Failure to Launch
After considerable debate with my “team”, I decided to ignore their advise and to go with the simple jeans/shirt look. After all, this is who I am and I didn’t want to portray myself as something I am not.
So, my mission was to find a date for my Thursday night dinner. I arrived at the Long’s bar and joined my group of friend and we proceeded to rank all the women in the bar on a scale from 1 to 10. We unanimously decided that I would not “make a move” on anyone below a 7.
Out of the 17 woman in the bar only 5 qualified for an approach. I selected the one with the most beautiful smile (an 8 on the overall scale) and proceeded to debate with the “team” what would the next step be. She seemed to be with a group of girls and she seemed to be un-accompanied. I got several suggestions as to how to proceed.
Find out what she was drinking and send her a refill
Keep staring at her until she notices then smile
Bump into her by “accident” and apologies
Etc
I, myself, was leaning towards one of two approaches. Either walk up to her and introduce myself or wait until one of her companions goes to the bar and ask for some help.
After considerable debate with the group, I decided to just walk up to her and introduce myself.
“Good evening, my name is Haroun”, I said with my most beautiful smile. “So What?”, she replied. Well, she instantly went from a 8 to a 2 on my scale and I retreated to my corner, trying to find a mouse hole to crawl into and hide.
My friends and I proceed to evaluate the rest of the room and we settled on a 9 that was obviously alone and seemed to have a killer body. This time I decided to follow my team’s advice and I sent her a refill for the Black Russian she was drinking. She looked at me, smiled, lifted her glass and gestured me to come over. I walked over to her, introduced myself and she replied: “2000 Dirham for the night”. For those of you living in the real world, that’s about $600.
I promptly retreated to my corner, battered, shattered and wondering if this would ever work. My friend and I were desperate at this point. There was only one woman above a 7 left in the room and she was obviously with someone. I was starting to think that finding a date for my dinner on Thursday would be much more difficult than I originally thought.
I decided to leave that dreadful place and go home. On my way, I stopped at Zaatar we Zeit to get something to eat to counteract that effect off all the alcohol I had had this night. As I was waiting in line for my Manaish, I notice a definite 10 behind me in the line. WOW, was she beautiful. She was definitely French, blonde (Which I like), brown eyes (ok with me) and tall (good for me as well). I stood there in the queue agonizing as to how to start a conversation. I knew most men would offer to pay for her Manaish, but the kind of girl I was looking for would definitely refuse and think of me as cheap. I didn’t know if she was the type of girl I was looking for, but I still had to find another way. I turned around and….
Her husband was standing next to her
Haroun El Poussah
So, my mission was to find a date for my Thursday night dinner. I arrived at the Long’s bar and joined my group of friend and we proceeded to rank all the women in the bar on a scale from 1 to 10. We unanimously decided that I would not “make a move” on anyone below a 7.
Out of the 17 woman in the bar only 5 qualified for an approach. I selected the one with the most beautiful smile (an 8 on the overall scale) and proceeded to debate with the “team” what would the next step be. She seemed to be with a group of girls and she seemed to be un-accompanied. I got several suggestions as to how to proceed.
Find out what she was drinking and send her a refill
Keep staring at her until she notices then smile
Bump into her by “accident” and apologies
Etc
I, myself, was leaning towards one of two approaches. Either walk up to her and introduce myself or wait until one of her companions goes to the bar and ask for some help.
After considerable debate with the group, I decided to just walk up to her and introduce myself.
“Good evening, my name is Haroun”, I said with my most beautiful smile. “So What?”, she replied. Well, she instantly went from a 8 to a 2 on my scale and I retreated to my corner, trying to find a mouse hole to crawl into and hide.
My friends and I proceed to evaluate the rest of the room and we settled on a 9 that was obviously alone and seemed to have a killer body. This time I decided to follow my team’s advice and I sent her a refill for the Black Russian she was drinking. She looked at me, smiled, lifted her glass and gestured me to come over. I walked over to her, introduced myself and she replied: “2000 Dirham for the night”. For those of you living in the real world, that’s about $600.
I promptly retreated to my corner, battered, shattered and wondering if this would ever work. My friend and I were desperate at this point. There was only one woman above a 7 left in the room and she was obviously with someone. I was starting to think that finding a date for my dinner on Thursday would be much more difficult than I originally thought.
I decided to leave that dreadful place and go home. On my way, I stopped at Zaatar we Zeit to get something to eat to counteract that effect off all the alcohol I had had this night. As I was waiting in line for my Manaish, I notice a definite 10 behind me in the line. WOW, was she beautiful. She was definitely French, blonde (Which I like), brown eyes (ok with me) and tall (good for me as well). I stood there in the queue agonizing as to how to start a conversation. I knew most men would offer to pay for her Manaish, but the kind of girl I was looking for would definitely refuse and think of me as cheap. I didn’t know if she was the type of girl I was looking for, but I still had to find another way. I turned around and….
Her husband was standing next to her
Haroun El Poussah
posted by Haroun el Poussah at 9:32 PM
5 Comments:
Yuck Haroun! You went to LONG'S?
If you want to find the sophisticated ans suave Buddha Bar, Kasbar, Kouba Bar and Bahri Bar are THE places to go.
We suggest you fire your team and hire us.
Maybe try approaching someone who looks sweet and friendly, rather someone who is beautiful and almost certainly knows it?
Wow! Great story.
In my experience girls really pounce on you once you already have someone. It's when you are not looking for anyone that 10s and 11s start sending YOU drinks and offer to pay for YOUR dinner.
Not sure why it works like this; guess it's the way god made women :-)
Haroun just a quick question off the bat and it's not meant to be offensive:
Considering you've never ever paid for sex, would you consider it a violation of your moral standards if you perhaps paid for an escort? i.e. just company, no sex involved?
Just curious what guys think of that?
(Btw - no we don't offer escort services, though we have been solicited several times. ;))
I find love online but not in the bars, I am cute but horny and need a man that will not slow me down.
pain is not the name but the game for this is serious:::
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