However, as I stumbled through Joann Fabrics I started to notice that not only was I the ONLY man in the place, but about half the women were young and good looking. Some, drop dead gorgeous. While I appreciated the scenery, I was on a mission and wanted to get back home before rush hour started. And so, for one of the rare times in my life, I decided to ask for help. And shucks howdy, as luck would have it, the first girl that physically came within a reasonable distance to politely ask for help was a 9.6 20 something babe with a wedding ring the size of a Buick.
"Excuse me," I said, "but can you help me?"
She said with a smile on her face AND WITHOUT HESITATION, "Sure!"
"I'm looking for some velcro that can adhere to both fabric and cloth, but don't know what kind of adhesive to get. Glue? Sticky back? Should I just sew it?"
"Well what are you making?" she asked.
I said, "I'm making a costume for a video I'm putting together."
"Really!? What kind of video?" she inquired.
And it is here that I must interrupt the story and point out a sad fact.
I wasn't there to hit on women, I was there on a mission. AND I had only a finite time to accomplish my mission before the suburbanite idiotic driving masses clogged the streets.
Could I have continued to converse with this pretty lady?
Could I have laid on the charm?
But I wasn't there for that, and thus, when she asked, "What kind of video?" I must sadly admit I aborted the mission I was NOT on and said, "Oh, it's very boring. It's about economics, you wouldn't like it. So would you recommend one adhesive over another?"
She recommended a fabric glue and so I was on my way to the cloth counter.
At the cloth counter I realized that Joann Fabrics is indeed a store for women. It's clientele is women. It's staff is women. And I'd gather the majority of its shareholders are women. Consequently, this meant standing in a long and unnecessary line as women would take numbers, line up, and when it was their turn to get their cloth cut, they would gab with the seamstress about the world's most inconsequential shit.
"Oh that is a NICE pattern! What are you using it for?"
"Oh, my son likes trucks, it's for his bedroom."
"You know there are more truck patterns in aisle 7."
"I didn't know that. Is there any flanel?"
"Oh my yes!"
I sat there for at least 30 minutes while the staff managed only to serve THREE PEOPLE in that time, thus further advocating my call for bachelor lanes.
Regardless, during that 30 minutes I was able to study the environment a little more. Yes, the women were definitely very attractive, but they were also alone. Very few came there with somebody else, if it there was somebody else it was usually a child. Obesity was not an issue. There was the occasional fat woman, but it reminded me of the 1980's where the vast MINORITY of people were over weight. ie- women there seemed to be the traditional types. And the only other man in the place was staff, and matter of fact, I think most women noticed that too. They were all looking at me as I caught them stealing glances. I mayhaps would have had more sociological observations, but my number was called and in a mere fraction of the time it took my predecessors, I had my cloth cut and was off to the check out lane.
Now while the above may sound like a cute little anecdote about a man stumbling about in a woman's world, what it really is, is a huge advance in the study of "day game." For there are elements and lessons within that can be of benefit to all men.
First, if you don't know what "day game" is, it's simply approaching women during the day time and not at night. The reasons for doing so are many. Night clubs have largely deteriorated to attention-fests for women where they score as many free drinks and covers from the naive, 20 something male populace. They have no intention of meeting a guy and are there simply to extract resources and boost their egos. Social media has further relegated night game to obsolescence as more and more people flirt and score over facebook or Match.com. Women are also more approachable during the day time as they usually are alone, without the herd there to run interference/cockblock. And they also do not have the mentality and confidence/arrogance at the book store that they would at the night club. It is because of this many men recommend replacing night game with day game (and also why I predict night clubs will go the way of the dinosaur). Regardless, as you age and gain wisdom, you'll probably want to deploy day game instead of dropping $50 a night to maybe, potentially, hopefully, sort of get a number.
Second, just like night clubs or "night game" there are also different strategies for "day game." While there is no "official list" and playing it by ear seems to be as far as the study has advanced, Roosh V's book "Day Bang" extrapolates some strategics based on the basic and pioneering principles of day game. A lot of these strategies exploit the obvious advantages of approaching during the day:
- The girl is usually alone at the coffee store.
- You can engage in conversation better, and thus display your charm, because there isn't loud music blaring as there is at the bar.
- The girl doesn't have her "bitch shield" up while at the library, matter of fact, she's completely off guard
- You feign "ignorance" and ask the girl to help you with a task to open her up to conversation
- You feign "helplessness" to assuage the girl of any concerns that you're a masher, and perhaps beget pity
So riddle me this, riddle me that, Batman, how is the fabric store not the IDEAL set up for day game. How is it not "day game heaven?"
While Roosh recommends pretty much any place to exercise day game (coffee store, grocery store, library, gas station), the fabric store I contend is the OPTIMAL place to deploy day game because it not only has all of the qualities above, but has three additional and distinct advantages.
One, the ratio of men to women. You go to the library, the coffee shop, etc., you will have roughly a 1:1 ratio of men to women. You go to the fabric store, you are VERY LIKELY to be the only guy there. You have NO competition whatsover. You will have a ratio of 40:1, 50:1 if you include staff. You will stand out and immediately have high comparative value (for example, I was on my motorcycle today, and thus looked completely bad ass. The one other guy was staff with a mandatory polo shirt and khakis).
Two, you don't have to "feign" anything. A brilliant tactic Roosh recommends is asking girls where the closest pet store is. It is ambiguous, can tangent into the discussion of pets (which is "cute" and safe), and shows you are "hopeless" and need help. But you have to fake it. However, when you are in a fabric store, you don't have to fake helplessness and hopelessness, you REALLY ARE helpless and hopeless. You will be COMPLETELY clueless as to what you're doing in such an environment and thus your pitifulness will be sincere. Women will take pity on you. And when you ask for help, you're not doing so to hit on the girl, you're doing so because you REALLY NEED HELP. Thus, you should at minimum have a certain amount of performance anxiety reduced because you aren't performing. Your a being genuine.
Three, whatever craft project you're working on (make one up) becomes a NATURAL and IMMEDIATE topic of discussion. The women there were all genuinely curious about each other's projects and it was completely normal to inquire and ask.
Got yourself a nephew? Make him a "truck blanket."
Got yourself a niece? Make her some "Barbie Pajamas."
Don't got either? Lie and make it up, so when you approach the cutesie near the "flannel" department you can ask, "I'm sorry, but I'm trying to sew some pajamas for my new born niece. Do you recommend wool, flannel or some other material? I'm afraid I don't remember as I was an infant last time this decision came up, not to mention don't know what little girls like today."
The crafts and in's are not only natural, but limitless.