Johnny Wolf's PUA Blog

I’m in New York right now and we just got back from LeSouk Lounge which is the hot spot on Mondays in Manhattan. Four guys going to the hottest spot New York is always difficult so we played it smart and made dinner reservations for 10pm, ate some unique North African food, and waited for the girls to roll in.

Good thing we did since even girls had to be on the list or get bottle service to get into the place. So that’s the secret to getting into the hottest clubs and bars…you have to eat anyways, so you might as well put your $20-$30 towards dinner instead of cover.

So back to why I hate LA girls.

The first group of girls I talk to turn out to be Harvard graduates and are investment bankers, which is like $200k a year salary job. We hang out for like 30 minutes and out of no where, this blonde chick was like “Hey I know you!!” Turns out she met me at a small bar back in Hollywood and remembered me. She was a cute blonde which is normally my type but something just didn’t feel right that night. I talked to her a bit and realized that she was just like every typical LA girl. She asked me what type of car I drove…then what year and model it was. Then she asked where I lived, and when I said Bel-Air, she asked if it was a nice, big place or if I just claim the city. I blow her off and she comes back saying, well we should hang out since this must be fate for us to meet in New York. She asks for my number and sets up a date with me for when I get back.

Almost immediately afterwards I start feeling sick to my stomach. Sure I played my cards right by keeping my frame, answering the questions in a while where I demonstrate higher value, and all that shit…and she ate it up and wanted to hook up. But was it worth it? Is it worth it to go through all that bull shit that LA girls put us through just to hook up with them? I mean, seriously, who the fuck are they? Aspiring models/actresses/part time waitress. Or they work for some company that they make sound fucking amazing but they are just assistants there. With their fake hair, nails, and breasts, are they worth our fucking time?

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