Last weekend I was out with some friends, and one of them invited another mutual he knew.
We exchanged pleasantries and she mentioned she had just been to Burning Man — a friend of mine had just gotten back from there — so we got to chatting.
Turned out she was Armenian… and I pulled some fascinating stories out of her about her grandfather and the genocide.
But it became clear pretty quickly this girl was weird.
She was naturally attractive, but didn’t take care of herself in certain key ways, like letting the ends of her hair turn grey (she was mid-30s).
And of course, her interests. Not just Burning Man but her fashion sense and fixation on stand up comedy (not common for women). No big deal, usually. I like weird people. They’re interesting… and often some of the realest people you’ll find.
But this one was one of the ones you need to be careful about.
Because it became clear within minutes that she wasn’t some sort of iconoclastic “weird.”
She wasn’t just an eccentric artist, or strong-minded individualist.
She was socially retarded.
And as a result of her isolation, very very desperate for someone to be kind and listen to her.
Now.I am not a mean person, usually, unless you are counting dumb degenerate gurus who advertise their mid-life crisis as some sort of aspiration.
Nope.
I am a very sweet person who enjoys making people feel welcome and accepted around me.(It’s one of my social superpowers that transfers nicely to women)Unfortunately, however, there is a downside to this.
A downside I’ve experienced before.
But was very much reminded of the other night.
If you give someone exactly what their heart desires, they will become addicted to you for it.
As a result of me showing some interest in what this girl said, she would not leave me alone.
She talked and talked and talked.
And no matter where I went, she would follow and continue to talk to me… even if I wasn’t looking at her.
My solution was drastic if I didn’t want to crush her feelings.
I had to literally pretend to take a shit for like 15 minutes and hide across the bar to allow her a chance to focus her attention elsewhere.
Even so, as I went to leave the bar later she waylaid me, grabbed my shirt and said I “smelled amazing”
(FYI — the Cologne is Givenchy “Gentlemen Only”)
Anyway, the takeaway from this my friends?
When you learn seduction, you need to be careful about how you use it.
Because sometimes the fantasy you create in a woman is so powerful, that she becomes OBSESSED.
You see, I knew as I complimented this woman in the right moments, and challenged her in others, that she was getting interested.
And I didn’t even have to “flirt” to do it.
(I don’t do this, it’s disrespectful to my wife)
All I did was ask the right questions. Make the right assumptions.
And BOOM.It works time and time again too.
(it was a near superpower when I was single and dating, and is one of the key reasons I’m able to make friends and connections so easily to this day)
What’s this little secret, you ask?
Psychological Game.
Something your garden variety guru doesn’t know how to do… because it’s not textbook.
To do it you must get DEEP inside someones mind…
Engage precisely with their unique emotional triggers…… and use them to completely and totally win them over.
Powerful stuff, no?
Which is why it’s one of the key things I teach to my clients, both single and committed.
Because not only does it supercharge your “single man” game… but it gives you the ability to get to levels of intimacy with your girlfriend you wouldn’t think was possible.
Anyway, ‘nuff pitching.
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– Pat
