Boot Camp: Apr 25-27, Seoul

[cocky johnson]

Background: I had no prior education in the art of the PU until this boot camp. That’s not to say that I didn’t pick-up like mad—or at least try. I was surfing the web when I found BlueMystery’s blog—a gold mine of information, my friends. There I saw a reference to the PickUp Asia group and decided to head over to their website. I saw that they had a boot camp coming up so I contacted RedPoleQ about details. I met him Tuesday night at Seoul Station for a face-to-face. I was impressed by what he had to say and decided that I would move on my gut feeling and sign-up then and there. So within a week, I was formally introduced to the art of the PU and signed myself up for a course.

 

Friday Night:

We met at Hard Rock in Itaewon at 7pm or so. I was the second guy there and met one of the other attendees of the course. A short time later, RedpoleQ showed up and it was on until the break of dawn. Before leaving the venue, RedpoleQ had us each open a set. All he does is tell us what to do and the ask for a volunteer. Un/Fortunately, I was sitting straight across from him and looking at him. He looks at me and says, “Go, the set behind you. Ask blah blah blah.” (My first thought is “Fuck.” Then, “Shit or get off the pot.” ) So I turn around open the set and move on. Gentlemen, I am of the opinion that few things are better than opening a set—N-closing and F-closing would be better.

 

From Hard Rock we headed over to JJs at the Hyatt. Went down and did a round of the venue to get our bearings of the venue. From there, we started opening up sets. I was off to a slow start. Self-confidence is the biggest area of inner game that I have to improve—and began to improve over the course of the weekend. Paradigm Shift: alpha male (I can be an alpha male. All it takes is a change of attitude, shift of self-image, and simply taking action.) The first couple of sets I got blown out on because I could crack the resistance. There were even a couple of times that RedPole berated me for not pushing through. Apparently, a few of the sets that were in motion turned back after I had walked away. Damn—well, that’s an area to improve. Kept moving nonetheless, always thinking to myself, “More sets, more experience. There are plenty here to open.” Hitting the highlights of the evening:

 

Set A: Reverse KINO, wtf? Directed to two girls sitting around a circular table, told to sit next to one girl, but I didn’t hear so I stupidly sat opposite them instead. Surprisingly, it worked to my benefit. The girl couldn’t hear my opening, so she invited me to sit next to her (always nice to see the girl patting the seat next to her). I moved over and continued the SARGE. As RedPoleQ says, “When it’s on, it’s on NOW.” That girl started reverse-KINOing me as soon as I sat down. (The first thing I thought was “shit, did I sit next to a pro, as in hooker?) A short time later, two K-guys showed and I got a little nervous (shit, is this one of these guys’ girl?). Thankfully, I had my wings there to help me out. They ran interference on the other members of the set while I finished with the girl. Looking back I should have n-closed, but it slipped my mind as I was so pumped from the set.

 

Set B: Learning that Ajummas need lovin’ too. Pointed to a lady in her 30s, opened her and started to KINO. She was definitely into it. Paradigm Shift: women like to be touched. (Really, because I like to touch them. Sweet!) It’s always odd to see a guy hanging around near over her shoulder while engaged in a set. I worked hard to avoid the boyfriend/husband thoughts.

 

I continued to improve in my sets over the night and continued to open and engage in sets of beautiful women. Paradigm Shift: These are beautiful women. (I am talking to hotties and they’re talking to me. This is awesome! From this I move to the if they’re talking to me there’s a good chance I’ll be fucking them later. Nice!)

 

As a group, we bounced from JJs to Spy Bar. There we continued the SARGE. Nothing happened of note. Opened several sets, definitely headed back to work on the barkeep there. She was a 9 and smokin’! One set in particular sticks out in my mind: a middle-aged woman. I asked where she lived and she said Suwon (near where I live). I said that I lived close to her and without missing a beat she offered to give me ride home. WTF? I thanked her, but said I was staying in Seoul with friends.

 

From Spy Bar we moved over to McDonald’s for debrief. Before heading there, I was reflecting to myself in Spy Bar and being critical of myself as well. I began to question what the fuck I was doing. It was my down-swing from JJs to Spy Bar. There was self-doubt and uncertainty but I decided to play it out and work through it.

 

Saturday: Day Game

 

COEX is a beautiful place to SARGE—tons of venues to bounce between. We started in Starbucks with game-prep and goals, with the bookstore as the bounce location. Self-doubt set in once again as I sat there waiting to get started. However, once I got moving I was generally fine. First set I bounced into was a nice two-some. The girl I started is in a band (vocals) that plays at a club in Seoul (fuck if I can remember where). Was doing well in this set until the manager came over and blew us out (must learn Korean so I know what folks like him say and then tell them to fuck off).

 

From there we moved to the bookstore. I had some difficulty opening sets; I didn’t have a strong feeling about my opener until RedpoleQ recommended I switch to a magazine cover opener. (You take two magazines and ask the girls opinion about each: Which one (magazine/cover star) is sexier? Which magazine is better? Which one would you read?) I fell in love with this opener. It’s humorous and offers a good bridge (Why?). After the girl answered about one magazine star being sexier, I held it up next to my face and repeated the question. Some of the best responses ever, I got from that question. I had RedpoleQ at one point behind me feeding me lines to say without the girl even noticing. One set that sticks out was with a beautiful Japanese woman. Used the magazine opener and used the palm read (she was thoroughly distraught when I told her she would have 12 kids). I was in the middle of KINO—hand on the small of her back, moving up and down—when she mentioned that she was a housewife. Then I noticed the ring and the guy hanging out behind her. A little weird at first, but I thought, “Hey, housewives need love too. ABC’s Desperate Housewives taught me that.”

Debriefed and then adjourned until later for more night game action.

 

Saturday: Night Game

 

Opened the evening at Air. Subtlety is the name of the game when getting a girl to move off the dance floor to a place you can lock in. I had tried a few times to pull her from the dance floor, but she just pointed to the floor and said here. I took the opportunity to move her around so that she knew she wasn’t stuck the dance floor. Eventually, RedpoleQ put a finger in my belt loop and slowly pulled me back to the bar—damn, if it didn’t work like a charm. (Stroked underneath her chin and got her to *meow* like a pussy cat—awesome!) She eventually jumped out to look for a friend that someone from our group was talking to. Worked a couple other sets—one girl from NZ and another few K girls. Place was slow so we moved the party to Circle.

 

Circle is a nice place to sarge. When we got there, we saw a number of top-level cars. I want one! (At least long enough to do a girl on top of the hood.) Many quality girls with plenty of opportunities to SARGE and numerous places to lock-in make it a great place to be on a busy night. Opened numerous sets and got into Comfort with several of them, but wasn’t able to close the deal. When I saw monolith at McDonald’s at the debrief with his girl that he bounced, I was just thinking damn bastard! I want that to be me! (nice going monolith)

 

Self-reflection didn’t bug me too much Saturday night. I didn’t get too stuck in my own head. An area to improve is to bounce in/out of the set—in my head—to gauge where the set is and how to move it forward.

 

Sunday: Day Game

 

Today is the day. Time to time bridge and n-close. We started opening sets in the coffee shop at Myeongdong.

 

First Set: Two girls by the window, it was on NOW. Opened and moved to attraction and comfort very quickly. Seeded the bounce and took her out shopping. I was able to move her into isolation as Monolith continued to work on her friend. Time bridged her for the following weekend and n-closed her before returning to the coffee shop. She’s a sweet girl and I am looking forward to the Day2.

 

Second Set: Opened another two-set sitting in the same seats. The girls just graduated from Uni (pharmacology majors). The girl I was talking to wants to work in a hospital—stated she wanted to help people more than make money (instant qualifier!). I mentioned my sister is a post-natal nurse and how much I admire my sister—working on babes that need constant attention and care. She leaned away from me but I kept pulling her a closer little by little. They were heading to her little sister’s birthday so I time-bridged and n-closed before moving on.

 

Opened several more sets in both the local stores and on the street. Renaissance is the Man as Monolith said. He would point us to a set that was walking and then move in front of the set stopping or slowing down to get the girls open to being interrupted.

 

I eyed one girl selling facial materials in front of store and she eyed me right back. The thoughts running through my head: “Why did it take me this long to start doing this?”

 

Sunday Night: Dinner

 

Two sets of J-girls sat at the table next to our group. I opened the first set and then invited RedpoleQ over because he’s from Japan and speaks the language. They were leaving the following morning so we left to go back to the guys. Second J-girl group had problems getting the attention of the servers at the restaurant—as the place was packed. I saw their dilemma and offered my help. I just yelled “Yogi-yo!” (Attention! Service, please!) and pointed the server to their group. I did this once or twice for them and they were very appreciative. At one point the girls had a camera out, so I scooted over to the girl next to me, put my arm around her and told her friend to take another picture.

 

I had to leave after dinner to head back home, but I wanted to continue the good work. I saw a super cute girl on the subway. Great opener, I offered her my seat since she was standing. I started the SARGE, but the logistics killed me. 1) I was standing; she was sitting—greatly hindered KINO possibilities. 2) She told me what her stop was but I forgot to check or pay attention to how close we were to it. She was a nice girl, but I wasn’t able to close well.

 

Summary: Overall, I had an excellent time from this experience. It has opened me up to seeing the world around me and myself in a different light. I don’t have to be another AFC; I can/will be the Alpha male in a situation. It’s extremely empowering to have this freedom over how I view myself and decide on what to change for the better. Like Monolith said, it’s easy to be too critical of oneself when you decide to take action and change something about yourself. It’s not being disingenuous; it’s being true to who you want to be. A philosophy I’m taking to heart is the following: “Fake it ‘til you make it.” The only way to become a new person is to take on the characteristics and practices of the person you want to be. If you want to be an Alpha, you have to start acting like an Alpha. If you don’t feel like it’s you, that’s fine. Do it anyways. It will become more natural the more you do it. This is something that I’m going to continue working on.

 

Thank-you RedpoleQ, BlueMystery, Renaissance, and the others for making the boot camp an experience I will never forget. I can't wait to see you guys again--and soon! I definitely recommend this for any guy interested in an introduction to and an improvement of his game. Cheers.

 

Cocky Johnson

[RedpoleQ]

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