Rule of 7: Get to the No

I've posted about it before.

My best friend and the guy with whom I observed and still retain much of my philosophy of women was a dude I met in college.
We were roomed across the hall from one another opening day of college.
What followed was 4 years of experimentation and pursuit of girls however poorly and ineffective.
College was where I really began to cut my teeth with the fairer sex.
I started college having had sex with 1 girl.
By the time I graduated I was roughly near 17 or 18 I think. End of my freshmen year I'd slept with 1 more girl since starting college.

Guys who know me now would never guess I was such a slow starter.
My number's encroaching on 80 at this point. Numbers don't impress me much, a huge chunk of my number was simply proving to myself what could be done and method perfection.

I've gotten off topic: The Rule of 7.
My buddy and I our junior year reflected back on how many girls we would have to approach, what would turn into dates, and then what # would lead to sex.
Now, before you discount this early empirical evidence, as being exclusive to the laxer dating policies in college, I've reaffirmed this rule for every year of my adulthood. And even if your number is less, who the fuck cares? Figure out what your Rule is in terms of approaches to closes/whatever.

It's a lot like sales. Every "no" is just a step closer to a "yes." And honestly, I'm attractive enough, I sometimes seek to push for a "no" just to determine if I am wasting my time with this girl.

I'm going out on a limb here, but for attractive guys, if she's hanging out with you....unless she's about 10% of girls....sex is coming. Like this inevitable quicksand Batman trap in that old show with Adam West.

My rule is more like 1 out of every 3 or 4. I don't count an approach as a girl I talk to and gives me her #. In the era of modern flaking, that's such a shallow interaction it means nothing. For every 3-4 girls I genuintely have a conversation with, I'm going to have sex with one if I pursue that avenue.

Let's recap my entry back into the game:

Approached a girl in a coffee shop and asked if she was single. We chatted for an hour. Then she said she was a lesbian. I don't think she was. I think I fucked up the interaction. It would be easier to think she is and just strung me along out of some perverse enjoyment, but more likely, I just fucked up the interaction.

Hung out with a girl. Total flakester. Spent 3 weeks trying to lock in plans. So much work just trying to hang out one time didn't bother to follow up.
Hung out with a girl. 3rd time we hung out we ended up in bed but both so tired from work, gym, life, we fell asleep before sex but *knock on wood* will clearly happen next time or two we hang out.
Asian girl from work. Did all the work. Made it all happen.
2 Other girls from that time period with random BS about making plans/cancelling et cetera. To be expected.

The point to all this basic, remedial math is that assuming the near miss the other night completes, I'll be batting roughly 2 out of 7-9 depending on what you count as an "open."

A big part of all this is not even sweating a girl who goes radio silent.
Not even sweating a girl who cancels last minute. She just outed herself as not worth the time wasted any further.
Fuck throwing good money/time after bad.

I appreciate the girls who flake or never even respond to the opening text after initial meeting. MUCH preferable to the ones that string you along with inane conversation to pump their ego/facebook/instagram like craving need for semi active validation. Girls like that are never interesting and honestly In My Honest Experience suck in bed. They're so vapid and mindless they're barely worth putting up with long enough to bang. She's not gonna be able to discuss the socio-political/quasi-religious undertones and comparisons to Islamic Fundamentalism in Dune.
She's not gonna go see Revenant with you and be mildly entertaining.

Story Corner:
Hottest girl I've ever had sex with...I had to stop seeing because that's how terrible her personality was.
Her "sense of humor" was showing youtube videos. I could literally only put up with her while heavily drinking and she was doing coke.
I had to break it off because to put up with her devalued me as a man in my heart of hearts, when being honest with myself.
You want to talk brass tacks? This is the real talk. One of the hottest girls I've seen in real life and definitely the hottest I've slept with. Bar none.
I had to stop seeing her after maybe 3 weeks.
I thought I was climbing Everest. In once sense, yes, she's hard to attain. A girl that hot, literally, has dudes falling all over themselves every moment of her day.
To keep going with her, I was degrading myself and my sense of standards.

All that glitters isn't golden.