Complacency is a killer – it destroys empires, and has caused the downfall of the greatest men in history. Nothing and no one is immune to complacency – not even game.
Every man will, at some point, have a steady rotation of women that he sees intermittently. While this is a good thing, what happens is that over time, you become complacent. When you go out to a bar, or club, your approaches will be half-assed. You’ll have no desire to approach because you know in the back of your head that you have a sure-thing waiting for you if you fail.
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My second week in Kiev I scheduled a date with a cute local girl, named Maria. I met her online, and was talking to her a week before my trip to Kiev. She was going to a bar called Banka near the University, and I was set to meet her, with a couple of her friends for a birthday.
I arrived a bit early with my wingman, Alex, and we grabbed a couple of drinks. Maria came in, sat down with her friends, I told her I’d come over in a bit. I wanted to play it a bit coy, like I didn’t care that she was there. She kept looking over at me, but I ignored, sat and drank my Cuba Libre (Rum and Coke), and talked to Alex.
Half-hour passed by, and Maria went out to go for a smoke. Seeing this as an excellent opportunity to avoid being the dancing monkey for her friends, I scurry outside and begin chatting with her, exchanging hugs.
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