Thread: Rokker 1 on 1 - Stockholm, Mar 2008

PROLOGUE

So there we are, in the street getting wet. It’s about 5 am and you can be sure as hell that Stockholm in March is uncomfortably rainy and cold. And yet I am feeling kind of hot, a feeling caused (I’m pretty sure) by the girl that has her hand on my crotch.
Rokker ’s girl is suggesting going to a hotel, but the truth is that it seems that we’re going to have no place to pull to.

Rewind to about a month and a half back.

It was an ‘ah ha!’ moment, I hadn’t had that many recently and that’s why it stuck. I approached a set with the intention of teasing stronger than usual. They loved it and something clicked in my head. In any case it showed me that I have a lot of room for improvements, so I booked Rokker for a double day one on one in Stockholm. If you don’t know Rokker , do yourself a favor and read his field reports. I knew he was onto something, my sixth sense was tingling.

I sent him my personal ‘Bible’; A collection of what I believed were my strongest Sticking Points , history of my life, and basically a collection of random blabber. He sent me back two exercises: What’s interesting is that by doing them I layed a cool big breasted girl and despite my notorious text incompetence I made out with a real hot blonde. That is how I learned that Rokker is like a Midas king of pickup, whatever he touches turns to gold.

FIRST DAY

I met him and he turned out to be a chill guy, who games like a ice-skater in the sense that he doesn’t seem to be doing any effort, he just stands there and things just spontaneously start happening, like girls touching him, girls wanting to jump him, and students learning. I really identified with his style, because he always has an amused face while talking to girls, kind of what I do.
Anyway, while we were eating he started working on the stuff I had e-mailed him, explaining my sticking points and helping me frame my job as cool, (which is really is, but it’s really hard to explain to girls). Any question I asked he answered sincerely and to the point, that is why I like personalized attention. In any case, I had enough game before the one in one as to justify not taking a workshop and selecting a one on one in order to focus on slightly less obvious sticking points . I want the winner’s edge.

So the first night in field was a blast: I approached spontaneously some sets and he pointed out some others for me to approach. Since most sets loved me, (I’m soooo adorable), some highlights of the night include:
• Some guy yanking two girls who I was talking to away from me, pushing them to a VIP table. After paying for a VIP table I guess he wasn’t too happy about some random foreign dude making his girls giggle. Can’t blame him.
• Rokker smoothly joining a mixed 4 set, befriend the guys like a pro, while attracting the girls. It was nice entertainment, too bad I forgot to bring popcorn.
• Two different ugly girls in two different sets sticking to us and leaking social value while their friends had already left and Rokker and I were screening the room for other girls. Sorry girls!
• I approached a seated two set, and since I had no place to sit I just stood up talking. Fortunately my guardian angel Rokker had engaged the friend of the hot one and freed the seat for me. While I was talking to my hot legged target and had my hand on her leg, some dude was standing next to us watching as I drank her drink. I later found out that HE had bought her the drink. Ouch! This girl later asked me out of the blue: “Do you have herpes?”. In case you don’t know, that’s the weirdest question ever, and kind of turned me off, so I asked “That’s soooo weird. Do YOU have herpes?” It seems that the girl had psychological fear of germs…She needed a psychiatrist and not a Lay. (The word Lay has been intentionally capitalized as to remark how awesome my Lays are). Since clearly she was too weird for my taste, I ended up deciding not to close her. Later she found us talking to hotter girls and she came rub her ass on me. Too late for you, girl.
• Rokker was keeping the friend of the abovementioned girl entertained all that time, and I cracked up when he told me: “Man, I’m taking a grenade for you”. I answered, “No man, you’re taking the whole fucking Hiroshima explosion”. Haaaa, nice winging dude.
• We could have pulled two girls that Rokker approached on the street, but only one was hot enough to deserve a whipping. Let’s not mention the other one.

SECOND DAY

The next day we reviewed my sticking points . It turns out that some stuff that I thought were my sticking points were not so, and other stuff that I hadn’t even considered, seem to be the stuff hindering my game. He gave me a pretty complete list of stuff I did wrong and how to fix it. This is priceless. Tailor made solutions to my needs, that’s what I was looking for.
He also told me that my game is great (I think it is just above average, but who am I to disagree with a professional? haa).

Night time and I am anxious to go out again and test my new opener. I wanted an opener that would be relevant to a club situation and that could have realistically just happened, so that it is pre-grounded. So we worked on crafting my opener, and I am pretty satisfied with the results.

So we arrive at the club and open a few sets, all is going good until he points to a seated three set and the midget seat next to them where I am supposed to sit and tells me to approach it. I agree but my stomach doesn’t. It normally takes me a bit to swallow the fact that I’m going to approach a hard set, but Rokker encourages me, reminds me to FTC and to use my new opener. I’m thinking like “I can do this”, so I go and dominate the set; I teased great and the girls were fun.

This is when the night gets weird: I approach a tall girl and her small friend with “Wow! You’re really tall!”. Hmm, well, she didn’t like that. She started bitching about how she’s been told that a million times and that if I wanted to make a connection with her I should just go in an introduce myself, blah blah. My answer was “well, how should I know if I want to make a connection with you if I don’t even know you? You’re not causing a great impression anyway.” She kept on bitching and when I tried to shake her hand to leave but she didn’t want to shake my hand. I left confused, “why was she so pissed off?, probably some kind of complex?” but I pressed myself to open another seated set, which turned out to be a newbie’s nightmare. They completely ignored me and one actually turned around and fake yawned at me. I’ll repeat that for effect: Fake yawned at me! I hadn’t been blown out that hard since…I don’t even remember!

It normally takes me like 20 minutes to recover from something like that and start again, but Rokker found me after like 2 minutes. “Dude, you’re the coolest guy in the club, feel it!” Ok, so I started talking to 2 girls close by, which were cool so I started healing. Rokker introduced me to a blonde girl who I proceeded to dance with, and when I managed to isolate her, she got yanked away from me by her boyfriend. Hm, second time in two days that that has happened.
After a while I saw two really tall hot girls and thought to myself, “dude, use the SAME damn opener”. So I went in and said again “Wow! You are really tall!”. They laughed and we joked a bit. I high fived them and left. Ok I’m back in shape.

That last approach must have been secretly watched because on my way out of the room I caught the eye of a cute blonde, so I blurted out something which I can’t remember, so it PROBABLY wasn’t really an intelligent thought. I’m guessing I said “Hey!”, so as you can see, it was as brilliant as Forrest Gump but it managed to stopped her. She was with a brunette friend, so I started talking to them until Rokker came in and asked me “Which one do you like?”. “The blonde one” I replied, and he then proceeded to escalate on the brunette in sync with me during the whole interaction. He was always one step behind waiting for my step so that he would never be more advanced in the pickup that me. I don’t know what any reader may think, but I call that impressive.
My girl was standoffish, she resisted to my advances while dancing, but since she didn’t backturn me, I assumed it was on and proceeded to chase her around the dance floor while touching her all over. She was Estonian, so I was thinking that she wanted to feel some physical dominance, and it seems that I read the play well. Grind, grind, repeat, grab wrists, grind, push around with my body, did I mention grind?
-“I have to go to the bathroom”, she says.
- “Ok, I’ll wait if you give me a kiss”
And so she did. We moved downstairs and she tested me once again:
- “You are a man, I know that you only want one thing”.
- “Ah don’t worry about that, I get enough of that in my city”
After this it was easy. Rokker and my girl went to get the coats, so I was left talking to his girl and using the time to talk to her about Rokker . “He’s awesome, I love coming to Stockholm to meet him, he knows all the club promoters so I always get on the list, I don’t even know how he knows so many people!”. They return as the lights are turning on, and Rokker went on autopilot and found us a place to eat. While he was getting the food, my girl told me: “You make me hot”.

EPILOGUE

A 1 on 1 is an excellent resource in general, but it is even more recommendable when you have a solid foundation on which to lay what you will learn. Your instructor will see your personal sticking points and correct them; the night is only yours.
And Rokker is the Doctor of Game (patent pending), he will test your game’s health and then give you the medicine you need…or stuff it in your mouth. Yeah it’s pricey, but if you can afford it, and your game is a priority in your life like it is to me, I’d highly recommend him.

And to satisfy your curiosity, no, we didn’t get laid that night. Never underestimate the power of bad logistics…

Again, a pleasure working with you bro.

The bad logistics were, of course, part of the grande masterplan: To make you experience the pain of having girls ready to go and nowhere to take them. After this experience, I fully believe you'll never have this problem again as you will be extremely pro-active in sorting out logistics beforehand

If you ever need anything you know where to find me.

Peace,
Rokker aka Midas, King of pickup and Doctor of Game (patent pending)

I just wanted to point out a thing in the FR (about you talking to the first tall girl and you get a bad reaction right off your opener). You wrote:
"My answer was “well, how should I know if I want to make a connection with you if I don’t even know you? You’re not causing a great impression anyway.”
Okay, so let's break this down. Your opener generated a bad emotional reaction with your target. So what you want to do is to GET AWAY FROM THAT NEGATIVE EMOTION as soon as possible. By taking what she said (about how you should build a connection with her) and IOD her, you are only going to enhance that bad emotion. What you should have done instead is:
1) Pace and divert. So when she starts bitching about her height and how you should approach her you go "omg, slow down girl, relax Take it as a compliment, tall girls are awesome. It's funny, this reminds me of my ex-gf ...[into story, game, role-play or whatever, change thread]
OR
2) Pace and qualify (if you think you can get away with it). So, the same thing, you want to turn the bad emotion around: "Hey hey, wait a minute. You make it sound like being tall is a bad thing. Omg, I adore tall girls, you guys are awesome. So what else makes you special? I bet you are [random qualifier, eg good at math (lol), have a great fashion sense, the best chef in town (I like food), thinking about having sex with me right now (Rokker qualifier)]

- R