completely unapollogeticaly and just holding eye contact with her the whole tiem. Pausing to think and not deviating that damn eye contact.

My buddy tells a couple stories and I actually think he got kinda threatened by me cause at certain points he tried to lightly tool me and sorta establish himself as the "leader" of us two. Didn't bother me, he's a good dude and I know that it wasn't something he was doing intentionally, cause he's that kind of dude where that is just the type of shit he does. But at the same time, I was spittin fire out my ass, so I just handled it gracefull and told him to kindly, fuck off. I remember at one point he said something and I just looked at him and in a half-joking, but also half-seriosu way was just like, "Fucking... Dick" and then just held eye contact with him and then the girl takes my side and that "nourshing" side of her kicks in...

But I didn't want that to last, so I just cut from that moment and started talking about how one of the things I have yet to do that I really want to do is go see a Yankees game. Seeding the date- without even thinking about it. When it's on, it's on but the difficulty is bottling this up and being able to channel it more consistently.

My buddy goes to take a piss and she grabs her phone and is like, "my mom.. .so cute" and is like, "She just texted me that she's concnerned" and I tell her, "Just respond with, 'I've been kidnapped by batman and he wants you to know that he's taking care of me"... she bursts out laughing... cut to some comfort and start talking about how great my relationship with my mom is and how I respect her for being such a strong, caring person etc... Holding eye contact the whole time, and I knew it hit something cause her entire face relaxed and when she responded her tonality had totally shifted. It was like everything about her in that moment, reflected a shift in the interaction. I'm not that great at this stuff so I can't tell you what exactly was going on here, but I was at least aware enough to recognize that SOMETHING had clicked.

My buddy comes back and we're all chattin it up. I'm raggin on her for random shit. Like going to an all girls school and being a good little christian gal. lmao at some point my buddy makes a joke about me being in a sex addicts rehab clinic... I take this and just reframe it and throw this combined powerball of energy right back at the girl. Basically just ignoring the fact that my buddy had said this and basically just owned it, made it my own with some slight tweeks and threw it at her and with some serious eye contact and was just like, "Yeah, so you better watch out- I've been known to relapse around certain girls" and just kept that eye contact and coy little smile...

She didn't even say anything, I could tell the tension was biulding. That ball of energy hit her right where it counts, right in her tight little box.

At this point, I start thinking logisitics. I decide that the pull for tonight was sorta out of the quesiton, so as we're all laughing, I just get up and tell her I have to go. Say bye to my buddy and as I'm walking past her, she holds out her hand and is like, "I really want to go see a Yankees game while I'm in the city"... I turn to her and say, "Give me your number, I'll shoot you a text and we'll figure it out for this week"... she gives the number immediately.

And I leave. Didn't get the fuck and honestly, I probably have a really distorted view of how everything was going down. But when I'm in the zone like this, that's just sort of how it all appears to me. Everything is sort of slowed down a little and ltitle things stand out ot me and maybe a lot of what I thought was going on in her was just me proejcting myself onto her, but I think that as long as this shit is positive, it actually is just part of that "dilluted confidence" that I know tyler has talked about at times.

Anyway- so maybe some of you will read this and be like, "Yo, why are you friends with that dude, seems like you guys are kinda competitive and he was trying to tool you or whatever" ... the fact is that he's a natural. He wasn't TRYING to do anything and I didnt try and project onto his actions, any sort of insecurity I had about the situation.

But THIS is why we're friends. As I'm walking home I get a text, and it's from my buddy and all it says is, "Well played, Sir". I respond with a smiley face and that's it. No but hurt feeligns, no unhealthy tension. We both knew what was up and this dude is cool because he gets way more girls than me and I think he actually kinda thinks it's cool that I go toe to toe with him, despite being, admittadly, much less attractive than him. I know, at times, I think it's kinda cool. So yeah, we're competitive but it's all in good fun and if there's ever a girl that one of us REALLY wants, it's always made pretty clear and I'm not about to step on the dudes toes and he's not about to step on mine. This guy has taken many a fat-girl bullets for me in our times together.

Anyway- so yeah, got her number. Yeah, I probably could have pushed it harder for the lay but idk, I think part of it was that this was the hottest girl I've done this well with in a VERY long time and part of it was surprising to me.

So yeah, long field report but I thought it was a pretty solid situation to talk about here.