As the movie continued and she hooked her claws into the main character, I felt my interest in her fade, until it finally turned to disgust when I saw her in a wedding dress. I moved on to the 16-year-old co-star who gently seduces the protagonist of the movie without the whining and nagging we see in the wife. The young girl is not inherently prettier, but because she has not yet banged anyone the attraction for her holds much longer.

How I felt towards the characters over 90 minutes was a snapshot to how I feel towards girls in real life. Here, I made a chart:

*Notice how the attraction for her is at absolute zero by the second date.

For physiological reasons I don’t understand, a girl is never more attractive than first sight. Ever. But my dick always tricks my brain into finding a girl more attractive than she really is. This is obvious when I show up on first dates not exactly sure how the girl looks like, even though I was far from drunk when I met her. It takes two seconds of looking at her face to confirm that I did indeed spend an hour talking to this specimen three days prior.

Her attractiveness decreases rapidly through the predictable seduction until I bang her. By the second date, there is nothing left but the background desire of wanting to get off without having to use my sweaty paw.

There are, of course, the exceptions…

*Technically this chart should be titled “The Ones.” Whatever.

50% attractiveness retainment by the fifth date is absolutely incredible if you think about it. You conquered and ravaged her body and you want to do it again? Wow.

A girl puts out various cues that is unconsciously processed by a man to create a running tally of her worth. This tally almost always adds to the value of zero, but it is only obvious after sex, when the dick has gotten what it wants and no longer puts in effort to confuse the brain it effortlessly controls.

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I’m taking off until Monday. Please use this time to reflect on your life.

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Recently, I participated in a “dry run” day game workshop with Roosh to help him streamline operations. Since my day game is underdeveloped, I happily volunteered to be a guinea pig.

We covered the major types of daytime approaches, including coffeeshop (my favorite), retail, book store, metro, grocery store, and the toughest, street game. Roosh was methodical and detail oriented in explaining how the approaches should go, so there was very little guesswork I had to do. I was pleased that his openers and followups were short, sweet and easy to deliver. A big problem with some pickup material is how cumbersome it sounds when you use it in real life. You want openers and comversational gambits that sound as cool and natural as possible, and only take a second or two to deliver.

Roosh timed the interactions with a stopwatch, which had a surprisingly positive effect. As guys, we relish a challenge, and beating the clock (or, in this case, talking with the girl as long as possible) is a great motivator. Roosh broke a land speed record with a 1.47 second pickup attempt. As for the rest, I won’t give away too much here, except to mention a couple things.

Roosh emphasizes a “bait” concept which helps extend a conversation with a girl through the use of open-ended questions and hooks. I asked a girl for directions like a regular guy would do, and she answered, and then… the conversation died. When you bait a girl, you might ask where the metro goes, instead of directions to a specific location. Then you might drop a leading followup like “It’s a shame. Public transportation isn’t as convenient in this country.”

The other major concept discussed was day versus night game. If you think you can seamlessly bring your night game into the daytime, forget it. The two are separate animals. I ran my cocky night game on a girl walking down the sidewalk, making fun of her oversized “homemade” ring, and it bombed. I was reprimanded for deviating from the day game script.

On a final note, approaching a group of girls on the sidewalk is less likely to succeed than approaching one or two girls. It’s counterintuitive, because you’d think that a lone girl would be more suspicious of strange men coming up to her in a non-bar environment where approaches are expected, but in fact the opposite is true. The lone girls walking slowly were the most open to the pickup, while the big groups of girls quickly closed ranks and followed the alpha female’s lead like sheep.

Day game is the new night game.

Roissy’s game was at an advanced level so we were able to breeze through the instructional portion of the workshop and dive straight into approaching with the openers and followups. Even though he was spitting completely fresh lines, his delivery was smooth and natural. His only problem, if you want to call it that, is being picky and not getting numbers when he could’ve. He still did very well and I’ll leave it up to him to share specific results.

After working out some logistical issues, I was ready for my four students, two on Saturday and two on Sunday. They came with very different abilities, and the challenge was teaching the basics to those who needed it while allowing the most experienced student to practice closing.

My advanced student had experience hitting on girls in bars. He was also very talkative, the hallmark trait of a successful pick up artist. I pushed him to approach a girl in coffee shop with an opener and follow-up related to what she was doing (typing on a laptop). Fourteen minutes later he got her number.

Two other students were in the beginner to intermediate range. For them I worked on their tonality, body language, and what I call “ramble,” the ability to keep talking while tossing out pieces of bait that allow the conversation to continue.

The last student was a young guy, only 22-years-old, with just about no pick up experience. It was like working with a clean canvas. I’ll never forget the look on his face after his first approach attempt on a very pretty girl in a coffee shop (2 minutes, 15 seconds), which for day game feels like quite a while. Afterwards he remarked how friendly she was. “Welcome to day game,” I said. I don’t think this young man will be spending a lot of time in bars anytime soon.

We didn’t talk to any ugly girls (range was 6-8, since 9’s don’t exist in DC), though I did make one student deliver the subway opener to an old man because we couldn’t find any girls around. I told them never to “practice” on ugly girls. From day one they will only go after girls they want to have sex with.

One flaw of the workshop is that it was hard to focus on what will be their day game bread and butter: coffee shops. Each student could only do one or two approaches there, even though it will be where they get most of their numbers. For example they did just as many approaches in the retail store as in the coffee shop even though they barely go shopping. I still think that that retail practice was useful because daygame approaches have the same framework and experience in one will no doubt help with other venues.

Here’s a quick view of the workshop from a student…

I thought the Daygame workshop was great. I don’t think me or the other guy would have gotten nearly the kind of individual attention or the quality instruction from any other PUA company costing a ton more money.

And another…

I’ve never done a workshop before, but I’ve read a couple books and websites. This was appealing because it wasn’t going to break the bank, and neither will day game, really. Only two students was nice as well. I appreciate getting the day game packet, something to refer to and study. I don’t have much else to say, because results will take more time afterwards. Personally it was helpful for me to declare to someone besides myself that this is something I need to work on. It got me in an approaching mood, and I hope I can build upon it. I think the workshop was planned well because it was during Christmas shopping season, but by chance there weren’t as many people shopping/walking around as anticipated. What are you going to do… Roosh made the best of it.

And from the advanced student who got the number…

I thought the day game workshop was a great workshop. I would divide the workshop into four sections: (1) A discussion of the philosophy of day game. (2) A walk-through of specific day game strategies and lines. (3) Day game practice. (4) Review of your performance.

Here are my thoughts on the sections: #1 is a sound philosophy, and was explained well. #2 has clearly been honed over the years by Roosh. #3 was obviously the critical portion, and was great because Roosh provided on-the-fly guidance and motivation. #4 was helpful, especially because feedback was provided throughout. All in all, Roosh is a great teacher, and it’s clear that his motivation with this workshop (just like with Bang) is to help others. There’s no doubt that this workshop will help my (previously non-existent) day game to become a useful tool in my pick-up arsenal… and I already got a date out of it

I must say I don’t think getting a date from the day of the workshop will be common since you’ll be testing out all-new material, but it’s nice he’s already seeing results.

While I can’t completely change a man’s game in a few hours, I’m confident that if one of my students sees a girl they like in the coffee shop, street, grocery store, etc., they know what to say and how to say it, and how to get her number if the conversation goes well. They did enough approaches (average of 8 per guy) that they know it’s not a big deal to talk to girls during the day.

My first four students got a good deal because the workshop is actually at least six hours, not four. (One went eight hours.) But keeping in mind the economy is in the shitter and I want guys walking away from this feeling like they got a great deal, I would like to do some more workshops in January for $165. The per hour cost of the workshop remains the same. For a run down of what the workshop is about, check here.

If you are interested then email roosh@rooshv.com with workshop in the subject and I’ll put you on the waiting list, which I will start going through today. Also if you live in New York City and would consider taking the workshop then email me as well because I might come up in February for a short while.

I want to give a huge thanks for the four guys who trusted me and took a chance without knowing exactly what they were getting into. And also my guinea pig.

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If you get cockblocked by a girl, you need to respond by shaking her core so hard that she hesitates doing it ever again, like a mouse who hits the wrong lever and gets the shit zapped out of him. No jokes and no wit—you gotta get dirty.

This is what you must say to the cockblocker. Say it with a stern tone, like a parent scolding a child.

“Did you really just do that? I’m being friendly and respectful to your friend and you rudely interrupt. Did your parents teach you to be anti-social like that?”

Then shake your head and turn your back on her. Don’t engage her in a conversation or even act like you hear her response. She no longer exists.

This ruins her night, completely. Girls are emotional creatures and it takes them a very long time to get over getting called out like that. To top it off, girls absolutely hate it when you don’t allow them to respond. They are so used to getting in the last word in their arguments with men (they are addicted to closure, remember), that she will be thinking of what happened for a long time to come.

I was talking to a girl and mid-sentence out of nowhere this bitch rolls up between us and starts yapping her mouth. I tap her on the shoulder and she turns around. With a straight face I said, “You see we’re talking here, right?” She gave me a stunned look and immediately stormed off. Her friend gave chase to console her.

Do you think she interrupted another conversation that night? I don’t think so. She probably went home to call her beta hanger-on for support.

If every guy calls out a cockblocker just once a month, I’m confident it will cease to exist in a year or two. I’m dead serious. Girls will continue to cockblock as long as there is no punishment for doing so, and since it’s against the law to slap her upside the face, you have to use words. But it’s important you don’t use profanity or call her names because then she won’t take you seriously. Be mostly respectful so she can’t immediately write you off as an asshole. You’re a good guy who is shocked and appalled by the rudeness you were just victim to. You don’t believe what the world is coming to.

It’s our fault that girls cockblock. We’ve been letting them get away with it for so long that girls know there is absolutely no cost for them to block. We stand there with dumbfounded looks on our face while she gets satisfaction that her friend is going home alone just like her. It’s time to let them earn that cockblock.

Here are the keywords to remember: respectful, rude, interrupt, anti-social. I don’t care if I get kicked out of bars but I’m going to ruin her night, and she’s going to think twice about doing it again. Worthless bitch.

If you liked this post then I think you will like my book Bang, a collection of simple but powerful techniques, moves, and lines that make it easier for the average 20-something man to be more successful with women. Topics in Bang include discussion of the alpha male, effective opening lines, conversation themes, getting phone numbers, detailed dating strategy, and much more.

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I was at a small lounge with a couple friends when I made small chat with this alright looking girl. It went nowhere but later I got much farther with her cuter friend. The deeper the conversation got the more the original girl interrupted, until she finally squeezed me out of the conversation by making her friend dance.

One hour later I’m leaning against the bar and who is dancing in front of me but an Americanized Brazilian girl (good enough). I hit her with my gringo Portuguese and she’s curious, wondering why this gringo spent a month in her country. I mentioned a couple popular Brazilian foods for good measure, but I didn’t overdo it or else it would come across as me trying to impress her. She asked me to dance.

Apparently half the girls at the bar knew each other, including all three girls I’ve mentioned so far. While I’m getting somewhere with the Brazilian, the original cockblocker comes up to her.

“Oh, you’re talking to him. He hit on everyone tonight.”

I was doing a dry run of the day game workshop with a friend. I told him in day game girls are polite and go out of their way to be helpful even if they think the approach is a pick-up attempt. But in bars if you get a couple girls together the behavior they exhibit is anti-social and downright psychotic. Show me a man who has tons of experience meeting girls in clubs and I’ll show you a man who has generally negative views on women. Stupid. Sluts. Idiots. Worthless. Attention whores. Bitches. Mindless. Boring. Etc.

After the girl told the Brazilian that I hit on “everyone,” I knew I was done. The Brazilian’s face turned upside down and she backed away. Two people who were getting along had it cut short because of a girl who morphs into this beast whenever she walks into a bar. How unnatural.

It’s time I share with you my plan to end the cockblocking phenomenon once and for all…

Continued… How To End Cockblocking As We Know It

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I prefer a female speaker because when I travel again that’s who I’ll mostly be talking to (in bars, clubs, coffee shops, etc.). Any Latin background is fine except Chile (I don’t understand Chilean Spanish).

I figure we can meet in a coffee shop somewhere in DC. In exchange I can buy you whatever drink and food you want. I can also lend a sympathetic ear and help you solve your problems in life, if you want.

If it works out I’d like to do it once every week or two. And no, this is not a scheme to get laid. I won’t ask for a picture.

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“You know how I don’t let any guy try to get with me right? I get their number and then throw it away. So I was about to get on the Metro and this guy starts talking to me. He seemed okay. He asks me if I’m hungry and want to grab something to eat, his treat. I figure why not, so I said yes.

“We go to a Mexican place and eat dinner. I’m a little nervous because I would hate if Chris found out I’m hanging out with some other guy like this. I just wanted the meal. The check comes, and get this shit: his card was declined. He leaves to the ATM across the street and comes up apologizing, saying he can’t pay the bill. I’m sooooo angry at this point. So I pay the whole thing—$26 and $2 tip. He tells me he wants to take me out again to make up for not having money. I tell him no and to consider this an early Christmas gift. This sucks because I can’t afford anything right now. I’m so upset.”

I looked the other way and put my hand over my face until I was done laughing. It’s bad enough she had a boyfriend and went out on a date with a guy she wanted to use for tacos con carne (yes, she was obese, morbidly), but why insult the help with a pathetic 7.7% tip? Two more dollars wouldn’t have killed her at that point. Yet sitting on my comfortable orange seat I was extremely proud to be the same gender of the man who gave this girl what she deserved. You know she’ll be stewing for weeks, maybe months. He changed her for the better of all men everywhere.

I got to wondering if he ran “declined card” game on purpose. After the massive social faux-pas of showing up on a date with $0, he knows that any girl who makes it to date two wants to get banged and doesn’t care about his (in)ability to pay. His cost per notch must be admirable. I may have to steal this technique if I ever get in dire straits, but instead of a date two I’ll just try to drag the girl back to my refrigerator box.

P.S. My book Bang is now available on Amazon.com and qualified for Super Saver shipping.

I learned that singing the praises of the drink is not that effective. Even if the ingredients are top notch, most people are not very adventurous, and it’s hard to move them to buy something they don’t know.

So this is what I do. I decide which drink I want to sell for a particular customer and then I say:

“This drink is selling very well. It’s one of our most popular drinks.”

The key word is “popular.” It works most of the time. Without hesitation people will buy what other people are buying, because there’s the assumption if it’s popular then it has to be good. This is why books on the bestseller list tend to stay on the bestseller lists. And this is why girls will date guys they know have slept with a lot of women. To their friends they’ll say something like, “Eww he probably has a lot of diseases,” but they’ll bang him anyway, probably without a condom.

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2. I’m going through Brazilian girl withdrawal. Here’s a comment from a guy who knows what’s going on.

I know it seems too good to be true, but it isn’t. The third day I was in Brazil, not in Rio, but an hour outside of Sao Paulo, me and my Brazilian friend were out and he goes, “Hey, my friend thinks you are cute, you should go for her.” I go, “Alright, for sure, I will.” I had literally just met the girl when he said this. So I started talking to her, thinking I would have to spit a little game. After 5 minutes, my friend goes, “Why haven’t you kissed her yet?” I go, “Man, I just met her 5 minutes ago.” My friend goes, “No, here in Brazil, if a girl likes you, you don’t have to sit there and work on it, just go for the kiss.” When I was in Rio, I was pretty drunk and definitely not on my A-game. This girl approached me, obviously attracted to me, and I started talking and talking, and she eventually got sick of me talking and went and hooked up with some other guy. I blew my chance because I was too slow. That was a bummer too because she would have been the cutest girl I banged in Brazil. Hooking up there is a lot faster because Brazilian men are very aggressive, so the girls are used to it. Plus, the Brazilian girls love gringos. The girls are easy, but still, they don’t come off as slutty. It’s really weird. Brazil is an amazing place for sure!

3. I’m all over Maria Rita, a Brazilian singer Her voice is like therapy. Start with Despedida, Novo Amor, and Samba Meu. Check out her mother:

Art Garfunkel did a cover of this song in English.

If you want the mp3 of something on YouTube, use vixy.net to convert it. I use the desktop version.

4. Check out my Rio nightlife guide.

5. I’m now on twitter.

6. The site should loan up nice and clean now from an iPhone / Blackberry.

P.S. My book Bang is now available on Amazon.com and qualified for Super Saver shipping.

Hey Roosh,

I just finished Bang. loved it. you are one funny motherfucker. there were certain parts that were absolutely laugh-out-loud; I read them aloud to my roommates. I started calling these “Rooshisms.” some examples:

“if the first girl whose number you get you want to impregnate, I guarantee you will bomb spectacularly.”

“…but you will really try to weasel your way inside once you get to her place.”

“get out of my face or I’m gonna knock you out.” LOL!!

“but after a couple times of this you can start to mold her into the slut you’ve always wanted.”

And my personal favorite: “Personally I wouldn’t have sex with a girl who does IV drugs or gets banged in the butt by bisexual men.” I nearly pissed myself on that one.

You have a great writing style. you don’t try to sound stuffy or pretentious or high-fallutin’. you’re honest and unapologetic about your desires, which is why I think it’s so funny when you talk about your ulterior motive being to weasel your way into the girl’s apartment and stuff like that.

I think the thing that makes Bang the best instructional guide to the aspiring player is that it is the best combination of “big picture theory” and examples of lines that actually work. I read The Game (which, in its defense, isn’t really intended to teach you how to run game) and then another book which scientifically broke down all the stages of pick-up from approach to relationships, and I have to say Bang was by far the best use of time spent reading. IMHO, it will set you off and–successfully–running into the game faster than any other material out there.

Here’s another review:

Hey. I just started reading Bang and just wanted to let you know it’s a great book. I don’t cringe when I read it like I do with other books in the genre. Your approach is matter-of-fact and down to earth. Other books, frankly, often appear to be written by douchebags. With your approach one can have actual relationships that are sincere, even if they are just brief hookups or one night stands. You don’t advocate lying, dressing up like a raver from 1992, and memorizing bullshit.

And one last one:

I’ll be honest the book has bumped my notch count a bit, I’m more aggressive in approaching when I used to wait for the women to come to me. What I’ve learned from quizzing various women is that while they think I’m attractive or hot, I look too “nice”, like I am going to buy a woman flowers and kiss her on the cheek after dropping a c note over a bad dinner and not ram their head into the headboard as I’m doing my best fido impersonation.

Props to you for a great book that is an honest approach as opposed to the other really terrible ”pick up artists” books. To be honest, I consider your book to by a psych text which is a good thing.

My second book is coming along. The manuscript is done and my secret editors are editing.

I’m very ready to leave. I will do everything in my power to get out of here by March/April, which means I may have to put finishing touches on the road, something I want to avoid doing since working while traveling is difficult. Without a book to work on there is very little for me to do.

P.S. My book Bang is now available on Amazon.com and qualified for Super Saver shipping.

My postings on game and girls is from experience, but I’m going to have to branch out here and share with you a plan on how I’m going to get my Ethiopian flag. As a Caucasian man limited by his non-Ethiopianness, the plan is based on… exaggerations.

Once I find an Ethiopian girl to approach (shouldn’t be hard considering that Washington DC has more Ethiopians than any other city outside of Ethiopia), I will attack with this two-pronged strategy:

1. “My old roommate was Ethiopian.” I’m going to talk about Girma and how he taught me a few curse words. Unfortunately I only remember the word “sharmuta,” which means bitch / whore (apparently in many languages).

“The Ethiopian girls he dated would always cook for him and even come over and take care of him when he was sick. It was weird to see because American girls didn’t do that. The American girls had many masculine traits, while the Ethiopian girls didn’t.”

This shows I am an insider and “get” the culture. I was so curious that…

2. “A few years ago I visited Ethiopia for fun.”

“I had a week of extra vacation time to kill. I went to Addis Ababa, among other cities. I really enjoyed the market there—it was huge. I bought a large sugar cane stalk. I wish I could have stayed longer but I worked a corporate job at the time and I couldn’t get off more than a week.”

By now she will be exploding with curiosity, but I will be restrained in showing interest. Her being Ethiopian is not enough and she will have to prove that she isn’t corrupted by the American culture. I’ll go for the kill after a round of cocktails at an Ethiopian restaurant where she will communicate with the help in her language while I sit there and stare at the interesting decorations on the wall.

If all else fails I’ll just say I’m a speechwriter for Obama.

If you liked this post then I think you will like my book Bang, a collection of simple but powerful techniques, moves, and lines that make it easier for the average 20-something man to be more successful with women. Topics in Bang include discussion of the alpha male, effective opening lines, conversation themes, getting phone numbers, detailed dating strategy, and much more.

Complimenting the book is Roosh's Game Tips Email Newsletter. It's free and your first newsletter will be about how to meet girls in coffee shops. Following that will be newsletters on dealing with flakes, handling cockblockers, and meeting girls in foreign countries, among others. Your email address will always remain private and you can unsubscribe at any time. Put your first name and email address below and click the button.

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• Coffee shop
• Street
• Book store
• Subway →
• Grocery store
• Retail store

I know a lot of guys who are sick of DC bars and clubs and the same old nightly dickfest with mediocre girls whose egos don’t warrant their stratospheric levels. Even if you do get past the initial approach you have to worry about cockblocking friends who will do everything in their power to interfere with your game. And if you get lucky hopefully you don’t have to wake up the next day hungover with your ears ringing. Bars and clubs are fine if you’re patient and trying to build a solid foundation of game, but you’re wasting opportunities if you don’t work other venues as well.

Imagine if you could approach girls in their normal friendly state, with zero competition, away from cockblockers, in relaxed, cheap places you go to anyway. I’m a believer that connecting with a sober girl who looks good in the light is a wonderful thing.

Understand: most men cannot bear to approach a girl outside of a bar. Hot girls get approached on the street more by homeless men and jokers yelling “Hey you got a man?” than quality men with game. It gives you a huge advantage if you can talk to girls in places that your peers cannot. Plus you’ll have access to girls who don’t bother going to bars and think it’s more “romantic” to meet a guy in a coffee shop.

The only problem is that it’s not easy to pick up girls in sober venues. There’s no liquid courage to help and no wingman to get support from. You literally are the stranger on the street and it will take a sound strategy to go home from a typical afternoon in the book store with a number in your pocket. That’s where I come in.

In this workshop you will…

• …be taught simple but effective openers and follow-ups for six different environments (no complex, ridiculous routines)
• …learn logistical nuances that you don’t normally have to worry about for night game
• …get hands-on approach training with me forcing you to approach girls, without the aid of alcohol
• …watch by example
• …learn how to shift the conversation when it’s time to close
• …practice getting digits

I will objectively measure your progress with a stopwatch by timing how long your conversations go. This is because time is a strong correlator to if a day game approach ends with at least a number or not. We will see progress as the workshop goes on.

Subjectively I will observe you and take notes on your body language, mannerisms, and conversational content. At the end of the workshop I will debrief you on things you did right and wrong, including areas I see the most room for improvement.

Workshop Itinerary

1:00-2:15: Instruction on how to pick up at each of the six venues.

2:15-3:15: Coffee shop game. We may have to hit a couple coffee shops to squeeze in at least one approach.

3:15-3:45: Street game. You’ll do at least five approaches here because of the abundance of girls walking around. I will teach you the logistics of approaching a girl on the street, including how to get them to stop.

3:45-4:30: Book Store. We will find girls in the magazine section, bestsellers, gift book section, and then finally the cafe. There are two bookstores we can visit.

4:30-5:15: Subway. We are going to take the Metro to a different retail section of town. Here we will hop between train cars until we find girls that we can talk to with my subway opener.

5:15-5:45: Grocery Store. We will go to a yuppie grocery store, grab a basket, and start putting shit in it to make it seem like we’re real shoppers. After we approach a couple girls we’ll ditch our basket in the produce section.

5:45-6:30: Retail. We’ll head inside stores and talk to girls shopping for the holidays.

6:30-7:00: Debrief. I’ll give you a report card on how you did from notes I took of your approaches and style.

*Allotted times are approximate

Here’s the date:

EMAIL FOR DATES

There are only two slots open. That means it’s going to be me, you, and one other guy. I designed it this way for a couple reasons. First, there aren’t enough cute girls hanging in a coffee shop or bookstore for a large wolfpack of men to approach. Second, I don’t see how I can improve your skill in one session without giving a lot of one-on-one attention. I want this to be the most life-changing workshop you ever take. Lastly, it would be lame and gay if there were a dozen guys running around together hitting on girls.

During the workshop you will do more than you ever have in these venues before. If you came in with a bit of game I’m confident you’ll get a number or two. If you don’t have game then bring pen and paper so your head doesn’t explode.

Cost: $180

Included…

• Bang. If you already have Bang then you will get a $15 discount off the price.
• Roosh’s Day Game Manual. A booklet written for the workshop.

Here’s the table of contents for the manual…

• The Reality
• Differences Between Day & Night Game
• Internalize This Now
• “Excuse Me…”
• Opener
• Fascinating Follow-Up
• Good Chat
• Gaming
• Coffee Shop
• Street
• Book Store
• Subway
• Grocery Store
• Retail
• Closing
• Turning Regular Thoughts Into Openers
• Tweaking
• Final Thoughts

The manual is brief (~2,500 words), but contains mostly tactics and examples. (For detailed explanations of female behavior and game theory you need to read Bang.) It’s a cookbook that gives you step-by-step instructions on what to do and say, and should forever end any reason why you can’t talk to a girl pretty much anywhere. Each environment has at least two openers with follow-ups, except for the grocery store which has one opener.

The manual focuses on the concept of baiting, where you toss out little pieces of conversation that pique a girl’s curiosity. This strategy is important because day game is much more elegant and subtle than night game. As you know you can’t just immediately jump into flirting, teasing, and touching, which is why you’ll rarely find guys that excel in both night and day game. They try the other out without adjusting, fail, and then entrench themselves further in what they were already doing.

Not included…

• Beverages and snacks
• Subway fare

The workshop will take place in Washington DC. I’m also open to doing it in NYC.

To reserve your spot email roosh@rooshv.com with “workshop” in the subject. I will ask you for a $80 deposit. First come, first serve.

If you have a question email me.

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“The moment a man questions the meaning and value of life, he is sick, since objectivity neither has any existence; by asking this question one is merely admitting to a store of unsatisfied libido to which something else must have happened, a kind of fermentation leading to sadness and depression.”
-Freud

“[Men] are born for the solid earth, not for the water. And naturally they won’t think. They are made for life, not for thought. Yes, and he who thinks, what’s more, he who makes thought his business, he may go far in it, but he has bartered the solid earth for the water all the same, and one day he will drown.”
-Steppenwolfe

I’m sitting on a pile of money.

I have three monthly expenses: cell phone, hosting for this site, and student loans, which are very low (public university). I can pay off those 4% interest loans now but I rather have the cash flow.

I live like I’m poor. I can afford to buy a car but I don’t want one. I can get my own place but what’s the point if I’m not staying long. I never liked dining out. I’m getting close to the level of cash I had before I went on my trip last year, and I barely do any work. At work my manager asked me if I wanted to add some more shifts, but I declined.

I sat on the kitchen table and looked at all the Black Friday advertisements. There’s a lot of things I can buy right now: nicer winter coat, boots, fancy SLR camera, and better laptop. But I don’t need them. I looked through the fliers for an hour and the only thing that got me out the door was K-Mart’s sale of thermal sweaters for $3.97 each. My mom and sister asked me what I want for Christmas and I told them to get me a card. If you said to me I had a month to live I wouldn’t buy or change anything.

What a weird place to be in with no dreams, no goal of conquer.

A few years ago someone told me, “Sometimes it’s better to want something than to have it.” I understand that now. Wanting puts you in an insecure state of mind that distracts you from the big questions which reveal the absurdity of most of what we do. It distracts us from our existence.

So I’ll hit the road again. I’ll have tons of interesting experiences—more than I’m having here, for sure. But without purpose it can be just as shallow to rack up countries like it is women. What’s going to guide me to a glorious end? What will motivate me to get up when I fall? What will make me a better person?

Maybe having a kid would do it. I can go to Brazil, marry a beautiful girl, and try to crack it there. That’d keep me challenged for at least a few years. For the majority of human beings, having a kid solves the purpose problem. But no, I rather remain single. Monogamy to me seems like early retirement from the best parts of life.

You know how when someone is sure to die they put them in a hospice so they are as comfortable as possible? I feel like I’m in life’s hospice. Just fucking around to entertain myself, wishing the clock wasn’t moving so fast. I’m not rich but this is how rich people must feel. It’s a hollow feeling. Not unhappy or sad, just hollow.

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There used to be no obstacles in my path to sex. I had the strong desire followed by unlimited will that allowed me to sleep with a lot of women, something that I felt was necessary to make me a real man. I put up with all sorts of attitude, bullshit, flakiness, and frustration to make it happen.

Now the path is obstructed with debris. She’s not putting in enough effort. She’s not from the right country. She’s stupid. She lives too far. She’s too old. She’s not sensual or emotional. She has fat arms. She’s a lawyer. Something is always in the way of putting in a full effort, whereas a couple years ago it never came up.

It wasn’t long ago that I cherished the vagina (the organ, not the woman attached to it). I’d take almost any abuse for the chance to abuse it. I didn’t mind doing whatever was necessary, whatever the cost. The pursuit was completely pure.

The problem came about when I realized that women are as much of a source of unhappiness as happiness. Most are simply not worth the time, squirting vagina or not, and the costs associated with laying 95% of them exceeds the sexual benefits gained. And the benefits go down with increasing age: what was exciting when I was 22 is an afterthought at 29. There is little thrill in sticking a new vagina.

I’m at the stage where there is nothing left to prove or accomplish. No additional notch will make me a better person or more of a man than I am now. I’ve hit the point of diminishing return. As a result I have this basal level of game effort determined by my physical needs alone. It’s a lot lower than when I had something to prove. When I had a chip on my shoulder.

I was at a club with a friend and I told him how I’m barely motivated or inspired. He gave me a vigorous pep talk and told me I needed to stop being a lazy bitch. To get what was mine. I was pumped. That night I went to sleep ready to do what it takes to build a massive harem of girls. But the next day I woke up as apathetic as ever.

My mind refuses to allow me to work on something where it knows there is little gain. I’m afraid I’ve passed the peak of sexual conquest. Of quantity. Unless the girl is special or different in some way, or gives me a flag for better understanding of the world, then I can’t just go through the motions.

It feels like I’ve lost my main purpose in life.

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She wasn’t interested.

It’s temping to say she has a boyfriend, or that you are the complete opposite of her physical type. That could be the case but truth is the best game will not always work. In fact it will fail more often than not.

Game is not meant for those do-or-die moments where you must succeed. It’s not a 100-meter sprint where years of training go into that one Olympic prime-time race. It’s more like poker, trudging along one hand at a time for marathon sessions, where even the best players lose more than they win. Game is a skill that increase your chances of getting more and better in the long run at a cost of sustaining short-term “losses” that teach you what you need to know.

Not accounting for skill, the only correlation I’ve seen in game is that the guys who approach more get more. They have nerves of steel. And ego’s that left them a long time ago.

P.S. My book Bang is now available on Amazon.com and qualified for Super Saver shipping.

No it’s good. You get a lot of work done because there aren’t a lot of distractions.

But look at her body, her long hair.

It’s hard to tell. Up close she could be a mess.

Wait, she’s staying. She grabbed the paper. Interesting, she’s sitting right next to me. This never happens.

Just stick to your work. There’s time for work and there’s time for play.

No this is an opportunity. She’s reading the sports section. Weird, why is she reading the sports section?

To see how many touchdowns her favorite football player scored. She obviously likes athletics… look at her body. She’s not interested in “writers.”

Get fucked. Okay I have to say something. What to say, what to say. Like it really matters anyway.

She’s not even looking up or making sighing noises. She doesn’t want to be bothered. She’s probably waiting for someone.

You shutup. She’s reading the classified section now. She’s bored. But yeah she’s probably waiting for someone.

You don’t even know how cute she is. You only saw her profile. She could be ugly.

So what? If I say something I don’t have to marry her. If she’s ugly then I’ll let the conversation die out. Okay say something now, she’s looking at the window.

“If you’re bored with the newspaper I have a book you can borrow. It’s very long though you may not get it done within the next fifteen minutes.”

Good job stud, she laughed. You got the magic.

Did you see her face? She’s 16!

She does look a little young. But she’s developed. You like that cute laugh though…

Whoop-dee-doo. Now what are you gonna do?

Shit I’m not sure. She didn’t ask me the name of the book. She could have at least asked. I would have asked. She’s giving me no encouragement.

Correct, because she doesn’t like you. Go back to work.

It’s done, she’s back in the newspaper, the classifieds. I won’t continue this.

You should have come up with something better. Wait, who is this slapdick?

It’s her friend. They didn’t greet with a hug or kiss.

Whatever. They’re talking about going to college. Congratulations you get snubbed by a high school girl. How do you feel?

The same. Look, if it wasn’t for me you’d never get laid. I’m sure she was just unnerved by our rugged appearance. She’s not used to talking to a real man.

Yeah, that’s it.

Alright let’s get back to work.

Giddy. Hey on the way home can we get a corn muffin from Giant? They’re so delicious.

Done.

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“We’ve been texting and then it just stopped.”

“Should I text him again?”

“We had such a good conversation.”

“I’m not sure what else I could have done.”

“I really like him.”

And so on. It’s pretty fascinating how pathetic girls get when they like guy, but what you will never hear them say is, “I like this guy a lot because he texts me every ten minutes.”

You will never hurt your chances if you lean towards the aloof end of the game by contacting her at a tortoise’s pace, especially after your first date. Assuming she is remotely interested in you, there is little reason to worry about if you waited too long or are taking it too slow. While you will not automatically be punished if you go fast, scarcity equals value for the typical easy girls you will be trying to get into bed.

P.S. My book Bang is now available on Amazon.com and qualified for Super Saver shipping.

Tonight will be the happy hour at Bourbon with my co-hosts Arjewtino and Lemmonex. Check the first floor first. Upstairs doesn’t get going until after 10 or so.

P.S. My book Bang is now available on Amazon.com and qualified for Super Saver shipping.

I settled on an unscented anti-perspirant. This means my natural musk would be on full display at night many hours after I showered (if I showered at all).

Since I don’t wear tank tops on dates, there was no problem when I wore t-shirts because the odor wasn’t strong enough to escape the sleeve cuffs. It’s after I finished servicing the girl in bed and laid next to her, all sweaty from four minutes of serious thrusting, that the odor was on full display.

When a girl lays on me after sex, she settles her head right on my breast, mere inches away from my arm pit. I got ready for girls to relax in this position, catch a whiff, and then cringe away. But that never happened; they never moved. Were they hard of smelling?

Then there was this husky girl I had sex with who laid on me in a way that her nose was one inch away from my pit. She was right there. But she stayed there and fell asleep. If anything she got closer.

I am forced to conclude that women like a man who smells like a man instead of chemicals mixed in a factory. I was made to think that my musk is foul and must be hidden, but my experience shows it’s probably a strong attractant. If there is something large corporations pushes you to “solve” with their products (perfumes, razors, dress shoes, vests, bar soap), there’s a good chance that doing the opposite attracts more women. At the least it will attract a more natural woman who isn’t a closet lesbian that hates the male body and all its glorious secretions.

As for that friend who had bad odor, I never said anything because he always had a pretty girl on his arm. We never figured out how he did it…

P.S. My book Bang is now available on Amazon.com and qualified for Super Saver shipping.

Next Friday I’m teaming up to throw a happy hour at Bourbon with Arjewtino, a hardcore player posing as a huggable beta for his predominantly female readership, and the lovely Lemmonex, an American woman who actually knows how to cook.

Bourbon is one of the only bars I know that has Stone Pale Ale, a beer that I highly recommend for its woodsy undertones.

This is an ale for those who have learned to appreciate distinctive flavor.

That would be me.

P.S. My book Bang is now available on Amazon.com and qualified for Super Saver shipping.