One of the greatest things about New York City is that you can get away with just about anything.
People here are incredibly selfish, wrapped up in their own lives, have a million different things going on, and are too busy to bother with matters that don’t concern them personally.
You could stand around in public all day and pick your nose and no one would give a shit.
Its the perfect habitat for an opportunistic bastard like myself and I’ve been exploiting it in order to exercise my freedom ever since I was a scrappy teenager in the 90s skipping school and storming the city streets on a skateboard.
I still treat this place like its a playground where anything goes, and my role is to make sure things happen–which tends to be the attitude I carry around wherever I end up.
These past two weekends I was hosting guys for the NYC Experience and each weekend it snowed while we were out.
I capitalized on the opportunity and came up with one of the ballsiest, effective, and fun ways to meet girls you could imagine.
Its the ultimate Alpha-male, Dark Triad, Machiavellian, not-give-a-fuckery way to open:
Pelting them with snowballs.
Its exactly like it sounds, you pack a snowball or two, wait for a pretty girl to pass by–when she does, you cock back, whip the snowball, and hit her with some force.
Don’t get her in the head, but aim for the back of her thick coat where she will certainly know what just happened by the feel and unmistakable sound of a snowball exploding on her backside.
The best reaction is a war whoop, putting your arms up in a victory salute, and taunting her with “lets go! come on, let me see what you’ve got!”
If she gets mad, you can laugh at her like the party pooper that she is and say, “come on! whats the matter? Have some fun!” and keep laughing at her until she goes away.
Hands down, the prettiest girls gave me the best reactions while the only negative responses came from dumpy ones.
Both weekends I was able to hook up with girls after smacking them with a snowball, I started some pretty epic fights on the main Avenues, and had lots of genuine laughs.
One girl was an incredibly cute little 19 year old who later told me while we were in bed, “I can’t believe we met because you hit me with a snowball.”
Because in New York you can get away with just about anything.
I recently traveled from Australia to partake in the NYC Experience with Goldmund. The man is enigmatic, charismatic and 100% comfortable in his own skin. He approaches with a relaxed, cheeky vibe that seems to thaw even the frostiest girls. Didn’t matter if it was 2pm at a beer house, 1am at a seedy bar or 4am on the subway. More often than not,after opening and starting a conversation, he would be asked for his number! I learned the importance of soft opening and hard closing, he also gave me great advice about my physical demeanor.
The most impressive thing I witnessed was Goldmund started throwing snowballs at random girls on the street. He ended up hitting a button-cute 19 year old blonde standing at a cross-walk. She then retaliated at him with more snow and soon a snow ball war ensued between them. He then proceeds to invite her to a bar with us. The escalation from there to ‘champagne’ at his place was smooth and masterful.
To learn more about the NYC Experience go here.
I’ll be in Cuba and the Caribbean for the next few weeks, but will be back in action and stomping around New York for most of early 2017.
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