You Will Never Be a Sigma
There is no substitute for long-established behavioral patterns
This is an interesting account of a woman’s discovery of day gaming, which is essentially the pick-up artists’ formulaic articulation of what was formerly known as “the shotgun approach”.
It was on a late afternoon walk, a couple of years ago, that I met a day gamer called Jonathan (I’m using a pseudonym). I had been heading towards the supermarket, just as the sun was setting, when I was stopped by a man wearing chinos and a collared shirt.
“Hey, sorry to interrupt you,” he said. “I just wanted to say that I think you’re adorable.”
Jonathan would later tell me that I was the second woman he’d stopped with exactly the same line.
“Jonathan!” I said as though I were greeting an old friend. “Are you day gaming?”
Day gamers are always shocked by this question. Often their mouths will open and close a couple of times, like an actor with stagefright. Some will attempt to regain control of the conversation. Others become defensive, “what if I am?” one man once replied. Most, however, drop the character and are willing to have a frank conversation.
The article is not interesting for the woman’s blitheringly retarded opinion about day gaming; women always prefer to believe everything happens “spontaneously” on the basis of magic, destiny, or astrology because they have no sense of personal agency and fear nothing more than accountability for their own decisions and actions. Hence her implication that it is somehow a bad thing for men to systematically approach strangers whom they find attractive; if women ever got what they collectively and erroneously believe they prefer, no man would ever talk to a woman with whom he was not already acquainted ever again and the human race would go extinct.
No, what’s interesting is the way these low-status Game-aware men are totally unprepared for anything that goes off script for them and are unable to smoothly field a very simple question about what they are quite obviously doing. Their low-status is clearly indicated by the way in which they are shocked and rendered defensive by nothing more than an observation of their actions, which indicates their own belief that they are doing something iniquitous by simply pursuing women.
No Alpha and no Sigma would ever be nonplussed by such a simple question. Indeed, every high-status man is accustomed to dealing with different forms of essentially the same thing. If a man can’t even deal with “are you day-gaming?” is there any doubt that he’d be absolutely hopeless when presented with “You’re a player, aren’t you?” or “How many girls right here in this room have you already dated?”
Notice that none - literally none - of the day-gamers who approached her simply smiled and said something like “the ride never ends” or “yeah, I’m working on my daily high score” or anything that would potentially pique rather than erase any potential interest on her part. There are few things that women despise as much as men who apologize for what they are doing, except men who apologize for who they are.
This is why it’s important to remember to be careful what you wish for and what you work toward. All the routines and scripts and rules that the students of Game have developed and perfected are useful, and they do tend to work more or less as advertised. But their synthetic nature can never be more than an approximation of the organic instincts and patterns of behavior that are unconsciously and automatically utilized by higher-status men.
I don’t say this to discourage any man from improving himself and his situation, but rather, to encourage men to keep their objectives in reasonable line with their abilities. Because there are few Hells on Earth worse than that which awaits the man who outkicks his coverage, and like the proverbial dog that has caught the car, has neither the knowledge nor the ability to successfully deal with the situation.
The most successful marriage I know came from a party a friend and I planned to invite a man she liked. Planning and intent works. We're playing, too.
“Are you day-gaming” is clearly a tee-ball tier shit test for any man already worthy of passing it.
You will never be a Sigma, unless you already are one.