Your failed attempts to hit on someone.

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(This has probably been done before, but I couldn't find anything with the search function.)

Scene: last night at a party. Me, piss-drunk, talking to a cute girl.

Me: I think I know you from somewhere.

Her: Could be.

Me: Now I remember! When I was DJing at that one party, you requested me for some crappy music.

Her: Yeah, I remember now. I asked you to play some rock tunes and you said you didn't have any rock records.

Me: Well, I don't. I hate rock music!

Her: ...

Me: Er, I like your hairdo...

― Tuomas (Tuomas), Sunday, 8 May 2005 16:50 (twenty-one years ago)

Once a week for the past month I have asked this girl to go to see a film with me. No overtones or undertones or anything, just as something to do. She has said no each time, alternating excuses between "I am too tired tonight" [for an 8pm film – argh!] or "I have to clean my house" [double argh!].

Why do I keep asking her?

― you better believe it (you better believe it), Sunday, 8 May 2005 17:17 (twenty-one years ago)

Me: Attractive members of the opposite sex, I am excited in your company. I would like to spend time with at least one of you.

AMotOS: ...

Me: Members of the opposite sex, I am excited in the company of your more attractive representatives, but you'll do, I suppose. I would like to spend time with at least one of you.

MotOS: ...

― the continental, Sunday, 8 May 2005 17:20 (twenty-one years ago)

i have a terrible, fuzzy memory so i very honestly do the "do i know you from somewhere..."/"you look just like..." thing all the time and people think i'm hitting on them when i'm not!!! one such instance was an extremely awkward faux pas, which i recovered from a few months later, and ended up dating the girl who "looked just like..." for a while.

― Amateur(ist) (Amateur(ist)), Sunday, 8 May 2005 17:28 (twenty-one years ago)

I go to this dentist's office in Studio City and there is an extremely friendly and attractive girl who works behind the counter. One time we were talking about music and I invited her to a party I was DJing. She said, "Oh I don't think I can make it then, but thank you."

It was only after I left that I realized I hadn't actually told her when the party was.

― Gear! (can Jung shill it, Mu?) (Gear!), Sunday, 8 May 2005 17:31 (twenty-one years ago)

i think you've told that story before, gear, but i love it. i think that's happened to me too. "i'll be busy that...uh...year."

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tuomas your story reminds me of an akward i witnessed (but did not take part in) at school some years back:

GUY (clearly sort of "interested"): hey, so i've been getting into that electronic minimalism you were telling me about last semester.

GIRL (who recently returned from a semester in spain, and was previously a big experimental electronic music fan) (curtly): i don't listen to electronic music anymore.

GUY: er... not at all?

GIRL: no, i don't believe in it anymore (looks away).

GUY: ...

― Amateur(ist) (Amateur(ist)), Sunday, 8 May 2005 17:34 (twenty-one years ago)

i meant to write "awkward encounter"

― Amateur(ist) (Amateur(ist)), Sunday, 8 May 2005 17:34 (twenty-one years ago)

Your most spectacular failed pulling attempts, talk about them here

This is my favourite thread I've ever started.

― Matt DC (Matt DC), Sunday, 8 May 2005 17:46 (twenty-one years ago)

SPRND

― Spencer Chow (spencermfi), Sunday, 8 May 2005 18:20 (twenty-one years ago)

Not quite an attempt at hitting on someone, but I was at a formal dance last night and I asked a friend to dance at one point (you needed a partner to participate). He got this expression like he was sucking on a lemon and didn't say anything. I said "well you don't HAVE to." Long hesitation. "I know...well...if there's an odd number of people when they start..." "Okay. I'll find somebody else."

― Maria (Maria), Sunday, 8 May 2005 18:26 (twenty-one years ago)

Are you sure he wasn't just shy about dancing in general?

― Spencer Chow (spencermfi), Sunday, 8 May 2005 18:31 (twenty-one years ago)

Haha, I love the idea of someone "not believing" in electronic music anymore. What does that even mean?

― Tuomas (Tuomas), Sunday, 8 May 2005 18:32 (twenty-one years ago)

Jeez, it'd be easier to recall my successful attempts -- which would probably be times that I didn't even try.

― Ian Riese-Moraine does not need to compromise his principles! (Eastern Mantra), Sunday, 8 May 2005 18:35 (twenty-one years ago)

The first night I met my now grlfriend I very much failed to pull her (but persistence came through weeks later). On the night I first met her, I was wasted in a pub that has massive plasma tv's all over the place, but doesn't switch them off on, say, busy friday nights even when the DJ's playing. I stagger over to where she was sitting on her own and we chat a little bit.
B3cc4: "I wish they wouldn't leave those big tv's on, everyone just stares at them all night even when it's sailing or some crap."
Me: (like I'm in a porno or something) "Maybe I can distract you..."
*Lean in for kiss only to be totally rejected*

Nothing worse than waking up to that kind of fuzzy memory. I'd rather have been so drunk I didn't remember.

― Craig Gilchrist (Craig Gilchrist), Sunday, 8 May 2005 18:44 (twenty-one years ago)

Me: (like I'm in a porno or something) "Maybe I can distract you..."

Oh that is the WORST.

...all I know from last night is that I drank Long Islands with a bunch of Brazilians (WTF?) and tried unsuccessfully to grind on some chicks on the dance floor. Then, while trying to get on the bus, I ended up having to deal with cops for the second time in as many months. At least this time I didn't get arrested/a concussion.

― giboyeux (skowly), Sunday, 8 May 2005 18:49 (twenty-one years ago)

Spencer, I think that was definitely part of it, as I only saw him dancing at one point in the evening. Ironically enough, that was during the same dance - it turned out that there was an odd number of people without him, so he was ordered in.

― Maria (Maria), Sunday, 8 May 2005 18:51 (twenty-one years ago)

I attempted to pick up a gay man last night, I think. It was certainly a spectacular failure. Especially when his butchy boyfriend ran off to find me a man. I wasn't even initially trying to hit on the guy. He started it by complimenting me on my hair. grrr.

― mouse (mouse), Sunday, 8 May 2005 19:03 (twenty-one years ago)

http://msn.match.com/msn/article.aspx?articleid=3965&TrackingID=516311&BannerID=544659>1=6442

― pepe le peu, Sunday, 8 May 2005 20:18 (twenty-one years ago)

That's classic. Reminds me of how my mother's ex told me about how he was with a friend and the friend spotted a woman and jokingly used the "Nice shoes. Wanna fuck?" line. She said, "Oh, I know that from the Internet!" and it got them talking and they exchanged numbers. The friend left and my mother's ex said to the woman, "You do realise that pick-up line worked on you?" She laughed and blushed heavily and exclaimed, "Oh my God! It did!"

― That's not cocaine! It's Ian Riese-Moraine! (Eastern Mantra), Sunday, 8 May 2005 20:42 (twenty-one years ago)

i worked building sets at a fashion show once when i was in high school, and really kind of hit it off with this really cute, smart girl who was modeling, but was all cynical about the whole thing and hung out with me all afternoon as i was painting these giant silver cones. after her runway walk, i tried to be all cool and jaded and said, "so how was your big moment?" but it came out all wrong, like really dismissive of her... as i said this i self-consciously tried to non-chalantly lean back on a ladder, which tipped over, toppling into a stack of folding chairs - metal clanging collapsing noises in the middle of this chi chi fashion show - really loud, really embarassing. she smiled calmly, and said, "not as good as yours." never saw her again, natch.

― Fritz Wollner (Fritz), Monday, 9 May 2005 14:36 (twenty-one years ago)

After a few too many drinks at the bar, during which time I couldn't get up the nerve talk to a single girl, I finally got frustrated, left my friends and headed out for home a little shitfaced. More shitfaced than I realized in fact, about halfway blacked out. My memories of getting home are dim, but they include standing on a subway platform waiting for a train. At some point I just walked up to this young woman on the subway platform near me and started talking (completely out of character for me), I forget about what, something like "when do you think the train is coming" etc. The woman remained silent through my drunken rambling and after a few seconds my eyes swam into focus and I saw this look of extreme fear on her face. She was very scared of me. I hightailed it outta the subway and hailed a cab, afraid the whole way that she was gonna call a cop.

― Bnad, Monday, 9 May 2005 15:16 (twenty-one years ago)

PART II

I met the girl mentioned in my first post last night at another party, and we had a discussion about gay porn and whether it excites women or not (yup, I was quite drunk again). But then I left the room for some time, and when I came back she had already gone home. Her friend, whom I know, was still there though, so I asked her fot the girl's phone number. Today I text messaged the girl (yes, I'm a coward) about whether she'd want to continue our discussion on gay porn. She said no, she wasn't particularly interested with the subject.

Oh well, at least I tried. Normally I wouldn't even have the guts to try to contact someone after only two or three brief, drunken encounters.

― Tuomas (Tuomas), Tuesday, 10 May 2005 19:24 (twenty-one years ago)

five years pass...

I was at a drag party where everyone had dressed up as a gender she normally didn't associate herself with. We got quite drunk, and continued the night at a local dance club. In there I spotted a cute hippie girl and started to chat with her. However, I was so drunk I forgot I was in drag. Later on I went to pee, saw myself in the mirror, and realized this was probably not the most successful night for heterosexual escapades.

On the other hand, while we were sitting at a table, one guy first tried to hit on a male friend of mine dressed up as a woman, and when that didn't work out, he tried the same on a female friend dressed up as a man (with beard and everything) who was sitting right next to the first person. Can't blame him for not trying.

― Tuomas, Friday, 23 July 2010 10:53 (fifteen years ago)

Today I text messaged the girl (yes, I'm a coward) about whether she'd want to continue our discussion on gay porn. She said no, she wasn't particularly interested with the subject.

tuomas i love you man.

― "It's far from 'lol' you were reared, boy" (darraghmac), Friday, 23 July 2010 10:58 (fifteen years ago)

but i will not discuss gay porn with you

― "It's far from 'lol' you were reared, boy" (darraghmac), Friday, 23 July 2010 11:06 (fifteen years ago)

probably just stopped believing in gay porn

― Jarlrmai, Friday, 23 July 2010 11:14 (fifteen years ago)

Oh man Tuomas that gay porn story is like a Rosetta Stone of how not to pull.

― Matt DC, Friday, 23 July 2010 11:19 (fifteen years ago)

^ while i agree with that, i strongly doubt there's a person on this board gets lovin in the quantity of dr t and the women

― "It's far from 'lol' you were reared, boy" (darraghmac), Friday, 23 July 2010 11:23 (fifteen years ago)

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