Reflections on Gaming German Trade-Fairs

Setting the Scene:

The Women:

Stand girls: Stand girls are an odd bunch – usually recruited for their looks means you’re looking at a majority of them being 6 and above with a higher % age than usual of 8’s. 9’s and 10’s rarely seem to be the type of girl to turn an honest days work for such low pay without an option to increase their wage with tips. They can also be very driven ‘feminist’ types who are on a mission and the unfortunate girls who find themselves on the trade show circuit for too long, the last set are just bitter and best avoided.

The catering girls: Lower in quality than the stand girls they are usually a bit more genuine and less willing to play games. Treat them with respect and a touch of flirtiness to guarantee yourself good service – your target is the stand girls usually but it pays to be in their good books. Depending on their age and the business of the stand you’re not going to get a lot of time spent with these women anyway.

On the business side of things, an ability to get your client a drink before your competition can is pretty valuable and I’m sure has helped me when working on a deal.

Co-workers on the stand: A mixed bag – you’ll find yourself up against the usual ‘career’ driven women who buzz about the place pretending to be important, the few career women who are important and the more junior ones you can safely flirt without worry. Play a delicate line here – but largely they will ignore you as you clearly aren’t interested in them. Some might be a bit nasty towards you because of it but I’ve yet to be cock-blocked by this – though perhaps American women are different.

The Men:

This is a toss up and dependent on the show. By and large if you’re under 40 and in good shape with basic game in the bag you’ll have next to no competition. Combine this with the fact the ratio is always in your favour – because well no stand girl really wants to bed a middle manage who sweats whilst walking 10 meters and can’t look them in the eye when asking for directions you’ll soon realise you can take a step back and game without real competition.

I met one German guy with decent game – and that was really only because he was 6’5, a Pilot and in fantastic shape as well as being a sharp looker. The other German guys near my age were simply delta’s. At a previous show I gave advice but I find it isn’t well accepted by those stuck taking the blue pill.

Do your own thing as usual, assist if you want and rock on.

The Challenges

Usual challenges apply here – you need to interview and pipeline. The most basic one I’m going to stress is logistics – this is more important than you might think. These shows draw in lots of temporary labour and so the odds your target is actually staying in the same city as you can be quite low.

This is the single biggest hurdle I faced at this conference and I would put 80% of my failure on this reason.

Last year I was successful largely because I picked a local girl who could meet me after the show on the Friday and drink without having to worry about ‘last trains to a city an hour away’. Roosh has written well about the illusion needing to be maintained of seamless transitions – you ask a girl to go out with you who doesn’t live in the city – you might as well be asking to bang her in the convention center toilets. There is a way around this hurdle as I’ll detail my efforts but it’s 10x harder to pull off.

Other pipelining needs to be done – the standard boyfriend questions(qualifying the boyfriend if you’re cocky), their grasp of English is another which will radically affect your game choices. As usual pick the girls who show some spark, or w.e characteristic you look for, for the love of pete avoid the bitter stand girl who’s been doing it too long.

Jealousy – I was the only in shape guy under 30 on the stand this year – you start hitting on the girls they are going to talk about it. Remember these women don’t know each other 80% of the time and will gossip about w.e takes their fancy. This is both a blessing and a curse – the blessing comes from the fact you can drive competition between them as you pipeline, the curse is cock-blocking. It’s usually pretty clear how the girl’s allegiances form – I’d recommend, all women being equal hotness, picking the girl most removed from the bitchy ones.

I dealt with the lone bitchy one with a simple public put down on the first day. During the day she’d tried to give me stick for eating a biscuit – at the time I was so surprised to be getting such lip from a chunky 6 I floundered for a second before firing off some quick retorts. As the day drew to a close and the girls gathered in a location I made sure to stop and put her down firmly in front of the other girls and other male colleagues. I had no such lip from her over the next few days I’m happy to say.

Live action report

Ok enough generalisations and advice on to what happened to me at this show:

Logistics and being a tad too cocky were my downfall. German girls are not American or British girls and it is worth remembering that.

I had two targets and drunk at the stand party on the 2nd night I made a pass at both. My move on the main target, the hot one, was gate crashed by two business suits also stepping out for a smoke. This led to me switching up tactics whilst drunk and going for a dominant k-close on target no.2 – a stupid drunken mistake that I sorely regret. What this meant was when I settled on the hotter one the next day I had to dodge “but you were after X” bullshit questions. In hindsight had I just been a little less drunk and more on form I wouldn’t have made this error in such an obvious fashion….Live and learn.

Logistics – My target lived in another city and was staying at a 3rd town with her mother for the show, no simple ‘lets go for a Friday night drink’. This year though I was awkwardly assisted by a somehwat beta wingman who had his own target. The less said the better here but it was a 4 day show and the guy’s target told him on day 4 with 2 hours to go that she had a boyfriend…. The fact we’d all gone out the night before and he’d been giving her full attention and drinks sums up the extent of his game. Hopefully he’ll learn!

Regardless an ally is an ally and this helped me attempt to conquer the logistics problem as he somehow managed to get his target keen to go out and my target needed only the slightest nudge to join and sleep on her floor. Making a drunken late night hail mary move possible!

I also want to give a smidgen of credit to the other girl – whilst she was an attention seeker and led on the other guy she not once gate crashed or cock-blocked my game. Least not to my face – she seemed content to stay out of it – perhaps it was the fact neither knew each other well, who knows.

The night out saw the usual pattern of drinks in an Irish bar followed by a trip to what has to be one of the worst clubs I’ve seen in Germany. Nice venue, useless DJ, but an oddly efficient German bar girl – not something one sees in a club usually. For those that wonder, German men’s club game is non-existant. I didn’t see one approach in 2 hours.

I focused on my girl and ran every move I could and the list of reasons why she couldn’t go to bed with me grew and grew: I was “too young for her” (2 years age difference), she was “on her period”, it was “unprofessional”, her “thighs were bigger than mine” (this one has to be the worst excuse I could find.

She had been very receptive to kino but was shutting down every escalation I tried.

2 am approached and I knew I had a full day to follow of more selling to do, the German pilot with game had turned up and despite his best efforts in assisting and giving me some German mindset tips we both decided to not waste the rest of the night. Shit music, mediocre drinks and the fact I’ve had a German flag for sometime now meant I was happy to leave it at that.

I think being able to walk away from a girl who’s been making you try is an important weapon – because at that point you need to walk away with your head held high. I made my decision and left, and got the usual bullshit all women pull at such times.

I went to bed with memories of last years conquest (a ballerina, thank you very much) and woke up to a slew of texts from this years target…Thank you airplane mode.

As I type this up she’s sending me bikini photo’s and whinging about her regret so on the odd occasion I find myself in that part of Germany again I’ve got a possible easy lay.

As they say – the battle might have been lost but the war grinds on.