Post: #1

All good things must come to an end. After 15 cities and 12 countries in 3 months, my euro romp came to a close. To re-fund this nomadic life, I found myself accepting a short term work contract in my most hated US city...San Francisco.

Restless on a Wednesday in my $444 per night company expensed hotel room, I decided to try my luck downtown, at the hipster ridden Mission bar scene.

Hollered at a few flannel shirt wearing, nose ring wielding cuties. No dice. Either my swag was off, or they were feminicunts. I knew it couldn't be the first, because this was on my 6th day in a row with no lay. Switched gears to "is-there-a-good-sushi-place" street game opener;

Girl 1: "sorry, I'm vegan!".
Girl 2: "actually I'm waiting for my bf"
Girl 3: *death stare*

The mission isn't my target demo. I already knew that. But I remembered the elbo room has live bands. And I enjoy this. So I paid $10 cover to the bearded hoodie standing guard, and walked up the stairs of mystery.

En route, a scantily clad fatty brushed past me. Then a cougar in a corset checked me out up & down. Polka dot dresses in the corner...

Turns out I walked into burlesque night.

Now after seeing the show itself, my original title for this thread was going to be;

"Burlesque - When "Being a Stripper Just Ain't in the Cards, Honey" "

But before I could properly ponder this potential ROK debut... love walked into the room. Or rather, onto the stage.

Hottest girl in the show. Maybe the most naturally gifted I'd seen all week. Tall, blonde, germanic bombshell. All legs & tits. And at 25, way too young to be doing this.

I proceeded to suffer through hours of cringe worthy middle aged strip tease. Just to get a shot at gaming her afterwards.

But back to the torment. The show just never seemed to end. Like a midevil tourture rack. The victim was granted reprive only from passing out. Then "revived" by my defiled senses, via a fresh batch of hideous miscreations. Each inflicting her own personal brand of sadistic eye rape.

Are these women delusional? Nudists? It's certainly not a sexual thing. Although it was disguised as one.

No, contemporary burlesque is something more insideous. If attention whoring is a good looking womans game, then the validation fest that is burlesque represents a niche' channel for older, fatter, more exhibitionist matrons to say to each other that yes, you too are beautiful. All ages, shapes & sizes are sexy here. I have no problem with it. I say, let them eat cake.

I also say what's up to a cute brunette watching the show across from me. Her 3 skrillex haired friends quickly command her attention away. I go to the bar, to enjoy my suffering in solitude.

Aside from bombshell, there were 2 or 3 others I would describe as almost bangable with a stolen dick. The rest of the nights motley crew ranged from hideos, to at-least-shes-not-disfigured levels of quality.

No man would pay to see these women get naked in a proper strip club. Yet at "burlesque", flocks of supportive womyn and manginas whistled & cheered for these sunken wrecks of showgirl. They cheered in the name of equality. Cheers made of plastic gold participation trophies.

About when my psyche could take no more, blonde bombshell appears, amongst the commoners. Wearing a black garter, pasties, clear sky high heels, and a clownful of makeup on a near flawless face. She looks lost and pouty. Looking for something.

I roll up, calling her by her stage name. She smiles, and asks if I would help her with her accessories. I was too blinded to recognize her instinctual frame setting. Went into problem solving man mode by autopilot, and began fixing. Hot girls don't learn game. What's the point when everything difficult is done for them magically.

Recognizing a need for frame reset, I got basic rapport out of the way, then gave her a couple backhanded compliments;

Me: "You were super sexy up there... are you new to dancing?"

Blonde: "Thanks. ive actuly been dancing since i was 5, why ?"

Me: "It was really hot. Just didnt look entirely comfortable..."

Blonde: *hamster spin*

I come to learn she recently finished grad school, earned too much money, and just started burlesque as a way to meet likeminded women. Eventually we connect over German travel. I have to wake up early to deliver a corporate presentation, and she has to dance again. I take her number, txt her my first & last name (no wink) and bounce. I wasn't expecting it to go anywhere.

The next morning, I wake up to a late night txt from her. Thanking me for seeing her show, with a smiley face no less. Sadly, the next day is always another universe as far as attraction goes. I hit her back later that afternoon. 2 words, "drink tonight?". No reply.

Later that night, restless in my hotel room, with no prospects and 7 days without orgasm, I contemplate jerking off. I've been porn clean a little over 1 year now. Maybe i've earned it to see if I can indulge without addiction?

Then a txt from blonde. She's asked what I'm up to.

I txt her to meet me at the Press Club lounge in SOMA. Bit of a high roller play, but a dope fresh spot.

Her: "ugh. I'm already halfway home. Im so cold. My apt Its soooo clooose. Sorry"

This txt should have been nail in the coffin for the night, but my reply turned out master stroke;

"Your apt can work, but only of you're serving warm tea"

Bit of a hail mary, but I figured it gave her plausible deniability, warm vibes, and a total re-frame. 15 minutes passed. Then;

Her: "Haha. Ok, but I have to clean up first"

I now had this chicks home address after 3 txts and a 5 minute in person conversation.

Trolley ride up there. Rice-a-Roni style. Then out of nowhere, she txts me "sorry, but I'm about to fall asleep".

I've lost late night bangs this way before, in the final minutes. I txt her to come outside, suggesting I'm already there, but it's just a tactic to ensure she doesn't go to sleep as I trek cross town.

I finally arrive, and she's freezing in a tank top and shorts outside. I can see her frozen little nipples on their DD platforms, poking through her pink shirt. Thin girl, with curves in the right places. I feel even more attracted now than when she had the whole burlesque getup on. No tantrum for waiting either.

Inside she serves tea in the kitchen, but she's a little nervous. I begin mission make her laugh. Her nerves eventually settle. I suggest a body massage, as payment for making her wait outside in the cold. She thinks that's a great idea.

Massage + neck kiss = white cotton panties down around her ankles. No resistance. I slide in with ease, and bang her proper for the rest of the night. Despite dancing on stage half naked, she is hardly experienced with sex, and takes great pleasure in being taught nasty new things. True or not, the sentiment turns me on immensely. I crash at her place.

Next morning we hop the Russian Hill bus heading downtown, and am surprised to find myself surrounded by super hot girls. All have long beautiful hair in their 20's. I have officially discovered this is where the true 9's & 10's hide out in this city.

3 days later, I'm *still* staying with this chick. Writing this post from her pink apt. My work contract is remote from laptop, and I have no permanent address. Free agency allows for such spontaneous arrangements.

As Roosh says, "this is freedom". Maybe we'll see some redwood trees later, or go wine tasting this weekend. Or maybe we'll get sick of each other, and I'll fly to Miami for the winter. We hardly know each other yet. But it's unlikely an ultra progressive, hot girl like this girl is gonna ever cook, or give me a foot massage. At least not like my Eastern European girls did.

So my future in San Francisco is uncertain. For now, I'm enjoying the novelty of the situation.

The main point I hope to impart in closing, is that I decided to make the most of my own personal worst city. It took every effort to leave my comfort zone, and pound pavement. Especially knowing the lack of sweet, sour taste womyn Man Francisco presents me with. But for now, I'm enjoying the treat

Post: #2

^ great work! The bangable girl ratio is low so take it and keep finding new!

Post: #3

Straight pimping, Courage Reborn... Great description on how you reframed the situation, that shit happens to me all the time so it's good to get some insight from others dealing with it.

Post: #4

(12-13-2013 06:52 PM)WestCoast Wrote:  ^ great work! The bangable girl ratio is low so take it and keep finding new!

Thanks. Many look bangable enough. It's just the attitude where they go wrong. Women up here are shockingly hardened.

Definitely the most hardened personality women in the US. Especially for nerds, or soft skinned beginners. DC is similar. New York probably a distant 3rd.


And I just discovered I can make a signature. Nice.

Post: #5

It's the fucking homeless dudes and pimps doing crass bullshit ruining it for everyone. Facebook posts giving play by plays of actual events and crap make it actually real, not imaginary 'street harassment' that some short haired girls like to whine about.

Post: #6

Man, great story. Lots of memories of my time living in SF passed through my mind when reading your post. Hilarious that you wound up at Elbo Room. That's the only spot I would hit up in the Mission only because they had Forro Brazilian parties upstairs like once a month. SF is a place you really need to give some time. You can randomly fall into some of the most bizarre yet intriguing circles. I hung out with so many characters out there, from international fashion designers to finance guys to models from Russia and Medellin...I can't even explain how I'd fall into all those scenes. Shit would just happen at the strangest moments.

I just checked one of my e-mails from this club out there I'm on the listserv for. If you're not doing shit tonight hit up Vessel in Union Square. DJ Sunnery James is performing. There will be sick talent there for sure. You won't even believe you're in SF.

Tomorrow night, hit up Redwood Room around midnight or so. It has a rep for hookers but there are definitely regular chicks there from all over, out of town, etc. Great place to pull. Stick with Union Square, Polk St, the Marina, and Soma as your go-to scenes. Hipsters don't roam those spots.

How long are you in town for? I'll be stopping through in a few weeks.

Post: #7

(12-13-2013 06:31 PM)Courage Reborn Wrote:  So my future in San Francisco is uncertain. For now, I'm enjoying the novelty of the situation.

The main point I hope to impart in closing, is that I decided to make the most of my own personal worst city. It took every effort to leave my comfort zone, and pound pavement. Especially knowing the lack of sweet, sour taste womyn Man Francisco presents me with. But for now, I'm enjoying the treat

This kind of deserved success is genuinely hate-worthy. Impressive.

Post: #8

The attitudes of women here (and the endemic flakiness) is at a nuclear level in SF. Comparable to Toronto. Really SF basically is the US version of Toronto (refer to my earlier thread on the subject). The chicks here have the attention span of gnat, the mouth of a drunken sailer, tats/piercings of a hardcore jailbird/criminal, and all the "femininity" of a fat feminist cupcake blogger.

Dare not try approach a 7.5 or above, 9/10 prepare to get your time wasted if not immediately blown out/ignored for the most trivial of reasons. Good looking? Doesn't matter (unless your white and look like a model) you're invisible. Money? Fuck you, now give it to me. Muscles? They hate you too, get in line. This is a city that literally hates everything.

What is the root cause of a city with virtually zero competition (from the many betas here) but the bitchiest, ball bustingest, flakiest, sloppy, vulgar women you can imagine? Somebody throw me a lifeline here. It's an unsolved mystery to me.

Post: #9

Great story. With a little bit of hustle + a sprinke of luck, its possible to find quality even in the worst feminist cities.

I like the Asian girls in SF. Smokingly hot.

Post: #10

(12-14-2013 01:37 AM)OkStudies Wrote:  What is the root cause of a city with virtually zero competition (from the many betas here) but the bitchiest, ball bustingest, flakiest, sloppy, vulgar women you can imagine? Somebody throw me a lifeline here. It's an unsolved mystery to me.

you may be over 30? youth worship is strong here. oh, and you should have money, even at 25.

Post: #11

(12-14-2013 01:37 AM)OkStudies Wrote:  The attitudes of women here (and the endemic flakiness) is at a nuclear level in SF. Comparable to Toronto. Really SF basically is the US version of Toronto (refer to my earlier thread on the subject). The chicks here have the attention span of gnat, the mouth of a drunken sailer, tats/piercings of a hardcore jailbird/criminal, and all the "femininity" of a fat feminist cupcake blogger.

Dare not try approach a 7.5 or above, 9/10 prepare to get your time wasted if not immediately blown out/ignored for the most trivial of reasons. Good looking? Doesn't matter (unless your white and look like a model) you're invisible. Money? Fuck you, now give it to me. Muscles? They hate you too, get in line. This is a city that literally hates everything.

What is the root cause of a city with virtually zero competition (from the many betas here) but the bitchiest, ball bustingest, flakiest, sloppy, vulgar women you can imagine? Somebody throw me a lifeline here. It's an unsolved mystery to me.

Where are you approaching women and under what circumstances? How many sets / week? How is your social circle?

I'm usually the first one to complain about SF, but come on man it's not that bad.

I have a decent girl coming over in 10 minutes that I'm gonna bareback, and basically degrade the fuck out of.

I'm definitely interested to hear what's going on with you, PM me if you want.

Hint #1: if you're invisible to women here then experiment until you do something to make yourself visible.

Post: #12

(12-14-2013 02:56 AM)iknowexactly Wrote:  

(12-14-2013 01:37 AM)OkStudies Wrote:  What is the root cause of a city with virtually zero competition (from the many betas here) but the bitchiest, ball bustingest, flakiest, sloppy, vulgar women you can imagine? Somebody throw me a lifeline here. It's an unsolved mystery to me.

you may be over 30? youth worship is strong here. oh, and you should have money, even at 25.

I'm in my very late 30s, yet 2011 and 2013 were two of the best years of my life here re banging girls. I'll admit it's substantially harder for me now than it would've been when I was 30, but that would be true in almost any major US city. Also, I work harder at it for that reason.

Post: #13

I'm stuck in SF on a work project as well. I used to bang a girl in the Burlesque troop that performed at the Elbow Room on Wednesday (not the blonde one, mine was dark haired). I can attest to everything the OP described about the Elbow Room, SF and the girls of SF.

Get me out of this city.

Post: #14

(12-14-2013 02:56 AM)iknowexactly Wrote:  

(12-14-2013 01:37 AM)OkStudies Wrote:  What is the root cause of a city with virtually zero competition (from the many betas here) but the bitchiest, ball bustingest, flakiest, sloppy, vulgar women you can imagine? Somebody throw me a lifeline here. It's an unsolved mystery to me.

you may be over 30? youth worship is strong here. oh, and you should have money, even at 25.

I'm 27. And if I had money I wouldn't be here! Catch-22 really. At a minimum I'd be in LA or NY. I need quality AND quantity. No more of this stuck up 6.5 bullshit.

Post: #15

(12-14-2013 03:23 AM)OkStudies Wrote:  

(12-14-2013 02:56 AM)iknowexactly Wrote:  

(12-14-2013 01:37 AM)OkStudies Wrote:  What is the root cause of a city with virtually zero competition (from the many betas here) but the bitchiest, ball bustingest, flakiest, sloppy, vulgar women you can imagine? Somebody throw me a lifeline here. It's an unsolved mystery to me.

you may be over 30? youth worship is strong here. oh, and you should have money, even at 25.

I'm 27. And if I had money I wouldn't be here! Catch-22 really. At a minimum I'd be in LA or NY. I need quality AND quantity. No more of this stuck up 6.5 bullshit.

height /age/ looks /baller status of OP would be helpful handicapping ourselves. "game conquers all" is a little idealistic-- although his tips on handling her inflation and especially the the "come outside trick" are brilliant game.

look at famous gamers

mystery-- 6'5" plus genius
roosh -- 6'3" and killer work ethic and wisdom
style-- NYT best-selling author
Tyler-- Genius and freakish energy for thousands upon thousands of sets

all of them under 30-35 when making a name

All have an extraordinary quality or two.

Post: #16

(12-14-2013 02:56 AM)Sugar Wrote:  

(12-14-2013 01:37 AM)OkStudies Wrote:  The attitudes of women here (and the endemic flakiness) is at a nuclear level in SF. Comparable to Toronto. Really SF basically is the US version of Toronto (refer to my earlier thread on the subject). The chicks here have the attention span of gnat, the mouth of a drunken sailer, tats/piercings of a hardcore jailbird/criminal, and all the "femininity" of a fat feminist cupcake blogger.

Dare not try approach a 7.5 or above, 9/10 prepare to get your time wasted if not immediately blown out/ignored for the most trivial of reasons. Good looking? Doesn't matter (unless your white and look like a model) you're invisible. Money? Fuck you, now give it to me. Muscles? They hate you too, get in line. This is a city that literally hates everything.

What is the root cause of a city with virtually zero competition (from the many betas here) but the bitchiest, ball bustingest, flakiest, sloppy, vulgar women you can imagine? Somebody throw me a lifeline here. It's an unsolved mystery to me.

Where are you approaching women and under what circumstances? How many sets / week? How is your social circle?

I'm usually the first one to complain about SF, but come on man it's not that bad.

I have a decent girl coming over in 10 minutes that I'm gonna bareback, and basically degrade the fuck out of.

I'm definitely interested to hear what's going on with you, PM me if you want.

Hint #1: if you're invisible to women here then experiment until you do something to make yourself visible.

I mostly do night game and some day game at westfield mall/union square where the decent quality seems to be.

I do OK in night game (flakes galore though!), but daygame is seriously brutal here. I've gone out on days and got zero IOI's, just blank or bitchy stares. I dress well, stylish leather jacket, polo shoes, well groomed.

I'm a good looking (black) guy. No money, but I can fake it like I made it. My wings usually have superb game (they need it!).

OKcupid is almost a waste of time. Almost. Been on several shitty dates and had to take a break from that shit.

Bottom line unless your seriously balling or status some stupid bs niche (hipsters!) market your going to have a tough time in this city, point blank.

Post: #17

OKstudies, take responbility for your results. Have you hit up Press Club? How about rotating among the dance-clubs around Union Sq/north Beach/SOMA. Theres seriously something for everybody.

IMO, LA is multitudes of times harder than SF especially for easy swooping. I swooped more girls broke in SF than now. latinas, asians, stanford girls, sf state. Name it, I've done it.

Common theme on people who have poor results- If I just had more money/moved cities/was taller/etc etc etc I would clean up shop.

Giovonny (limited funds) and Westcoast are based in SF. They both kill it. The thing holding you back is you.

Post: #18

^ You could say the same thing about the "multitudes" of guys downing on Toronto. Or the guys downing on American girls in general. But you notice nobody tells them to "take responsibility" and there seems to be some kind of consensus when a critical mass of people say something sucks. SF hasn't reached that point on the forum yet, but it's getting there.

I've gamed in different cities and got way better results. Is the problem "me" if I can be somewhere else, change absolutely nothing and get dramatically different results? I don't think so. It's a systemic problem.

Post: #19

(12-14-2013 03:30 AM)iknowexactly Wrote:  

(12-14-2013 03:23 AM)OkStudies Wrote:  

(12-14-2013 02:56 AM)iknowexactly Wrote:  

(12-14-2013 01:37 AM)OkStudies Wrote:  What is the root cause of a city with virtually zero competition (from the many betas here) but the bitchiest, ball bustingest, flakiest, sloppy, vulgar women you can imagine? Somebody throw me a lifeline here. It's an unsolved mystery to me.

you may be over 30? youth worship is strong here. oh, and you should have money, even at 25.

I'm 27. And if I had money I wouldn't be here! Catch-22 really. At a minimum I'd be in LA or NY. I need quality AND quantity. No more of this stuck up 6.5 bullshit.

height /age/ looks /baller status of OP would be helpful handicapping ourselves. "game conquers all" is a little idealistic-- although his tips on handling her inflation and especially the the "come outside trick" are brilliant game.

look at famous gamers

mystery-- 6'5" plus genius
roosh -- 6'3" and killer work ethic and wisdom
style-- NYT best-selling author
Tyler-- Genius and freakish energy for thousands upon thousands of sets

all of them under 30-35 when making a name

All have an extraordinary quality or two.

dude almost everyone has something wrong with them, no one is perfect, use what you have to get what you want.

Post: #20

(12-14-2013 03:32 AM)OkStudies Wrote:  

(12-14-2013 02:56 AM)Sugar Wrote:  

(12-14-2013 01:37 AM)OkStudies Wrote:  The attitudes of women here (and the endemic flakiness) is at a nuclear level in SF. Comparable to Toronto. Really SF basically is the US version of Toronto (refer to my earlier thread on the subject). The chicks here have the attention span of gnat, the mouth of a drunken sailer, tats/piercings of a hardcore jailbird/criminal, and all the "femininity" of a fat feminist cupcake blogger.

Dare not try approach a 7.5 or above, 9/10 prepare to get your time wasted if not immediately blown out/ignored for the most trivial of reasons. Good looking? Doesn't matter (unless your white and look like a model) you're invisible. Money? Fuck you, now give it to me. Muscles? They hate you too, get in line. This is a city that literally hates everything.

What is the root cause of a city with virtually zero competition (from the many betas here) but the bitchiest, ball bustingest, flakiest, sloppy, vulgar women you can imagine? Somebody throw me a lifeline here. It's an unsolved mystery to me.

Where are you approaching women and under what circumstances? How many sets / week? How is your social circle?

I'm usually the first one to complain about SF, but come on man it's not that bad.

I have a decent girl coming over in 10 minutes that I'm gonna bareback, and basically degrade the fuck out of.

I'm definitely interested to hear what's going on with you, PM me if you want.

Hint #1: if you're invisible to women here then experiment until you do something to make yourself visible.

I mostly do night game and some day game at westfield mall/union square where the decent quality seems to be.

I do OK in night game (flakes galore though!), but daygame is seriously brutal here. I've gone out on days and got zero IOI's, just blank or bitchy stares. I dress well, stylish leather jacket, polo shoes, well groomed.

I'm a good looking (black) guy. No money, but I can fake it like I made it. My wings usually have superb game (they need it!).

OKcupid is almost a waste of time. Almost. Been on several shitty dates and had to take a break from that shit.

Bottom line unless your seriously balling or status some stupid bs niche (hipsters!) market your going to have a tough time in this city, point blank.

Being a black guy in SF (not homeless) is extremely rare. There has to be a way to capitalize on that. Do you have any luck in the mission?

My buddy from Fresno kills it when he comes to the city. He's black, but also has some other positive things going on for him (former Cal linebacker, jacked, big guy) Not especially good looking, but stands out among all the skinny SF dudes.

Post: #21

^^^My buddy is a big, dark as night Nigerian.

We went to the mission hipster bars and he had hipster girls dangling off his biceps like a jungle gym. Pulled a chick from Holy Cow thursday night. Pulled from an all-asian club ( good laughs for sure).

Got mad attention from the hot Dominican Republic girls and African-American girls. Got play at 330 ritch (back when it was a hotspot).

Post: #22

(12-14-2013 02:46 PM)DVY Wrote:  Pulled a chick from Holy Cow thursday night.

That place is senseless lol. Gets really wild and packed on some nights. One of the pullable spots in Soma.

I also like Matrix Lounge on Sunday nights when they play hip-hop. A classier scene with a decent turnout.

Post: #23

If you're a black dude try the Skylark in the Mission, very mixed ethnic crowd, kind of hood, but not too ghetto, it definitely doesn't have the best talent but there are always some cuties in there, it's a hip hop crowd so the girls are for sure into black guys.

Post: #24

Ok studies obviously does not live in SF he lives in Oakland so stop wasting your time.

If you have no logistics in SF you have no chance in nightlife. They want immediate results, you MUST make them lose themselves in the moment by being the best person at that time period.

Good luck players! Glad this shitty atmosphere is making me better though. Big joke is I can leave if I want but the $$$ is wayy too good.

Post: #25

Update;

Hit the club with Westcoast. Pretty sure he ended up smashing, but the girl I met was trouble. After making out on the dance floor, she said, "I'm a Stanford girl. We're not easy." I thanked her for letting me know the promiscuity level of 40,000 individual students. Over educated hamster is still a hamster. Bounced her to the couches.

Her: "I don't go home with guys. You have to take me on a date and impress me."

Me: "Cool" Then we made out more. I was rubbing her cooch on top of her pants.

Her: "I can tell what you're doing. It's not gonna work on me".

Switched to talking about random things. At some point said something about how she only dates tall white guys (she's asian) who went to Ivy League schools. I gave her a high five (I'm not tall, or an Ivy). Then she kissed me more.

We got to talking about how asian girls stay skinny. I pinched her belly. She asked "are you worried I'll get fat?" I nodded with an overly concerned look on my face. She said, "You should be so lucky to be with me if I get fat".

That was it for me. Pretty much lost all attraction right there. Struggled not to laugh in her face. Went to bathroom. She txt'd me a few times, but I ignored and eventually met a different girl.

San Francisco women. Entitlement defined.