I want to share two quick stories with you now of failures, so you know that I get my share of crash-and-burns, as well.

It’s true that I have spent time developing my strengths, particularly in the areas of attitude and fashion. My style often works for me, and since I’m in the business of females, I spend a considerable amount of time, energy and money looking my best. I also have the luxury of experimenting and trying new looks, techniques and wardrobes.

While it’s true that all this has a positive effect on “game” it’s false to assume that I can get any girl, or that they all respond. I encounter rejection just like other guys do.

Girl #1: Met her in Chicago last weekend. I was at a popular nightclub and Angela was outside smoking a cigarette with her friend. She had on a tight white dress and a large, visible tattoo on her back. She had a trashy but sweet look to her. I talked to the two girls for a few minutes about Hollywood, Chicago, tattoos and the nightclub scene.

She was interested in me, which was clear. I took her number. She told me that she couldn’t really hang out that night because she was at another dude’s table. She wanted to meet the next day, though. I gave her a hug and went into the club. I could feel by running my hand down her side that she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

Later that night I saw her dancing on the banquet with her shoes off, obviously drunk.

I texted her late night but she wouldn’t come over. Saturday was a busy work day, so we traded few texts. When I got back to the hotel room, I called her and she sounded eager to meet me for a drink. I told her after my late dinner at 10PM.

Fast forward: she’s at my hotel door, having valeted her car in the parking garage below. She comes in and sits in a single chair in the large hotel room. She does not sit on the bed – not a good sign. I have to pull up a chair and sit next to her. It’s an awkward angle.

I start massaging her and slide off her dress straps. She doesn’t let her 24-year old breasts spill out like I hoped she would.

Eventually, I get her shoes off and she’s on the bed, but she’s reluctant. We kiss and she pulls away. This girl is clearly a slut, and I don’t say that because she’s in my hotel room. It’s just her attitude. A girl who wants to have sex right away isn’t a slut, she’s just horny; a slut is a women who is sloppy in terms of her thoughts, emotions, goals and attitude. Ironically, I don’t do well with these types. I think they can feel a player and they get guarded. I have, many a time, been shut down by girls who are easy for everyone else. Isn’t that funny!

Long story, short, she wanted me to take her downstairs for a drink and then “maybe something will happen.” I had to laugh. She was trying to bargain with me. I also know from experience that if they are talking that way they’ll take me for a fool and then back out after the drink. She clearly wasn’t into my vibe, which was fine.

Oh, I forgot to mention that she let me pull her panties down, but then reversed course. Nonsense.

The most interesting thing about this is that she said at one point, a few minutes before she left, “You don’t know how to play this game,” indicating with her gesticulating arms that she meant “seduction.” I played dumb and asked, “What game?”

No booty, but no associated expenses, either. That’s what I call a “no deal” meeting. Neither party benefits,  and neither party loses.

GIrl #2: Much shorter story. On my way to Brooklyn this afternoon, I was walking down a busy street towards the subway and a hot brunette fumbling with a cigarette walked towards me. I looked good: scruff, shades, long hair, sexy new leather jacket.

I thew out a causal question: “Hey, you know where the subway is?”

She walked right past the bait. All I got for my efforts was a half head-turn and a, “I’m sorry.”

She didn’t even break gait. And I’m a professional!

Be easy on yourself. We’ll never know why that hot one we saw yesterday didn’t stop.

It’s part of the mystery. But….there’s always “Next!”