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I was sitting at home after my night in the brothel and hitting Movida with gsand. I was thinking about how sick I am of finishing my bastard dissertation and I was like fuck it. So I called October and was like I'm thinking of coming to Cambridge to see whats up. 2 hours later I was on the train with my little eee pc. I worked on my diss like crazy.
We chilled at his house for like 2 hours or something then headed into town. I ended up meeting the whole Cambridge lair. It was like I have heard about other lairs. The guys stood in a circle all night without doing any sets. At one point I did get a guy to open a set. He ended up pointing at me at some point, which I saw coming. I came over and instantly the friend liked me. I don't know what that dude said but her friend suddenly was like we have to leave NOW.
But that was later in the night. At first I was just standing in a circle with these dudes. They were like ok guys I guess. Only one guy all night asked me a question. I was really surprised. I mean considering people pay me good money for instruction in London I thought these dudes would take advantage of my knowledge or at least ask me about meeting Sinn or something. But nope. I dunno I doubt it's that I'm intimidating.
After a bit I grabbed October to hit the bar. I was like bro we gotta get opening. First thing I learned in Cambridge. I cannot open in this town. My normal openers were bouncing off concrete. It was really weird. I have a lot more respect for October's success now. This is honestly a tough town to game in. the thing is, I think a lot of guys use that as an excuse. I was like dudes I just gotta figure this place out and adapt.
The students are still out of town so it was seriously chavvy. And you know I like chav girls. The thing is they have so much attitude. Its always opposite date with them. Like the prefer a poor angry dude to a rich smooth guy. It's just about adaptation though. Not complaining. As you will see when we get to night two.
To get pumped October and I started throwing some serious shapes near the front door of the bar. We do it about ten minutes and bounce around the bar. No sets are sticking and then at one point this girl eye fucks the shit out of me. She actually stops October. To be honest I assumed she was eyefucking him. He was close enough that I couldn't be sure and I just assume he's cuter than me. These two girls loved our shapes.
So we sit down and start talking to them. I spend about an hour in set I think. Chatting about this and that. The girls are really interesting and tell us how we dont fit in this bar. We seem to emo. That's what happens when I borrow October's hair products!! his girl was not nearly as cute as mine. But he put in some serious effort. I gotta say that October is def one of the best wings in the UK. Maybe the world.
I take my girl to the bar to get the next round of drinks. It takes ages. I open this really cute chav girl behind me and it bounces off. She is actually aggressive with me. Chav girls just don't see reality the same way. So I am back chatting to my girl. She is cute but not amazing to be totally honest. Rather than meander with longass details, we chatted to them, facebook close, number close and then eventually split up with the possibility of seeing them in a club later.
We run back into the lair guys. They still aren't talking to girls. I think the element that is missing is that they don't push each other. That's what wings really have to do. It's more important to me to push October into set. Because then he will push me. We had a good rhythm of alternating going though.
Oh shit. I forgot my first set. I see 2 girls. Both wretched and I'm like Oc lets warm up on them. They have 2 wine bottles and 2 giant vodkas. Turns out they were more beautiful on the outside than on the inside. The super fat one says 'make yourself useful!' and has me carry one of her bottles to another table for her. I did it because I wanted to write about it here. It was so funny. It just shows if you believe hard enough anything is possible. Normally I would have never talked to a girl so gross and I would have just walked away from someone who tries to get me to carry her shit like a monkey. But I really wanted to see how it would play out.
Ok back to the present. October and I are upstairs. We see two girls that I can only describe as insanely beautiful. We are bitching about who is going to open. And the girls come over to bum a cigarette. I'm like thank you god!!!
I talk to my girl for 30 minutes. She is super close ot my face. She is so beautiful. I def snapped a pic together later. The set went super well and me and oc both thought it was on. The girls invite us to see them later at a different club and we are like maybe.
We walk around the club and all the girls are gone. So we decide to try some other clubs. We hit three different clubs and get into 2 of them for free somehow. I was wearing trainers but somehow I got away with it. Wicked.
In one club we see the really cute girls. They see us walk by and run over to say hi. It seems so on. We go grab a coupla drinks and walk over to them. Suddenly something is off. We have no idea what. The girls just don't talk to us and walk right out of the club. We have no idea what the fuck just happened.
I still have no idea. I had a number of one girl from the group and a facebook of the girl I really liked. Needless to say my text the next day got no love. And no facebook add either. But seriously. Normally when I fuck up I have a clue. But me and October still dont know.
So we hit another club because there are no girls in this one. We see the first set of the night. The two girls who stopped us because they loved our shapes. They see us and actually leave the club too. What the shit?
We are beyond baffled. Our stock suddenly crashed. So we keep on trying with new girls. At one point October is outside and talking to these two girls. I walk up and they instantly run away. I was like damn dude. Maybe it's me?
We still aren't sure. Actually maybe he is at home right now flaming me on his blog. Haha. On the way home we realize that we didn't successfully open a single set all night. Our sets all opened us. Even the two girls that ran away from me had come up to him to bum a cigarette.
I nearly head back to London for a date with a new girl, but move it to Sunday. We decide to come out in our dress up duds instead of our cool guy outfits. Aka button down shirt and tie for me and vest for him (American vest, can't remember the stupid uk word right now). Lets just say we had a much better night Saturday.
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