Oh man... I am so going to regret this... but I'll be brave. In yesterday's blog - HERE - I offered you my best pick-up line ever. Not much is different between that attempt and this one except that for this example I have a wing-man and I'm toasty, but perhaps not drunk. I mean... I wish I had that as an excuse.
This blog is dedicated to Luke, Mike and Matthew - but especially to Luke who seems to believe I have some magical powers over women.
I am a Canadian of Indian descent (dot not the feather) not that that is important to any woman I've ever tried to pick-up. I've been in Japan for 30 months now, and while I don't consider myself one, others do consider me to be a 'player'.
This occurs sometime in 1993 and I was somewhere in Japan as an assistant English teacher on the JET (Japan Exchange & Teaching) Programme.
If I'm less than clear in the facts, I do know I was drinking. I'm pretty sure I was at some sort of JET teacher's conference... probably a mid-year conference of some sort.
My good friend Colin McKay was with me. He's from Calgary, Canada. I'm from Toronto. I'm 28... and even though I was a virgins some 30 months before I came to Japan, I should still know better, as I have slept with over 20 women since then while not cheating on my girlfriend of 17 months.
Anyhow... for some reason, Colin and I are visiting the hotel room of two women we met down at some party - whose names are thankfully lost to the ages.
Our attempts at getting laid don't appear to be going very well.
Somehow the tall lanky brunette I like chirps up that she is Jewish.
Not knowing any better, and yet still providing the truth, I brag: "Hey! My grandmother's a Jew!"
Nothing but silence for six seconds, until Colin screws his face up at me and asks: "Is that the best you've got?"
I say: (shaking my head slowly) "It appears so."
Says Colin: "Then we should leave now."
I nod weakly in acquiescence and say goodnight to the two women as I close the hotel room door behind me.
I could hear the two women howl in laughter as I left.
Needless to say Colin gave me the gears on that one and took great delight in telling every one of my very lame attempt at picking up a woman.The worst part was that I wanted the other woman.
I resolved to not be a player ever again.
Somewhere still shaking my head,
Andrew Joseph
This blog is dedicated to Luke, Mike and Matthew - but especially to Luke who seems to believe I have some magical powers over women.
I am a Canadian of Indian descent (dot not the feather) not that that is important to any woman I've ever tried to pick-up. I've been in Japan for 30 months now, and while I don't consider myself one, others do consider me to be a 'player'.
This occurs sometime in 1993 and I was somewhere in Japan as an assistant English teacher on the JET (Japan Exchange & Teaching) Programme.
If I'm less than clear in the facts, I do know I was drinking. I'm pretty sure I was at some sort of JET teacher's conference... probably a mid-year conference of some sort.
My good friend Colin McKay was with me. He's from Calgary, Canada. I'm from Toronto. I'm 28... and even though I was a virgins some 30 months before I came to Japan, I should still know better, as I have slept with over 20 women since then while not cheating on my girlfriend of 17 months.
Anyhow... for some reason, Colin and I are visiting the hotel room of two women we met down at some party - whose names are thankfully lost to the ages.
Our attempts at getting laid don't appear to be going very well.
Somehow the tall lanky brunette I like chirps up that she is Jewish.
Not knowing any better, and yet still providing the truth, I brag: "Hey! My grandmother's a Jew!"
Nothing but silence for six seconds, until Colin screws his face up at me and asks: "Is that the best you've got?"
I say: (shaking my head slowly) "It appears so."
Says Colin: "Then we should leave now."
I nod weakly in acquiescence and say goodnight to the two women as I close the hotel room door behind me.
I could hear the two women howl in laughter as I left.
Needless to say Colin gave me the gears on that one and took great delight in telling every one of my very lame attempt at picking up a woman.The worst part was that I wanted the other woman.
I resolved to not be a player ever again.
Somewhere still shaking my head,
Andrew Joseph
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