Bumping this
classic thread. I've gone out solo on and off...never completely got into the swing of things due to life situation and shit. There are usually more opportunities to go out then I need...so I've gone out with wings more often.
Last night I went out solo and had a great time. Here's what helped me:
1. I had
"one in the kitty," a Tinder girl in town for one night only who wanted to meet up. Having this not only gave me a backup plan, but it gave me a purpose. I was legitimately meeting someone, and this convinced me to go out.
2. After arriving to the first bar and posting up, I started people watching. I had a view of the entire bar and noticed that the only time guys moved was when their rape squads would go to get a drink, or go to the bathroom. Weak!
Later I saw a possible player walk in, suited up with a white jacket and orange tie, with only one wingman (also suited up). If there was a guy who was going to get pussy, this was it. Clean fade, solid build, walking in like he owned the joint. I got the popcorn ready....and he let me down like Ronda Rousey last night. He stood on the wall with his wingman and watched girls as they walked by, beer-shielding the entire time.
What a lame ass! From then on I felt fine. Before then, I expected everyone at the club to be happy and celebrating with their groups. I incorrectly assumed that I would be seen as lower value just posting up at the bar searching for pussy. Wrong! I was doing the same thing as everyone else = trying to have a good time! No one cares how or why.
3. My look is on point right now. This boosted my confidence and helped differentiate me between "some loser with no friends" and "guy with balls who needed to unwind."
I'm going to start going out solo more. I spent less money and only had a few drinks to warm up, a big improvement over getting smashed like most Saturdays.