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Week Three Pickup Update: Vegas, Mystery, Complacency

Well, now. It's been three weeks since I started this pickup rampage, and although I still have a long way to go before I get to where I want to be, I've made a huge amount of progress.

Unfortunately, finding a tactful way to report this progress is difficult. People have made comments insinuating that my approach (having quantifiable goals every day) reduces girls to numbers rather than people. In the beginning, that's essentially true. If I approach ten girls and each interaction lasts less than a minute, they aren't much more than numbers to me.

On the other hand, once I actually spend time with a girl, I start to like her as a person and consider her a small part of my life. Even if we're only together for a short time, I get a little protective and feel like I owe her respect. So, for that reason, I basically won't blog about anything that goes on with a girl beyond getting her number. That extends to aggregating events that happen after I meet a girl, because I'd feel awful if a girl read something here and thought that she was just lumped into a  category. I'm not the type of guy who tries to rack up notches on the belt-- I only spend time with girls if I genuinely like them, and I'd hate for a girl to think otherwise.

You never know who is going to rise in the world...

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Question on "The Persistent and Timely Will Inherit the Earth" -

Which is the best methods for dealing with people that correspondences aren't as much interesting as many with other people, and that you don't feel there is a fit, but they are really nice and want to connect with you ?

One thing I've learned is that you never know who is going to rise in the world.

Just writing to a random stranger on the internet shows a decent amount of tenacity on someone's part. Most people won't do it. So you're already filtered down to people who will put themselves out there a little bit and take a bit of action.

I know a guy who applied to work for me in a job when he was still in high school some years ago. I couldn't say yes to that - didn't want to deal with labor law, signing a contract with a minor (including IP assignment, work for hire... I don't know, seemed like it would have been a nightmare) - but he seemed like a good guy, so I took him out to lunch at a little Greek restaurant near my office and just asked what's going on his life.

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