Night Out #31: Squeezing in a Wednesday

Is going out on a Wednesday night even worth it?

Welcome to The Nerd's Quest, my journey of learning how to meet and date women as a computer nerd on the autism spectrum.

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This Week’s Mission

This week’s mission (a part of the course I'm taking) was about narrative. In short, the concept of narrative can be thought of as the story that a girl would have in her head about the interaction you had with her, or the story that she would tell her friends about you.

The first part of the mission was to think about the following questions: What is my archetype? What are my best qualities?

The second part was to come up with three stories from your life that convey that archetype in full, along with your best qualities, with the ultimate goal of telling these stories in set. Ideally, you would first script out these stories and practice telling them so that when the time comes, you can deliver them in the best way possible.

Here is the archetype I came up with:

• A smart, successful tech person who does his own thing, doesn't play by other people's rules, and who likes to party and have fun

As for the stories, here is a short description of the three that I came up with:

• A funny story about a summer camp experience I had as a child that conveys that I prefer to live my life my own way and not always follow other people’s rules or expectations

• A story about my job that conveys that I both work hard and play hard

• A story about a social gathering that I went to that conveys that I am a successful tech person who also likes to party and have fun

Night Out #31: Wednesday, April 6th, 2022

I had fallen behind in my course. I was hoping to get it done by mid-April (for reasons that I will get to in a later post), which meant that I would need to make up for the fact that I didn’t begin the narrative mission over the past weekend like I was supposed to. This meant that I would have to start going out on weekdays to catch up.

Given that it was a Wednesday night, most of the nightclubs on The Strip weren’t even open. The Park MGM has a small nightclub named On The Record that was one of the few clubs that was open. I hadn’t been there before, but I had passed by the entrance many times and was always curious about it. I figured this would be a good opportunity to check it out given how limited my options were.

On The Record

I parked at the Park MGM and headed down to the club entrance. There was a short line for people who had tickets or were already on the guest list or something, but I didn’t see another line for general admission.

I asked one of the security guards about it, and he ended up asking me if I was a local, because it turns out that locals can get in for free. I said that I was, but that I still didn’t have a Nevada drivers license. Thankfully, I was able to quickly pull up my electricity bill (which shows that I have a Las Vegas address) on my phone, and that was enough for me to get in for free. For whatever reason this whole process made me feel kind of uncomfortable and nervous, but it didn’t matter. It was a little bit after 10:30 PM.

Upon getting inside, I did my usual loop of the venue to scope the place out. It turns out the club was quite small, possibly the smallest I’ve been to thus far. They had a small outdoor area, but it was actually the loudest area of the club because they had another DJ playing music out there. The DJ was in one of those red double-decker buses that had been converted into a little music studio type thing. So there wasn’t a quieter area that would be good for holding more in-depth conversations.

This is the converted double-decker bus that I’m talking about

I ordered a drink and wandered around for a bit. There weren’t many approach opportunities, but there were at least a couple that I should have gone for but didn’t. In particular, there were these two really hot and well-dressed girls I noticed in the outdoor area. It was absolutely the type of approach opportunity that I should have gone for. I know it’s what my instructor would have done in that situation.

Unfortunately, I let approach anxiety get the best of me. It didn’t help that I felt very uncomfortable and out of place in general, something that tends to happen when I first try out a new venue. I was just standing around and feeling like a loner. I didn’t have a good internal frame, and I wasn’t in a good state.

I ended up leaving after finishing my drink. I wondered how the heck I could even tell a story in a place like that anyways. Like I mentioned before, the club didn’t have a quieter area that could be used for such a thing. The only way you could tell a story without constantly yelling would be to basically talk directly into someone’s ear, which would require them to be very engaged to actually put up with that for an extended period of time.

I think it’s pretty unlikely that I will ever come back here, though the fact that locals can get in free (at least on weeknights, not sure about weekends) might make it worth it to just quickly pop in and check it out if I happen to be walking through the Park MGM anyways.

Back to Casino Floor Game?

After leaving, I decided that the best use of the rest of my night would be to try to do casino floor game again. I know this is generally a waste of time, as I have mentioned many times before, but I didn’t know what else to do given that it was a Wednesday night.

I grabbed another drink down at The Excalibur and wandered around. It took me way longer than it should have to get my first approach of the night in. I finally did one over in New York, New York. I saw a well-dressed woman standing around on her own. I opened with a line about how she had an “adorably New York look about her.” It was fairly well-received, but she mentioned that she was waiting for her husband within the first couple sentences. So we just ended up exchanging a little bit of polite chitchat and then I left.

Ironically, I hadn’t even made the mental connection between the opener I used and the fact that we were in the New York, New York casino. I only realized this later when I was reflecting back on the night. How ironic.

That second drink I had over at The Excalibur ended up being a mistake, as my stomach was kind of empty and I was starting to feel a bit queasy as a result. This typically happens when I drink on an empty stomach. I pushed through it and kept going, but I didn’t feel very good.

I walked around the lower end of The Strip for a while longer. I passed up a few approach opportunities that I should have taken up, but I let approach anxiety get the best of me for whatever reason. I decided that I would be better off heading over to the Linq Promenade, where the big fountain is that often has girls sitting around it. I was hoping that I would be more likely to gain some traction with sitting sets (i.e. approaching girls who are sitting down).

Heading Further up The Strip

I went back to my car and drove up to the Treasure Island so I could park nearby. I didn’t end up doing any approaches on The Linq Promenade for whatever reason. I don’t remember if I passed up any opportunities or if there simply were none. I did manage to do a few nearby along The Strip itself, though.

One was with two girls who I saw standing around and rolling a blunt. I don’t remember how I opened, but it was probably a joke/comment about the weed. We chatted for a while. It ended up just being a platonic interaction. I failed to make it man-to-woman in any noticeable way. I was only attracted to one of the girls, but I didn’t feel right about the idea of pursuing her. I don’t mean this in any kind of insulting or derogatory way, but the other girl appeared to have some kind of serious burn injuries all over that left her disfigured. I was worried that the she was sick of her friend getting all the male attention and didn’t want to feel guilty about that. So I ended up just leaving after a little bit of platonic conversation.

My best approach of the night was with these two girls who I saw hand a (plastic) glass of champagne to a homeless guy. I opened by doing a little tease about this. Next I used a push-pull that went something along the lines of how they seemed like they were from California because they had a certain amount of arrogance about them. This seemed to catch their attention quite a bit more than my opener did. I understand now why my instructor recommends push-pulls and what he calls “polarizing” lines. They can really help with catching a girl’s attention and getting her engaged in an interaction when she otherwise would probably be more dismissive. The interaction didn’t end up going anywhere, but it was still a noticeable improvement.

I ended up crossing the street and walking over to Caesar’s Palace. Outside the entrance I noticed a very uniquely dressed girl walking in my direction. I opened with a compliment on her outfit, which was very well-received, and it seemed like it was going to be a good interaction. Unfortunately, she ended up revealing to me that she was actually a sex worker. I wasn’t surprised, as I figured there was a good chance that she was, but still I’m glad I at least got a little more practice in.

The last approach of the night worth mentioning was with a pair of girls I saw wandering around inside Caesar’s. I don’t remember how I opened, but it turned out they were looking for their friend. I think I should have tried to stay in the interaction longer, but I was tired and didn’t know what to say in this situation. I also felt too timid to say anything that would overtly make it a man-to-woman interaction, which was a mistake.

I decided to start walking back to my car at the Treasure Island at around 1:40 AM. That’s very early for me to head home, but it was a weeknight and I was already quite tired. I was going to have to get up for work in the morning. It didn’t seem worth it for me to force myself to stay out later and suffer in the morning given how dead it felt out there.

I thought I might at least get a few more approaches in during the final walk back, but I didn’t see any opportunities that felt right. It’s difficult to do oncoming approaches (i.e. when she is walking towards you) on The Strip itself, which certainly didn’t help.

Final Thoughts

Overall, this was a very uneventful night. This was my first Night Out on a Wednesday, so I’m not too surprised. I’ve heard that things are more bumping on weekdays during the summer, but it was still only April and thus the summer crowds weren’t here yet.

What makes this mission particularly tricky is that I can’t just start telling stories right off the bat. I need to at least get through the earlier part of an interaction before I even have the opportunity to start storytelling. This seems to be the toughest part, actually. If I can’t get into any interactions that last that long in the first place, then I don’t have any opportunities to accomplish the mission.

Maybe I should have tried to stay longer in the interaction with the girls who were rolling the blunt, or the interaction with the girls who were looking for their friend? I don’t know. I didn’t have much of a plan for how I would actually bring up these stories in conversation. I need to be more prepared for that next time around. I need to have a thought out series of steps that I progress through. This is the type of thing that I’ve been learning in my course, but actually pulling it off in a real interaction is a lot harder than it sounds on paper.

I might be better off trying daygame for this mission. The term “daygame” refers to trying to do approaches at places like parks and shopping malls as opposed to “nightgame” which is centered around nightlife venues like bars and nightclubs. I haven’t really done any daygame yet, but maybe I should give it a try. Maybe it will be easier to get into interactions that last long enough for me to tell stories. Plus there is rarely an issue with loud music in daygame, which would also help.

As I reflect back on the night, it does feel like I took a step backwards compared to the success of my previous outing. It feels kind of shitty, but the best thing I can do now is to learn as much as I can from the experience and then keep moving forward with a positive mindset.

Things I did well:

• Checking out a new venue and getting in for free

• Trying out a push-pull and getting a visceral understanding of their power

Things to improve on:

• Approach anxiety, especially when it came to that really good approach opportunity with the hot girls in On The Record. I tend to get approach anxiety in new settings. It’s something I will just have to force myself to push through, because I know it will be easier once I get myself to the other side, so to speak.

• Not having a plan to get into the narrative phase and actually have the opportunity to start storytelling.

• Not feeling comfortable making interactions man-to-woman when I should have been, such as with the two girls who were rolling the blunt or the girls who were looking for their friend.

• Drinking too much too quickly on a somewhat-empty stomach. I should have planned out my night better by eating more before I went out, but that wouldn’t have been an issue if I wasn’t also trying to rely on alcohol to get over approach anxiety.