My meeting with a pick-up artist: how it was

2024 Author: James Gerald | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 14:00

Pickup is translated from English as "pick up". The movement of "seducers in science" that has recently emerged in Russia continues to grow, schools and courses "How to get a girl to bed in one evening" have become commonplace. What does a meeting with a pick-up artist look like in real life?

Prepared too well

Pickup can be recognized by the fact that he is "pleasant in all respects." My friend turned out to be a real virtuoso, he “adjusted” to me so much that, by God, I began to feel “my soul mate”. Luckily, I knew he was attending seduction workshops, and he had no idea that I knew. The virtuoso pierced it all the same simply. The fact is that I am studying to be a linguist. And the guy already at the second meeting discovered remarkable knowledge in "contamination", "paronyms", "diachronisms" and other professional subtleties. I was preparing, probably, rummaging in Yandex.

And I take it and ask: "What is this contamination?" Guy: "Well, you are doing this, you should know." Me: "I'll tell you a terrible secret, I'm a C-student." And then he carried such nonsense … Me: "Well, yes, well, yes … it looks like … a pickup truck?.." It is clear that our acquaintance ended there.

Meeting of "colleagues"

I am a school psychologist and NLP practitioner. For those who don't know: this is cool. Somehow a handsome guy enters the school, we got into a conversation. I adjust to the pace of his speech, to the posture, then to the breathing - everything is as it should be. It is called "tuning". I'm trying to check it, well, I scratched my nose, straightened my hair. I look, the guy smiles, then asks: “What, did you study NLP? Are you picking up?.. I wanted to myself, but now it’s not interesting …”They laughed. A colleague and classmate recently shared: “Such advanced girls went, tortured them with their pick-up complexes … Now I say so:“Hello. I AM pick-up … Whom to pick up?.. Laughter, embarrassment, everyone is relaxed, we begin to seduce according to the rules. What are the rules though? The rules are for those who have problems with girls. And I just have a fun game."

Frightened the poor

Every sociable guy without complexes can, if desired, be enrolled in pickupers, then it turns out paranoia …

I don't think it will be possible to figure out a "seasoned specialist" (if you don't know in advance), and I personally really love to joke about the green fans of the pickup truck. It is called "breaking the mold" - inexperienced poor fellows are immediately lost.

Once I was sitting in the "Fork", there a guy rolled up to me and sat down, diligently adjusting to my posture (it was very noticeable). He holds out a balloon and asks to write a name with a phone number on it. Then I abruptly change my position and ask: “Young man, there are a lot of pickup schools, right? Which one do you belong to? " You should have seen his frightened eyes. Maybe you shouldn't have offended?

He was just looking for "his" woman

My boyfriend Andrey studied pickup a few years ago. No, he did not go to any group, but he read a lot, climbed the thematic sites, "trained". He "removed" me, using various Don Juan "tricks" (now we remember - we laugh together). But somehow everything worked out for us, we have been together for over a year. He was looking for his woman and for this he threw up nets. I think Andrey caught his mermaid … I don't see anything wrong with a man learning to be charming, attentive, sensitive and so on. Is it bad when next to you is a person who understands you perfectly? Everything else depends on us women. We can do something too, right? So I'm happy with my experience …

In a couple of minutes I felt like a queen

Pickupers - these are freaks who try to fall in love with themselves in 60 seconds, but never fall in love themselves. I met them a couple of times: once - pickup- a fool, the other - a "specialist". The fool pestered under the guise of a poll, spoke so tenderly, looked into the eyes, in general, frankly glued on. I hate such people, I quickly turned them off. She turned around, and he was already spinning next to another with the same expression on his face. The other turned out to be even too charming.

After a couple of minutes, I felt like an admired queen. It is somehow incomprehensible that he did all this. I even felt a slight erotic arousal.

Well, then he began to delicately but persistently touch me. I haven't finished it here, I guess. Because it seemed to me that it was too much. And then, I read somewhere that this is how professional Casanovas prepare a girl for bed.

The acquaintance did not disappoint

Friends told me about a certain individual who was noticed in picking. They spoke of him enthusiastically, rolling their eyes, as if they were some kind of prince. What the hell? Well, how can you like this? Isn't he a heartbreaker? I decided to look at the legend with my own eyes … They took me to him in the university courtyard, and he was just spilling someone there. I deliberately began to talk loudly on my cell phone, people did not keep themselves waiting long. When he came closer to me, I was stunned. All my pre-prepared hatred vanished instantly. He was not Alain Delon, but I saw so much grace, charm, amazing self-confidence, such a positive that I thought: “Why should he use any techniques at all? Women already have to stack up in piles …”The acquaintance did not disappoint, on the contrary, after the meeting I felt like a very self-confident woman. Well, don't you thank him for that?

Gotcha: fell head over heels in love

And I got caught. At first he looked at me as if he looked into my soul. Then he asks: "Have you noticed, girl, how you look at me?" - "Am I looking at you?" “Didn't you even notice? Well, this is happening at the level of your instinct."

In general, after 5 minutes we parted, and he had my phone in his pocket. I called a week later, I didn't wait. We met for exactly 2 weeks, every day. Everything that he asked for was between us. I fell head over heels in love.

In general, I did not understand very well what was happening. All I saw was that he knew everything about me, and I knew nothing about him. Very secretive … Then he gently explained that it was time for us to stop meeting. “We had a good time, didn't we? We must be grateful to fate”and the like. It's been 2 years now. I still shudder from the calls. And I also realized that I hate men.

Would you start a relationship with a pick-up artist?

	Never!
	Relationships - no, maybe sex.
	I would have fun with them.
	It depends on what kind of pickup.

I returned home not myself

We walk in the evening with the company. Suddenly a boy drives up and says: "Can I get bored with you?" Come on, chatting, and he presses the handle for me, after 10 minutes, as if by accident, he grabs me by the waist. Then we fell behind, and he began to hug me, and I don't understand why I allow this to a stranger. And he whispers something quietly to me constantly, then bends down and says: "I will never do to you what you do not want." Well, in that spirit. And then he kisses first on the corner of the lips, and then immediately on the lips. He took the phone, of course.

In general, I returned home not myself, very excited. I tell my sister, and she says: “You are a fool, you are some kind of scoundrel. pick-up worked out the tricks. So forget this nonsense today. I obeyed. But did you do the right thing?