Field Report #1 Sarging in places other than clubs

If you either live in a city with lousy night life or just don't like the atmosphere in discos and night clubs, let me just say that I'm with you brother. I don't think clubs are a great place to learn how to pick up girls for anyone (too loud, distracting, hard to work on your body posture, voice tone, etc. Also, I just don't like clubs so maybe I'm biased...

So anyway here's a field report from some light sarging in non-club atmospheres. I went out today for about 5 hours out in my city (Portland ME) and had a pretty good time. Sorry this is a little long. Maybe I included too much detail but I figured maybe it would help someone, and it is a pleasure for me to relive such a great day of my new hobby.

I started down in the Old Port section, which is an upscale shopping district with many boutiques. It's also the night club district. It was about 3:00 in the afternoon, none of the night clubs were open. A few of the brewpub places were open, at least the ones that serve food. But I didn't go there for those. The shops were my target.

The first shop I went into a was a bookstore that was having a clearance sale. The place was small but pretty crowded with people looking for deals. Lots of girls go to bookstores to shop - great targets in there. I selected a dark haired petite 9 and took up looking through bins of antique maps or something next to her. I made an offhand comment to myself but loud enough to for her to hear, something like "so what do we have here?". When she answered, I knew she was at least not actively disinterested. I got animated about a map that showed my old neighborhood in Boston and pulled it out to point at it. She turned round from her back facing me and looked me dead in the eyes and seemed genuinely interested. I didn't really have any canned material ready, I was just winging it so the conversation petered out pretty quickly. But that didn't matter - I wasn't there to get phone numbers, just to get out and start talking to hot girls. Walked around the other parts of the store for a while and left without buying anything.

My strategy with the supermarket is to grab a small hand basket, put one thing in it (usually wine - looks sophisticated, subtle DHV), and then walk up and down the aisles of the whole store talking to girls. When I get to the other side, I walk backwards through the store and get the items I need, re-meeting people I've talked to along the way. I break the ice with new girls by approaching to look at items on the shelf next to them and making some comment on an item - and in Whole Foods it's easy to find items that are utterly disgusting looking or outrageously priced or something easy to strike up a conversation with. The first girls I approached were a two-set in the tofu section, one was off the charts ugly but her friend was a 7-ish. I grabbed this container of what literally resembled a finely crafted, human turd floating in brown water. I don't even remember the name of it but it became a hilarious talking point and my shock/disgust registered to the two-set, naturally breaking the ice. It turns out it was some sort of fermented flour thing or something (they knew what it was). I negged the hotter girl by saying that she looked like the kind of girl who would eat something that looked like shit (laughter). Then I turned to the ugly one and DHV'd by saying that I make my own organic yogurt and granola (which is true), but even the worst batch never looked like *that*. The hotter one IOI'd by smiling and climbing back into the conversation asking how cool it was that I made yogurt and asked how I did it. After a little more chatting and an IOI back to her with a backhanded complement about her goofy winter cap, I naturally exited and went to the wine section.

There I started chatting with a solid 7 who was browsing for wine. I browsed around (intentionally towards her) and we met a section of boxed wines. I broke the ice by making a comment about the audacity of drinking wine from a box, and she took the bait, defending one particular boxed wine as being pretty good. I was able to get her to play questions with me a little bit about wine. She was holding an odd, brightly colored piece of paper with a bar code on it, so I asked her if she was on a scavenger hunt or something. She told me it was a pickup ticket from the flower shop, which she described as being "late for valentine's day" I interpreted this as "I have a boyfriend" but it didn't matter. I kept on chatting with her and she actually came onto me pretty strongly like the boyfriend didn't matter. She approached and got into my space a little bit to point out something about the wine, started sharing a lot of details about herself, etc. She was visibly thrilled that I put a box of her wine in my basket, and at a natural pause in the conversation I exited and finished walking the store. (I'm actually drinking some now as I write this, and damn if it's pretty good wine!)

After finishing the circuit with no other hot girls to talk to, I rounded back thru the store pick up a couple more items that I needed. Sure enough, I came back across the tofu two-set in the pasta aisle. I negged the hot one again by leaning in and loudly asking the ugly one if the hottie was following me, and then snipered her by craning my neck into their basket and asking her if she wound up buying the "shit salad". The beastly one laughed uproariously and Miss 7 IOI'd by flipping her hair and laughing loudly, correcting me and saying she only bought the tempeh. I gave them both a salute and walked away. I could hear them get giggly with one another as I walked away.

Buying my items and leaving, I decided to head to the local shopping mall. It's not a large mall, but it is the most upscale one in the area.

The mall has great stores to meet girls - clothing shops/department stores, jewelry stores, and shoe stores, spa/bath/soap shops, and these places didn't disappoint. My first stop was in a clothing store (Abercrombie and Fitch), and after a brief joke about how the place felt like a gay disco I got the cute 7 in the mens department to sniff my neck after I spritzed myself with some cologne. Her stunning petite little 9 friend played a silly game with me as took off my prescription glasses to try on sunglasses and then pretended my lack of glasses made me hard of hearing so I couldn't hear her when she said they looked good on me. Clothing stores are rough because the staff are always running with stupid headsets on around folding stuff so they don't really have time to chit chat. In another clothing store I got a very cute 8 girl working there all flustered when I pointed out it was like 2 below zero and she was wearing flip flops, and that all the clothing that they were selling was full of tears and holes and looked like it should be sent to charity. She was a little daft too but fuck man she was cute and she had a smile for me that lit up the room.

I browsed a few more stores uneventfully and then went to the big jewelry store in the mall, which was staffed by two girls - a slightly thickset but pretty 6 and a very pretty slim little 8. I broke the ice by asking them both if a lot of guys had come in the previous day to buy valentine's gifts for their wives. They took the bait and started questioning me about my wife. I waved a bare ring finger in front of them and they nodded knowingly. In hindsight I regret being as truthful as I was - I just told them I didn't have a wife instead of making them guess or being more playful with it. But that seemed to get Miss 8 to open up to me. When I continued the "gift for my Mom ploy" she jumped up to help me. I spent probably 20 minutes in that store talking with her and practicing body language and voice tonality. I looked down at her over my glasses (she was very short and petite) and she also bowed her head and looked up at me through her long eyelashes - fuck! Boner! Then I tried to kino her across the jewelry counter by making her place a very expensive necklace firmly in my hand before I would take it from her. She was wearing a very simple band that could have been an engagement ring, but it didn't matter to me at the time. I used the "have to talk to my father" ploy to start to leave without buying anything, but as I was leaving I asked her what her name was. She answered "April!" with a very perky response and I negged her a little bit by saying that was an unfortunate name because April in Maine is such a lousy month (cold and dreary). She laughed, flipped her hair, and IOId by reaching out to shake my hand. I shook her hand gently, gave her my name and told her I'd come back after talking with my father.

So all in all, that was a really good day - 8 sets, mostly singles but one two-set. I didn't get any numbers, but that wasn't my point. I just wanted to practice getting comfortable breaking the ice, starting conversations and letting them flow naturally. I need to work on my routines a little bit so I can keep the energy going. As I get more practice I'm going to up the stakes a little bit (get more phone numbers or escalate non-sexual touching a bit more)