Three Strikes and She’s Out

Jack D. Serrano here. The following is a quick coffee date with a very hot girl a while back. While you’re reading, it might be a good idea to ask yourself the following question: “What can I learn from this report to improve my own dating life?”

Finding / Meeting

I met her while walking around downtown. We made eye contact, smiled at each other, and talked. There was a small hiccup when I asked for her number, and while happily agreeing, she said we should hang out “with friends.”

I told her, “No, I’m going to ask you on a date.”

She said “Okay!”

I was already getting signals that she wasn’t interested in the same thing I was, but I was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt.

I called her up 6 days later.

Jack D. Serrano: “Let’s go on a coffee date. X-day or X-day?”

Her: “X-day. Is it okay if I bring my friend S?”

JDS: “No. It’s a date. That means two people.”

HB: “Okay!”

Not exactly the same reactions I’ve had from much hotter women who are much higher value. I simply noted it at this point.

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The Date

I was in a suit. My date showed up a few minutes early – looked very good. We went up to a Starbucks. She asked how long we had.

I tell her I have about 45 minutes. She says “Oh, I wanted to go get dinner! Too bad. You can take me out next time.” Strike one.

She didn’t thank me when I paid. But pitched in a quarter. How nice. Strike two.

She was 21 years old. Sat down next to each other. She laughed, but not a whole lot, and it seemed forced. She seemed fake into my jokes (read: not really into me). She asked if she could take a picture of me.

JDS: “If you’re nice… Maybe.” (Grinning)

Her body faced me completely and she touched my arm regularly (but not a lot). But her eyes and her focus seemed utterly uninterested… Like she could care less about being there but likes the prospect of future dates. She asked if I have a girlfriend. I told her she is the first girl I have ever even talked to in my whole life. She doesn’t even fake chuckle. I returned the question to her and asked if she has a boyfriend. She said no.

I didn’t fill in all the silences and if I stayed silent she would ask me a question. She smiled, touched me, and turned her body towards me. But it seemed fairly obvious that this girl wasn’t into me since her focus was anywhere except me.

She mentioned dinner a couple more times and said she excited about going next time. Her questions to me were mostly aimed at finding out my job or figuring out about where I live (not quite in the “I want to spend some private time with you there” kind of way though.)

I’ve seen this all before. Felt very familiar. Her phone was out on the table and she checked it once. Then again with her eyes. Then a minute later she started texting – Strike 3. Next.

JDS: “Let’s go.” (No explanation. Said politely)

This was 30 minutes into the date (15 minutes before I had told her we were leaving.) She was meeting a friend after this (She wanted me to take her and her friend to dinner some time). I walked her to the entrance of the shopping area we were in. I stayed light and funny as we went down the escalators. She talked again about us getting dinner next time.

Then, as she took out her camera-

Her: “Can take a picture now?!”

JDS: “Maybe next time.”

At the entrance of the mall-

JDS: “I had fun. Thank you.”

Her: “See you again!”

I shook her hand again. Walked away and change her name to ‘NO answer’ in my phone. Fun date. It will save me a whole lot of time to spend with girls who are much more fun, more hot, and more interested in me. This girl was hot (as in, everyone would stare at us when we walked by), but being pretty just doesn’t cut it for a man with lots of high quality options. (Interestingly enough, the next day I had a date with another equally hot girl who played all of her cards right and had a blast dating her beyond one coffee date.)