So I thought I might as well share my 1st success story and first time at a bar (In The US) which happened last weekend. So here goes- btw I might actually do a complete writeup following this type of routine so I can get it down better. I will share it w/ u guys when I’m done.
The Story: So its Saturday night and a friend of ours suggests that we go to a bar in Coventry, RI because his brother is playing a gig there. So naturally having just turned 21 I make no hesitation to go along. So we all arrive there (myself and 7 of my other friends) at about 9:30 or so, to some decent looking bar in a very blue collar town. With sargin’ in mind I quickly introduce myself to the bouncers to build value. Lucky for myself and the rest of my friends we already had instant qualification in there (seeing as our friend already knew the performer and a bunch of other people there). Thus, this was an instant DHV in itself which made circumstances easier. Quickly scanning part of the bar I notice that it was crowded with older women and sketchy guys with tatoo’s 
Admitting that perhaps sargin’ wasn’t going to happen tonight I took at seat with the rest of my friends at a table. During which we order some pitchers and car bombs etc from the bar… When ordering a few drinks I notice that the three bar tenders (hired guns) were smoking hot 9.5’s. I was tempted to run some game but decided not too based on the circumstance: that I am still a noob at sargin’ and they probably get hit on all the time so such a job is best left for the MPUA’s of the world. After a few beers I decide to get up and go to the bathroom hoping that somewhere I will have a set to approach. But alas, still not much in sight and due to my standards I was unable to find any chick above a 6.5. Eventually, some of us move from the table into another room at the bar with some pool tables. As I scan the room, bingo! I notice a 2 set of HB 8.5’s standing just outside the room. I take this opportunity to walk past them to the bathroom. When I come out I decide its time to open the set. As I walk over I casually look over my shoulder and then use the ‘ol tatoo opener (never fails). “Hey guys, I was wondering if I could get your opinion. My friends don’t think its a good idea but what do you think about me getting a tatoo?” During this part I can tell I have engaged one blond in the set fully however, the brunette (who wasn’t the target anyway) didn’t seem very interested. So after a bit of small talk regarding the tatoo and a few jokes I ask the set if they go to college. The blonde from the set starts joking about her age saying she’s 30. I throw a sarcastic compliment that she looks young for her age. Then after some more talk (about 5:00min in) the blond goes “hey my boyfriend just passed behind you”. Anyway I didn’t exactly know what to think of this, I assume it wasn’t an IOI lol, prolly more like: I would like you to fuck off So I jokingly go “Oh no is he gonna punch me?” she replys “nah” laughing. Anyway, at that point I decide to leave the set. Not really perturbed by my lackluster performance I proceed to go talk to my friends again near the pool tables. During which some guy and his wife give me the rest of their beer pitcher, score! (Don’t worry I wasn’t even close to drunk @ 3 beers in). I made an attempt to keep myself as sober as possible if I was to open sets more successfully. So after we finish playing pool we move back into the main room to talk. Some of my friends make an attempt to open some sets but are largely unsuccessful. One came on too strong and the other got nervous and ran out of material 
So as we were talking some blonde chick that I hadn’t noticed before opens me up from behind with “so how old do you think I am?” Now here’s a little background- She was clearly the friend of the other blonde I talked to in the 2 set earlier. Also, what surprised me is she separated herself entirely from the group she was in to talk to me. Thus, I must have built a certain level of approachable comfort. In addition, besides the bar tenders she was clearly one of the hottest chicks in the bar, close to a 9 by my standards. So anyway I tell her I think shes 22. She screams seeming delighted and then proceeds to says that shes actually 29. Obviously joking and hoping to get a rise out of me. Now at this point I had attracted the blonde I had spoken to earlier over to us as well. So I go ahead and run off the tatoo routine with this one. The blonde then promptly leaves the set one she see’s that I’m basically one on one w/ this chick. Now during this whole routine I somehow suspected that the guy sitting at the bar near us was somehow her boyfriend. So basically, seeing that the kid was huge I decided to back off on my routine a bit. Basically, I ran through some other things, made a few jokes, and at one point had her laughing and basically jumping up and down. So I decide after almost 10mins that I couldn’t hold this set for much longer and that I got some good practice in anyway. So I tell her, “hey I gotta go soon my friends are waiting”. She then asks “where are you going? a club?”. I tell her straight up that I’m going back to party at my campus. Anyway, in the end I ended up getting her number and writing mine on her hand (just jokingly). Anyway, afterwards I was talking to my friends (who agreed that I did a good job working the set from what they saw a few feet away from me) and they seemed pretty sure that she already had a boyfriend who was actually sitting at the bar behind us and giving the eye to them (Not sure if he was looking over at me b/c I didn’t bother acknowledging him, but I’m pretty sure he was). So all in all I didn’t bother calling the chick (don’t wanna be a dick) but it was good practice anyway 
Anyway, I just wanted to close with a key move I made on my way out the door. I actually talked to the bouncer and shook his hand as I left. Briefly looking over at the bar I could see the chick from the first set I opened staring over at me from the bar. Instant confirmation!
Todays lesson: bitches are retarded especially the blue collar ones 
and also boyfriends won’t stop a chick from hitting on other guys.
