Get Angry. Get Productive

Last week was rough.


Wednesday, the girl I’ve been seeing the most of late told me about another guy. He wants to date her seriously, to which the shenanigans we engage stand glaringly in the way . She says she does not want the fun between us to end, but I knew this day was coming. She calls me her personal sex toy, and our relationship revolves around the bedroom. Something serious for her was bound to come along. Looks like that time is now


Thursday, I hopped on my computer to record a podcast (more info on this coming soon!). I was in NY and she was in SF. I was recording a web-meeting for the podcast.  When we logged in my internet decided it wanted to do a throwback to 1999. My connection couldn’t handle the live stream – amateur hour. Nothing got done.

Early Friday I watched the Knicks. As a lifelong New Yorker and basketball fan , the Knickerbockers have a special place in my heart. I’m such a fan in perhaps In perhaps the oddest dream this year, I invited rookie sensation Kristaps Porzingis and his Latvian family to my parents house for dinner (and best pal). Anyway I digress… during the game, the Knicks mysteriously removed my future dinner guest from the entire 4th quarter, and proceeded to evaporate a double digit lead. A 15 year old an unhealthy addiction  to NBA 2K16 would make better coaching decisions.


My dating, professional, and sports escapism lives all took hits. The net result? I was pissed. Let me reiterate. P-I-S-S-ED, PISSED! Normally a resolute man, I was on tilt. Thoughts of “Woe is me” crept into my mind. The frustration became overwhelming.


I was angry, which was the best thing that could happen to me. Anger spurs energy. That energy I could then point in the direction of something productive. I used it to meet some new women.

I became focused. I cleaned my room until it was cleaner than a sterile laboratory. I assembled my best outfit and put Steely Dan’s Can’t Buy a Thrill on the turntable.  After a 5-minute dance session, I was off to my favorite weekend bar. It features 50’s swing music and a disco ball. Amped from my pre evening ritual, I talked to the first girl I met on the subway. Suzie had just finished studying, and was off to meet a few friends. I told her I was about dance away my week’s frustration under the lights of a disco ball. She laughed and wished me luck. The evening was looking up already.

I arrived an hour before my friend and went straight to the dance floor. I closed my eyes and boogied down like there was no tomorrow. It may not be scientifically proven but trust me, it is impossible to be upset whilst thrusting one’s fingers in the sky under a disco ball.  My anger began to  morph into enthusiasm for the evening, and even starting to get fun
Riding my dance floor high, I spotted someone off to the side, and decided to make a move. Taylor thought I had wonderful dance moves, and dug my purple pants. We have plans to get a drink next Thursday.

I grab a drink and alas, my friends arrive. We catch up the details of our respective weeks and I lament my poor fortune, but this time far more humorously, to the enjoyment of my buddies. The anger had now become simply a prelude to what had turned into quite the entertaining evening, even acquiring a new date. We wrapped up the laughs and return to the dance floor. Katie saw the commotion of our group, and dug how I moved my hips.  We decided to dance. Both enjoying the experience, we decided to meet up on Monday to share more dance secrets.

Floating on a well-deserved high after a week of lows, a new group appeared which included a girl one of my friends is involved with. I’m introduced to said girl and her friend Renea. I talk about baking pastries and fancy coffees. She talks about teaching and California. It’s an enjoyable conversation, but before anything comes of it I’m whisked away to another bar by my buddies


Renea had some interesting things to say, so I ask my friend to ask the girl he’s involved with for her number. The next day I find out Renea asked have her number passed my way. Looks the attraction was mutual. We’re going out together this Friday.
Often anger can build as if in a pressure cooker until it becomes so great that the negative energy explodes on next person who remotely makes themselves a target. I, in the situation above, chose to re-direct the anger. When I was angry, I fired channeled my energy to clean. Then to dance. Then to dance some more, and lastly to approach women. Due to the action I took, I began to feel the results my mood slowly improving with each positive step. Once in a positive state, my flirty side took over, and I now have 3 dates to look forward to this week.

If you have the energy, it can be put to constructive use. All the examples above are how I embraced my shitty week to do some good. I implore everyone to do the same.


3 thoughts on “Get Angry. Get Productive

  1. Hook,

    You might not know it but I’m a regular on your blog. I’ve been a subscriber to Brad P’s newsletter for some time now and I got to know of you through him. And I’m glad I did! I read your posts and absorb the messages. Your presentations are interesting and lessons very valuable.

    A little about me: I’m a Nigerian living in Nigeria, young and just got on my own very recently. I consider myself average looking though many others have said I’m actually good looking. I got to know of game 2 years ago, I’m doing a lot of reading and so far I’m fascinated by what I’m learning.

    I need your take on something. Like I said, I live in Nigeria and the culture here is such that many of the techniques, routines etc that you guys teach do not work. Our girls are not as sexually liberal and open minded as your girls and coupled with their usually religious upbringing and brainwashing, I dare say playing the game here is significantly harder than it is over there.

    I’ve tried several of Brad’s recommended openers and routines ranging from horse girl to sexy shoe to text msg opener and others and the reactions they got me were no where close to the ones Brad said. I got ignored at worst and a totally confused (as in ‘what the hell is this guy even saying’) look at best even from the very educated girls which I’ve narrowed my market to.

    In this situation, what do you suggest I do? How do I get around the cultural barrier? Any insights you can share will be appreciated..


    1. Thanks for the kind words! Glad you’re enjoying the stuff. So for you’re particular issues, it difficult to pinpoint what’s going wrong without seeing it in person. For example, sometimes the material will not work if you have poor body and voice tone. If you are saying these lines in english, I recommend you listen to a pro like Brad how brad says an opener over and over until you can mimic the voice tonality to a tee, word for word. I’d also go with lower stakes openers like the psychologist opener(, so you can get used to getting more positive responses before going to something more difficult such as horsegirl.

      Look into your body language as well. If people are startles right when you open your mouth, thats a cue you messed that part up.

      A voice coach can help with cultural barriers if you think its an accent holding you back.


  2. Thanks for the response, I wasn’t aware u had responded despite checking up severally, I guess I missed the tab.

    And no, I’m quite sure it’s not body language or delivery issues. Though I may be new to ‘game’ I’ve still got some level of social awareness and if it were any of those, I’d have noticed, trust me.

    I also asked Brad for his opinion and he admitted the culture might be the issue. I remember when he was breaking down the ‘dynamics’ of the horse girl opener. He mentioned that most girls actually liked horses when they were kids. When I read that, I just shook my head. Most our girls have never been near a horse since they were kids and are usually scared of the animal hehe.

    And that’s just one, I could list some other generalisations he made that simply didn’t apply here.

    All in all though, he suggested I put in more field time and get more creative as I would have to come up with my own materials that better suit our culture.

    Thanks again and hey! Its been a looooong while you last made a post…..what’s up with that? I’m looking forward to the next!


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