That is experience. This kind of report is the reason why we always stress to every newbies to hunt for their sweetspots first. Plus, it’s easier to harvest data with reports like this coming from a user who is well aware of his sweetspots per mix. 
Congratulations and good luck to you Conj!
I agree with Dee and very nice combo and great hits and am sure you will be getting a call soon from the interviewer lady. The P96 seemed to really pull a lot of that mix together and perfect choice I think. Great Work Conjurator!!!
PRODUCTS:
P75 (10 mcg/spray, 30ml, 6% neroli) X 2 to sides of neck (4h00 PM)
MX297 X 1 behind neck (4h00 PM)
TUTH X 1 left side of neck (9h00 PM)
Location: Supermarket, home
I applied P75 and MX297 before heading out to the supermarket. Nothing very special was observed there. I made a few flybys around ladies, but the short cloud expositions did not seem to get me anywhere. The cashier was that purple-haired chubby one I see from time to time. She was ok, but not overly friendly. On the road, I felt like punishing a few stupid bad drivers P75-style. Zero patience.
I returned home. My brother-in-law, his girlfriend and kids came over for supper. They arrived while my girlfriend was out. I kissed the sister-in-law on the cheeks. She headed to the kitchen to cook the pizzas she’s made at home. The brother-in-law headed to the living room to tend to the kids. I chose the kitchen to help out the sister-in-law. At first, she was all business, but once the pizzas were in the oven, she came closer to me and started chitchating about random subjects. I would describe her attitude as giggly, bubbly, clean flirty with some clear hints of arousal and peacock effect. Her eyes were shining. Lots of prolonged eye contacts. Standing up, she would bend one of her legs slightly so as to stick a knee out. In my book, that’s a light IOI and peacock thing. Listening to me she would lick her bottom lips from time to time and even bite it lightly on a few occasions with her upper middle teeth. For me, that second IOI is more on the desire / sexual side, but hey maybe that’s just me. I am not genuinely physically interested in her body, she’s taller than me, and she has put up quite a bit of weight since she’s had her second child, but she has a nice face and very cool lips. Anyways, I like seeing ladies react like that to me. The conversation was enjoyable.
My girlfriend came back. The supper was enjoyable. I noticed my younger kid was very, very affectionate with me. He asked me for like ten to twelve hugs and kisses in like 10 minutes. He seldom does that in such amounts. I had suspected a child magnet effect for a long time with P75, I think it’s starting to confirm. However, like each time I wear MX297 around kids, they get out of control, spinning like derviches and demons. Once the kids were asleep, the adults proceeded to play a D&D type of zombie board game I have talked about in some preceeding posts. Both the brother-in-law and sister-in-law had never played and our friend who usually act as the ‘‘dungeon master’’ was unavailable so I spontaneously had to assume that role being the most experienced player. They enjoyed the game very much. At one point in the evening, I went to add a single spray of TUTH to see if things would heat up with the sister-in-law a bit. We were all sitting around a rectangular table so she always quite close to me. There were not many manifestations during the game, maybe two or three different events: I proceeded to look at the instructions book to verify something and she moved quite close to me to look also. It wasn’t inappropirate, just not likely of her usual self. The high dose of P75 gave me no signs of hostility playing the game, even if I usually end up taking things rather seriously in such a setting.
After the game, the sister-in-law went to the living room with her baby. I was sitting on the couch right in front of her, she was sitting on her knees on the ground and playing with her baby. She bent down towards the baby on several occasions and incidently, I was given a lot of boob crack time. Like I always say, no girl does that without knowing they are showing skin - ever. Even though her body is not totally my type, I can enjoy a nice show and nice attentions from a lady. On one or two occasions, she even went so far down that I could see very deep into her boob crack up to the bra. It’s hard to say, at that point, if everything was put in overdrive by the TUTH or if the MX297 and P75 mix was singlehandedly responsible, but something was definitely up. She eventually got up near the entrance to prepare her baby to leave, once again standing up, but she bent down all the way several time showing that boob crack again.
In retrospect, the MX297 softened the P75 quite well. It allowed me to crack lots of jokes while being the man in the room. And the mix seems to have some effect on the ladies. Not a bad combination.
PRODUCTS:
IJ X 1 to neck (3h00 PM)
Location: On the road, Child daycare
I applied the product rather late in the day. In the morning, I was in a hurry and I took the kids to the child daycare without mones. I noticed a cute substitute ‘teacher’ I had never seen before. A petite early-20s looking lady with many tattoos. I decided to try to hit her with mones later in the day when I’d come back. So I applied the product at the end of the afternoon and hit the road.
I accidently bumped into someone at a stop sign. I basically started rolling but the other person was still there. I got out of the car and the women was a very ugly toothless lady in her late 50s, speaking like a very poorly educated person. I got out of the car to assess the damage on her car bumper. It turned out the bumper was only bruised. On a white car, that’s quite visible though. She told me the other side of her bumper was bruised also, but that could not possibly have been caused by me. She explained that the other damage happened like two weeks ago and that drivers all around seem to just hate her car. She said she’s already scheduled to have the whole thing replaced anyway, she was kinda grateful that I hit her today and not a week later. It’s was just plain weird. She told me to drive safe and she basically verbally waived me from all damage. I told her I was sorry for the impact and left. Did the mones help on this? Who knows. I guess I was genuinely lucky too. On my side, I was not apologetic from the get-go, I was more in a ‘‘let’s assess this’’ mode. so I guess the Jerk acted a bit. Had she tried to pin with the whole damage, I could have been a force of nature. My car had nothing 
.
At the child daycare, I observed subtle effects. The young lady I had seen earlier was no longer there. However, a young blonde one I am familiar with was there. I went to talk to her and get my kid. On my way out, I had a paper to sign with an older women there. The young blonde made not two but three flybys passed me during that time. Nothing else, first time I notice something with solo IJ.
PRODUCTS:
A314 X 3 drops to jaw lines and throat (7h30 AM)
IG X 2 to sides of neck (7h30 AM)
IH (2X strength) X 1 split between top of hands (7h50 AM)
Location: Home
The phone rang and it was for a telephonic job interview following a headhunter’s referral. This was the customer’s HR lady calling. It wasn’t just a shallow conversation like they usually do before they summon you for a real interview (I should say ‘‘invite’’, but hey, I’m the Conjurator!). It was a full lengthy interview right on the phone. That plant is located at a two-hour drive, I guess they thought they’d spare me the drive. That’s ok with me, but I always prefer contact in person because of the mones factor (of course) and personality factor, but I played the game.
I have never seen such an enthusiastic, funny and flirty HR person. She sounded like a lady in her thirties. She was very nice and jolly. Interviews are usually cold and mechanical, especially on the phone. Twenty minutes into the call, I accidently pressed some type of ‘‘mute’’ button on my cell phone screen with my cheek or something. I’m quite ignorant in all things related to cell phones, so I had no clue what happened at the time, I could hear the lady talk but she wasn’t hearing me anymore. She called back, same fricking thing. Three times! Then she tried to call me on my home phone line while I was trying to call her through my home phone line too. I left her a message. I saw later she had left a message too on my phone line.
Story short, I succeeded in calling her back through my home phone line. I apologized for the technical issue but she did not seem mad or cold, she giggled like a teen and said she was overjoyed to finally have the opportunity to talk to me again. She said she had been working hard trying to reach me despite my phone bug, but given the quality of my resume, she would have kept on going ‘‘to borderline harrassment’’ to try and reach me. She giggled all the way. No bullshit, those were the actual words she used. I could easily imagine a wet panty over the line. That’s just crazy. Never heard a HR person say something like that, even for jokes. Just for curiosity, I’d like to see what that lady looks like eventually. It’s not the first phone interview I do, but it was the most agreeable by far.
The subjects of the interview were: my past jobs, my skills, but a large part of the interview was ‘‘what would you do in this real-life situation?’’ regarding management and interactions with union workers. I was very solid, but because of her attitude, I was also a light flirt. I was very transparent with my answer, I’d dare say brutally honest and she seemed to enjoy it all the way. There was one question I had trouble answering, they usually just take notes when this happens, but she insisted on pointing me in the right direction and allowed me to answer afterwards. So funny. We can argue wether this episode was mone-related or not, I know that mones don’t work through the phone, but I am convinced that the self-effects were so strong that the vibes travelled right through the phone line.
Wow awesome and I wear mones for more self effects sometimes than how they effect others. Being an HR lady that is surprising she made some of the comments she made.
I was a Union Stuart for 5 years and TBH it was a pain in the ass. I was always in the office with management over some idiot employee that should be fired and I had to represent them knowing they should lose there job.
Yeah I would say that was the perfect telephone mixí ˝í¸ erone and nol are good self effects on me too
PRODUCTS:
Ammo Summer X 3 to front of neck (9h00 AM) + 1 top-up on the same spot (1h00 PM)
SA Jasmine X 6 inches behind head and sides of neck (9h00 AM)
Location: Young kids oriented theme park
I went to a young kids oriented theme park with my family. It was a very very hot day by this country’s standards. I wore a ‘young’ selection of pheromones because these places are usually filled with student workers and such. This is the highest dose of Ammo Summer I have tried yet. The success of pheromones in the open air is not always optimal. The hits were long to come by, but eventually, I observed a few mild hits… and a great ball of fire.
There were lots of water games and slides in the place. A lady in her 50s was with her sisters and kids. She was talking to the other lady wondering where they could change into their bathing suits. I told her about the cabanas like 10 meters from there. She said something like ‘‘Had you kept your mouth shut, you would have got a nice show of skin’’. She bursted out laughing. She was not attractive, but that was funny nonetheless, so I smiled.
There was a magician show on a stage set in front of a grassy hill were the crowd was sitting down. The girlfriend and kids were sitting at the front of the crowd, but I arrived a bit late, so instead of wiggling my way through a sea of children to get to the front, I opted to stay a bit farther back and look at the show. I was standing up right next to a low rope fence that separated the grassy hill from the small walkway. Three young counselors gathered up right on the other side of that low fence, two girls and a boy, all probably 18-19. The show is like a break time for most counselors because when the daily show starts, everyone is there watching so all other activities are stopped. One of them had chestnut hair, 6/10 was next to a fence other side chatting with her colleagues, she moved two feet back and was maybe one foot from me, she rested against the fence. At one point she put a foot on the lower rope of the fence kinda of sticking that butt cheek out shaking leg. Not overly cute of sexy but kinda cool. She eventually started horsing around with her colleagues, limboing through the fence and such.
Two other counselors, those were responsible for day-camp group of kids, were lying on the grass maybe two feet in front of me with their groups. One of the counselors was a 9/10 blonde with an hyper athletic feminine body and the other was a chubby 6/10 brunette, at first they were sitting with their legs crossed like indians. Like 15 minutes into the show, their behavior changed. The blonde kinda reclined resting on the back of her forearms. She adjusted the upper part of her short up and pulled her blue panty down (actually, it was a large boxer-short type of thing (why would a girl so good looking wear that!?) then she pulled up the short over it again. She pressed her knees together with her feet directed on the outside several times in a rythmic way. She stroke the outside of her tighs a few times. The chubby one was lying on her back, she slowly adjusted her boobs and bra through her T-shirt. Mones usually suck outside for me, but I can’t help think there was something there.
Then came the greatest hit. Inside a small building, there was a room filled with small play balls for kids. I was near my kid outside the ball section. A long-haired redhead mom arrived, not one of the cutest redheads I’ve seen, 4/10 at most, around 28, with tons of freckles. She was average-looking, but sexy nonetheless, I have a serious thing for redheads, so I tend to lose objectivity. She was right next to me for a little while looking at her kid. I made sure to move as much air as I could. She eventually bent down to talk to her kid. Her butt was directed at me. When she got back up, after her kid entered the ball section, she moved back a bit while raising back up, and she energically butt-bumped my hand. She realized she struck something and she turned around, so I looked at her and said: ''Oh, sorry about that, I didn’t realize you were there (for the record, that was BS ) ‘’. She said with a large smile and wide eyes: ‘‘You don’t have to be sorry, it was obviously my fault.’’. I smirked, I looked at her and I kinda pointed her at an ugly lady that was there with my head and eyes and I said: ‘‘I sure am glad it was YOU, actually’’. She smiled, she moved closer and said in a low voice: ‘‘Care if I do it again?’’. Her boyfriend entered the building, she had the reflex to move a pace back, she blushed all the way through and she seemed to try hard to telepathically tell me what was going on. Of course, I figured it out quite fast, I kept my mouth shut and I turned my attention somewhere else. The boyfriend did not notice anything, except probably her blushing; if you’re familiar with very pale redhead girls, you know how red-skinned they can get when they’re embarassed. End of story, but it was getting hot in there. However, it would have been akward fast because my kid was there, so I don’t think I would have pushed things farther even if the boyfriend had not entered the place. Lol.
Ammo Summer might be good around young girls, but also ladies a bit older too, so it seems. One thing sure, it is usable by guys not-so-young without problems. I’ll probably get the large bottle on a next order. My to-go is getting low.
PRODUCTS:
A314 (Rev 32) X 5 drops to jawlines and sides of throat (9h00 AM)
IJ X 0,5 to adam’s apple (9h00 AM)
IG X 2 to sides of neck (9h00 AM)
Tom Ford’s Tobacco Vanille as cover scent X1 spray below adam’s apple (9h00 AM)
Location: Hellhole Corp. Building, MonsterMart
Friday was a peculiar day. The day before I had received a phone call to summon me to an interview with the son of the owner of Hellhole Corp. For those familiar with the older part of my journal, HC is the place I was sacked from several months ago. Of course, the troubles I had there had nothing to do with the owner nor his son, it was caused by little powermongers that prefer to have bootlickers instead of efficient employees working for them. And bootlicker I ain’t. Story short, the guy runs a parallel real estate business. He heard I was an expert to whip things up on construction sites and in getting the job done. That’s bloody well right. So he basically offered me a job as a site manager / supervisor for a resort mega-project he has going. It’s definitely not my dream job, but I’ll definitely look into it. I’m still part-time where I work now… Funny thing, the interview, even if it was for a separate company than Hellhole Corp (at least on paper), was held into the belly of the beast: Hellhole Corp’s main building.
I chose to wear a heavy status mix, the reason was that I wanted to give a ton-of-brick-in-your-face presence should I come across any of the idiots that turned this place into a living hell for me eons ago. That’s a hefty dose of A314, I know. So much in fact, that I could clearly pick up the scent even after a few hours, but the modified akuto is quite pleasing, so I don’t mind. The IJ was used to give me a boost of bluntness, bravado, cockiness and chest-thumping if required, I did not want to overdo it though, so I went for half a spray, IJ can get crazy fast in mixes. I tempered everything down with a double-barrel IG to keep a cold head. The Tobacco Vanille as cover scent was solely to leave an imperial scent trail around and send out a total bigshot vibe. When I arrived, the HR lady did not recognize me at all at once with all the weight loss and shaping up: ‘‘Hello sir, may I help you?’’. I identified myself, she gasped, said I look awesome. There was a DIHL moment, then she smiled and came out from behind her desk to kiss me on both cheeks. She’s in her 40s and not my type, but she was affected. So she took me to the meeting room.
The meeting was only with the HR lady and the owner’s son. He’s around thirty y.o. I have never really dealt with that guy before besides saying ‘‘Hi, how are you?’’, but he doesn’t seem like a bad guy. He came in the room with two sets of blueprints and drawings. He laid them on the table, flipped through them and started showing me the details of the project from the get-go. I was standing up and I put both palms of my hands flat on the table, raising my shoulders. I have to give credit to an old Hankbuddy’s report for this technique, it instantly intimidates people, screams presence and commands respect. I use it from time to time, and if it’s used in the right circumstances, it never fails. Used at the wrong time, it can look corny, though. So the interview went well. I was brutally honest with all my answers and altough I was talking to a guy that’s many times a millionnaire, I was talking to him as an equal and he was talking to me like we were drinking beer. Great stuff that A314. Basically, the ball is in my glove. The job is mine if I want it. I’ll have to make a decision.
On my way out of the Hellhole Corp’s building, I made a point to stop and see Ms. J, a former colleague. Ms. J,. was a star in my older posts, she’s that twenty-something brunette, a bit chubby, but very very cute with incredible eyes, I used her a lot as a test subject during my first months of mones testing. When I arrived on the production floor, she was busy chatting with her boss (Mrs. M) and one of her male colleagues (Mr. M). Usually, I’m the the type of guy that won’t disturb an ongoing conversation, but will politely wait for it to calm down before coming in. This time, screw that, I came from behind them all and I was loud: ‘Wow, ain’t that a nice bunch of old-timers right here? Long time no see, people!’‘. It wasn’t rude, just very direct, jolly but definitely compelling for them in a way. The first one to recognize me was Mr. M. The second one was Ms. J, she had to pinch herself about thirty seconds before accepting it was me and she went: ‘‘Oh my god, wow, look at you! It can’t be. I’m just speechless right now!!’’. Her eyes became starry as the night’s sky and she glanced at me several times from hair to shoes while giggling. She indeed was hit by a truck. The third person, Mrs. M. did not recognize me AT ALL. Even after Ms. J’s reaction. She said ‘I don’t know you, sir… my name is M, pleased to meet you’’. I’m like ‘Hey M, if you did not get to know me after all the time I’ve spent in your office asking for PO’s, then all hope is gone… So I’ll introduce myself… Conjurator here!’‘. She’s like ‘Nooo waaaay! My gawd! I would never have recognized you! You look mawvelous’’. I kissed both J and M on the cheeks and firmly shook M’s hand. When I kissed Ms. J, I did briefly put a hand between her shoulder blades like an expert casanova, she didn’t move back.
Altough I had interrupted their discussion, they looked happy I stopped by to have a chat with them. The intimidation factor was not there that much, it was replaced by crazy screaming presence, the fact I was so jolly probably helped on this. I was confident, funny and upbeat compared to the depressing final weeks I spent in this company months ago. The IJ and A314 helped me care less about the fact they were talking among themselves already, not in an agressive way, more in a go-getter way. I felt entitled to be seen and heard right now. That mix made me THE man of the building. Mr. M was happy to see me but he seemed a bit sad and nostalgic also, which is weird, I have been around that guy a few times, but I didn’t know I made such an impression on him. Thing is, I try to treat everyone with respect, be them bosses, janitors, clerks or accountants. Maybe the other project managers are treating Mr. M like dirt since I left, that’s a possibility. He’s in charge of moving material and equipment around the production floor, not the most glamorous job around, but I don’t care about such things, he’s a nice and funny guy.
Ms J. was looking at me with very small dreamy eyes, not closed , but not opened much. She did one or two lower lip self-bites with the upper teeth, in ladies, that’s generally a strong sexual sign. She would talk to me and open them wide in a short burst then make them small again. Total fricking IOI in my book. Her underwear may -repeat- may have become wet on this. I was quite comfortable at that thought. If I’m not mistaken, her eyes and lips were basically telling me that I suddenly earned the title of plausible fuck material as far as she’s concerned. Needless to say, I had observed nice IOIs from her in then past, but this time it was raw and strong. And it was a fucking sweet feeling. Had I known I’d get that, I would have added a tad of P96 before meeting her, but still, I think I’ve tattooed her brain all the way today. I have that girl in my Facebook already, I’ll look out for fall-outs. Who knows. After chatting five minutes with my three ex-colleagues, I kissed the ladies goodbye, shook M’s hand again and wished them all godspeed. This time, I put my hand behind J’s neck before kissing her cheeks. Once again, she seemed to enjoy. Before leaving, I winked at Ms. J. and smiled. She so made my day. Of course, physical changes and weight loss also added to the general wow factor, but the mones definitely helped too.
I went to the other end of the production floor and there were Mr. R and Mr. F. Once again, both guys were busy in active discussion and in the middle of a hose test. I came barging in with a joke like I did with the others, something like: ‘‘Har, these things never work, but you keep trying, don’t you?’’. Mr. R is the production foreman, a very nice guy that never could understand why I was sacked. He recognized me instantly but he was shocked too, it was ‘‘I’ll be damned, it’s Conjurator!’’. Mr. F was the guy I was sure he’d be next to be picked on and sacked. He’s still there, but he looked exhausted. So I think the process is undergoing. I had met Mr. F like halfway through my weight loss so he seemed to notice further progress, but it came as less of a shock to him. Both guys were glad I stopped to talk to them to. I headed to the exit of the building, because, in a way, I wasn’t supposed to be there but I didn’t give a frock about that .
I stopped by the MonsterMart. You know, the kind of place where you can buy a four-kilos pot of ketchup (lol). I needed a few supplies. I got a bit impatient with people moving slow like zombies in the aisles with their ridiculously oversized carts. I did not observe any blatant hits, but it was very very easy for me giving around killer looks to ladies in the huge crowd.
At home, kids were very well-behaved at home and I played a lot with them.
That was a nice mix all in all.
I nearly choked on my morning coffee when I read you used IJ with IG. Some day I’ll need to experiment with IJ. Alas, my social interactions is so sporadic that I have to be mindful about making the most of them.
Very good report.
Wow that was insane 5 drops with IJ you just commanded and ran everything like a boss great report.
PRODUCTS:
A314 X 4 drops to jaw lines and throat (8h30 AM)
IG X 2 to sides of neck (8h30 AM)
P96 (12.5 mcg / spray) X 1 split between hands along base of the thumbs (10h00 AM)
IH (2X strength) X 1 split between the ‘karate chop’ part of the hands (10h00 AM)
Location: Job interview
Got yet another phone call from a headhunter yesterday. He had a job in mind for me that could be quite interesting career-wise. He summoned me for an interview. Knowing how slow and sluggish things can be with headhunters, I suggested that the interview be held the very next day, this was my hope to get this over with quick and to get the recruiting process going with his customer ASAP if I did prove myself to be an interesting candidate. The guy sounded in his early thirties, quite young for that kind of position but hey, I figured I’d give him a chance. Besides, his customer is a company I have had in my scope for quite some time but which has a very cold, remote and dehumanized job application process, basically a website with a form to fill, no humans to contact, I hate that. So I figured a headhunter could give me a boost and help with drawing the customer’s attention toward me.
The interview was at a 45 minutes drive and I arrived 10 minutes before due time. I had applied A314 and IG before leaving home. I brought a few bottles along because I was not yet sure of the final mix I wanted. Upon arrival, I added some P96 and IH to my hands. A314/IG/IH has somehow become my standard interview and job mix. I’m very comfortable with it. The P96 I added was to try and create some kind of emotional bonding so that the guy would actually care landing me that job. I added P96 to the hands for obvious reasons: limit the self-effects and hit him right in the face with it. I made sure to get outside the car to apply this so that I did not catch a dose in the enclosed space. I chose the part of the hand along the small finger for the IH so that it still would be far from my nose even if I accidentally touched my face.
I was greeted by the interviewer right when I entered the lobby, which is good because they don’t have a receptionist. He handed me the usual reference papers to fill and he got out of the room maybe five minutes. He came back and the interview started. He was indeed looking like early thirties with a bit discheveled and unkempt looking haircut and beard. At the start of the interview, he was poker faced, quite cold and mechanical. So it was the usual: my former job experiences, my skills, etc. As usual, I was brutally honest with my answers to all questions. He kinda grinned (in a good way) to a few answers which I interpreted as reactions to good answers. I explained some of the things that happened at Hellhole Corp and some other jobs I had and he seemed quite empathetic to some of the ordeals I had. He agreed that those kind of circumstances can easily justifiy switching jobs. I attribute that empathy to P96. I told him I was interested in management positions given the experience I have and the kind of personnality I have, he agreed big time, he said he’d see with his customer if there are other positions available as well, that was probably helped by A314 and IG, but this time again P96 was shining through and a hint of IH reaction, too, because that kind of guy will usually keep those comments to himself and ask the customer in a stealth way without you knowing about it. The guy looked charmed to some extent, at the end of the interview, gone was the poker face and he was talking, commenting and laughing a lot.
In a mild cocky way, I told him that the experience I have had yet with headhunters is that they call you in, they get really interested, then you don’t get news and you have to run for info. This was a bit risky because I was basically attacking what he does for a living. But his reaction was great, he said, he’s aware that most headhunters do that and that it’s sad. He kinda vowed to give me news fast and keep me informed even if he is waiting for info on his side. He told me he’d transfer my application right to the customer the moment I leave and that I would have news probably monday.
Then he spontaneoulsy spilled some beans that a headhunter would never spill. He told me all about two candidates he sent there for an interview for the same position. Both were failures. The first one was a foreign guy who did not have the credentials to lawfully be part of the ‘profession’ in this country and possessed too little experience. The second candidate was a young lady that told the customer she had to be home at 4PM each day even though she was told beforehand by the headhunter that this a job with lots of travel and that she would frequently be away for periods of several days straight, I figured if those two idiots got to the interview, hell will freeze over if I’m not called soon. Any headhunter will never give information about other candidates, or the number of candidates there are, this way they keep an advantage and somehow have more power over you. He showed me all his cards, so I was in control. I was the only plausible candidate in the place, a definite ‘Ben Obi Wan Kenobi, you’re our last hope’ feel. I even got him, without directly asking, to blurt out the name of the male candidate. It was borderline an ethical offense for him to tell me for reasons of professional secrecy, but hey, he broke the protocol right there and he told me the name of the guy, the country he was from and all. I just couldn’t believe my ears. He even told me that he felt let down by the lady candidate and those kind of feelings are uncommon things to share for headhunters too.
When I arrived home, he had already emailed me, telling me he was told that the HR lady on the customer’s side was on vacation and was due back monday, so he’d contact me back monday. I appreciated the instant feedback. After all, he had promised to do so. So the imprint acted even after I was gone and that’s good news.
The mix was dynamite for interview purposes. The addition of P96 was very judicious and I’ll sure do it again. I have rarely used P96 around men yet, even less in a professional setting, but it seems to work just fine.
Very good report. Ive used IG with A314. The addition of p96 and IH seems to add an extra dimension of servitude. They seem to soften IG and A314 in a very nice and respectful way. I’ll definitely try this combo out.
Nice! Hopefully you’ll get the job, if that hasn’t already happened.
I’ve work IG+IH to job interviews before, and my results were usually meh: I got pleasant treatment, but nothing I wouldn’t get normally. With A314+IShine, results were a little better: the recruiter or interviewer acted very friendly and helpful, more than usual.
What’s the actual benefit in combining A314 and IG? Don’t them both contain androsterone? And what are OD symptoms does it have?
A314 and IG is one of my favorite daily combo in a work or professional setting. A314 gives the leadership, the assertivity and the respect while IG helps me remain stonecold with emotions, I call IG my oak tree product. I cannot get angry wearing IG, mildly irritated maybe, but never angry. It also helps influence people because of the added gentleman ‘i.e. good man’ vibe. With IH geared away from self effects (i.e. hands, wrists), it helps others trust you and bond with you, plus they speak a lot what’s on their mind, so you always have the advantage of the ice. During an interview, for instance, the persons will express all doubts that they would usually keep to themselves, it lets you reassure them instead of letting them internally and silently come up with their own conclusion. I just hate that when they scribble the paper without saying anything but ‘‘hm’’. I have tried an interview with Ishine in it a while back and it wasn’t bad, it was more laid back and relaxed. I might retry a dab of that in the near future. I got feedback from that same headhunter today, his customer wants to meet me, so I’ll get to experiment further during a more technical interview.
I have never OD’ed with A314 nor IG. I have worn up to 5.5 drops of A314 rev 32 without trouble. And have emptied accidentally a to-go bottle of IG in a pocket. Not on the same day, luckily, but I have never od’ed on either and I often wear 4 drops A314 with 2 sprays of IG (1X strength) without any issue and with nice results.
PRODUCTS:
A314 (Rev 32) X 2 drops to throat (8h30 AM)
A314 (Royale V1) X 2 drops elsewhere to throat (8h30 AM)
IG X 2 to each side of neck (8h30 AM)
P96 (12.5 mcg/spray) X 2, one on each hand near the base of thumbs (8h30 AM)
IH (2X strength) X 2, one on each hand on the karate-chop part (9h20 AM)
Location: Job interview, home
I got yet another job interview. That was for a technical job in the public sector (i.e. a ministry). I had subscribed to the long and harsh process several months ago, I had to go through some tests, exams, questionnaires and things like that. I never really thought that would lead somewhere, but I was contacted for an interview thanks to this. The interview was taking place at a ten minutes drive from my home.
I had serious reasons to believe that I would meet two interviewers and that both of them would be women. I found that out by looking at the email invitation that their secretary had sent to me, it was CC’ed to two email adresses bearing female names. I looked up one of them on that-well-known-professional-networking-site and I saw that the lady was somewhere in the 35-40 zone, a brunette, slim with long hair and not looking bad actually, 5/10. The other one, had no picture, but based on her name, I guessed she was in the 24-30 zone. Of course, I used that key information to come up with a mix that would hit hard. After the recent success I’ve had with a similar mix with a male interviewer, I decided to push it further with female interviewers. I’ll comment later on why I have chosen these products and ratios. One must note that it was the first time I actually mixed A314 Rev 32 and A314 Royale V1.
So I arrived on site like 10 minutes before the scheduled interview and as I always do, I waited until I had arrived in the parking to spray the IH, outside the car, on my hands. I choose that method of application always for the same reason, to avoid self-effects and not be shot in the foot by concentrated fumes in the enclosed space of the car. I was using 2 sprays of IH 2X strength this time, one on the karate-chop part of each hand. All other products had been applied before leaving home, including the P96 on the base of thumbs. I was well dressed and feeling very confident.
I came up to the front door outside and some random guy opened the door for me from the inside. He had nothing to do with the interview or anything, but he said: ‘‘Are you here for the interview sir? Please be seated, I’ll notify the person in charge’’. Good thing the guy was there, they have no receptionnist, the door is kept closed and locked and I was told later that I would have had a hard time getting in because they are a bit disorganized in the field of welcoming visitors. Good thing I did not get to be that dork outside that nobody lets in, haha. So, the secretary who sent me the appointment came and greeted me, she was a lady around 55, unattractive, but I didn’t care much for her, she was not the point of my visit. She asked me to follow her down the corridor to the meeting room. On the way there, the place is set like a beehive of work cubicles. I came face to face with a tall redhead female employee that was coming in to work, around 30, maybe 5/10, but hey, she’s a redhead, so my beer-like goggles can easily see a 7/10 out of her. I couldn’t help but smile to her and say hi. She smiled and entered her cubicle. I must have left a bloody trail of cloud in that small aisle with all I was wearing (lol). I even forgot to add a cover scent. I’d say the Royale V1 scent was predominant which is not a bad thing, it’s great.
I was brought in the meeting room and had been told by the secretary, before she left, that the interviewers would be there shortly. I visualized mentally the lady on the picture to be prepared to be a light flirt the moment I see her. However, I was sad to see that the table in the meeting room was fricking huge. It’s one of those oval tables, two-feet deep, hollowed-out in the middle, looking like a miniature olympic track and field with a damn Hogwart’s courtyard in the middle. Trouble is, there was going to be approximately an 8-feet distance between me and the interviewers. So I made the most of my time alone in the room, I hovered around, made sure to touch each of the interviewers chairs with my product-laced hands. And I pumped my shirt like crazy a few times. I finally sat down at my designated seat and waited for them.
Three persons entered the room. The first one, the lady on the pic (Lady #1), walked all the way around the olympic-size table to greet me and shake my hand. She had a large smile, just like on the pic. Seems like her natural mode. This was probably going to be my only chance in a while to get her into my cloud, so I made a prolonged handshake. The kind of handshake where you take the person’s hand, and before actually shaking, you engage conversation to gain time and then finish the shake a few seconds later. It seemed to work, she had very wide eyes all the time she was near me, nothing DIHL, but definitely not a bored look. She introduced herself as being the regional director. A man (Man #1) was among the three persons. He was in his 60s with grey hair, very slim, who looked like a sympathetic lawyer or something. Man #1 was the second one to make the journey on my side to shake my hand. I made the same kind of manoeuver with the handshake. I think I repeated his name and asked was his title was. It turned out he was also a regional director for the same ministry, but in a contiguous geographic region. The second lady (Lady #2) was the other lady whose name was CC’ed in the appointment email. She came all the way around the table too. She was probably 28, I’d say, with dark blonde hair and looking very cute, actually, I’d say 8/10. She has the same type of position I was being interviewed for… a direct future colleague, in a way. I thought: ‘‘I sure have seen worse looking colleagues than this one’’ ! I gave a more delicate handshake. I made my best to give her the look. She had very wide open eyes, but not in a naive way like her boss, she looked more like compelled or fascinated. I’d dare compare that to DIHL. She did not take her eyes off me when she came around the table, when she introduced herself and shook my hand and when she went back. She easily could have bumped into a chair or something on her way. I’ll admit I was a bit aroused by this. The others did not seem to notice she was fixated on me. So they sat down.
The interview was to be in three parts: skills/past jobs summary, real-life situations what-would-you-do’s and a twenty minutes written essay to do in private at the end (is this the fricking Breakfast Club or what?). I won’t bore you to death with the usual questions and answers, let’s just note a few highlights. Lady #1 was very jolly and smily during all the interview. There were lots of eye contact from her, but always appropriate. I’ll confess that one thing I find akward when meeting more than one interviewer is who do I look and when. I don’t want to look like a dumb panning security camera… When there are three interviewers, man, that’s even weirder. Of course, I probably naturally tended to look more at the good-looking ladies, but I gave a few glances to the man also and when I was answering his questions, I made sure to look mainly at him to balance things out. The problem I had was that the two ladies were wearing skirts (out of all things) and thanks to the layout of the table, I had a nice distracting view, on both of them. Lady #1 was sitting with her legs very closed in a self-conscious way, she had nice legs but it looked professional. Lady #2 on the other hand had her legs partially opened half of the time and the rest of time she had a leg resting on her opposite thigh and I could see quite far up her leg. She’s a nice lady, I tell you. I noticed lady#2 had a damn hard time taking her eyes off me either when I was talking, listening, or looking at the others, I believe that was strong DIHL. She asked very few questions, maybe one or two. Those were my favorites because it let me delve deep into her gaze to answer, I was very wordy answering THOSE questions to gaze longer. When you finish answering someone’s question, the person will normally nonverbally go like ‘oh yeah’, ‘good’ or ‘hm hm’ and lower the eyes, take notes on the sheet of paper, things like that. She just went on gazing hard like I was going to have to snap my fingers to shake her out of it or something. That young lady was hit damn hard, don’t think it was a HBT (i.e. hit by a truck) because of her wide eyes, but all I can say, she was hit way much harder than her female boss. Man #1 was just being jolly and nice, he came up with a few trick questions, but I was good at answering them. Regarding real-life situation questions, I nailed them. They told me they had three other candidates to meet and that I would have news quite fast.
Before they left, Lady #1 came once again all the way around the table to shake my hand. So did Man #1. They both left saying they’d let Lady #2 tell me about the essay I had to write. Lady #2 then made the long winding trip around the table to shake my hand. I gave her a strange dual handshake that I spontaneously came up with. I did put my left hand outside her right hand and I then put my right hand inside her right hand. This should be in the textbook of flirty professional handshakes. The current flowed right through her, I swear she stopped breathing for five seconds. Instant wet panty, 98% certainty. She had that deer look again, I don’t think she blinked her eyes for the whole minute we were alone in the room. Yes, I hear you think, this might backfire. Thing is, the second I’m out of there, the lady boss will go see her and ask: ‘‘Would you get along with that guy?’’. And the closer to ‘‘Fuck yeah!’’ is her answer, the more chance I have to land the job. Time will tell if my strategy will pay in spades. She told me that the subject of the essay was on the sheet and specified that the goal was to see my writing skills more than the contents. Good thing, because the subject was pure philosophy. ‘‘Describe your greatest pride.’’. Geez. I came up with something and made sure to achieve perfect grammar and syntax, I used a few thesaurus words along the way. My graphology is terrible, so I made extra efforts to be readable.
Sadly, it was the secretary who came back 20 minutes later to pick up the sheet and escort me out of the building. I had not the chance to see Lady#2 again, but that was not her call. The secretary just told me that Lady #1 had asked her, on her way out of the room, to get the sheet in twenty minutes time, so nothing to do with Lady #2…
To summarize the suspected effects of the mix. A314 Rev 32 made me take the lead of the interview on at least three occasions, when I realized this, I politely passed the puck back. IG made me very solid to difficult questions, helped me come out as an experienced and solid guy. A314 Royale V1 did what it does best, helped me mesmerize an unsuspecting damzel and imprint myself in her mind. P96, I wish, will make lady #1 and #2 want me in, with a stronger final imprint on #2. The IH helped me know how many candidates there are (you’re usually never told that) and helped me learn from the get-go that the ‘temporary job’ was to become automatically a permanent job after the first year. Lady #1 added that it’s usually a secret, though, but added she did not mind telling me that. I guess that’s the HR’s professional equivalent of spreading one’s legs .
Something I have noticed, now that I am experienced with Rev 32, Royale V1 seems somewhat less viscous (i.e. a bit more runny) than Rev 32, so the technique to get drops has to be adapted accordingly, but it’s no big deal.
At home, my girlfriend was very cuddly. She gave me lots of spontaneous hugs. I had not worn A314 Royale V1 for a long time around her and I’ll remind you that she was just crazy about the scent. She took whiffs in my neck. She did not comment, but she seemed happy to get that smell back. I spent a very nice afternoon and evening with my boys, they were very affectionate and they were looking for my attention in a good way.
A female neighbor in her late 30s came knocking at the door, she wanted to talk with my girlfriend. As I opened the door, she made a strange surprised laugh and seemed wowed. She is not usually that energic and enthusiastic. Whatever cloud knocked her in the face, it was potent. I know that lady to be very impassible, usually. Think of Homer’s sister-in-laws talking… She was like a bubbly college girl now.
Quick update:
Ministry’s Lady #1 from my last post (353) called me up yesterday to schedule a second interview.
She said she wouldn’t mind to meet me after hours. So funny.
So I’ll see her tomorrow around 6 PM.
Still considering what I’ll put on this time.
Maybe the same mix after all. It was serious dynamite.
Go get her, Conj! Err… the job! The job!.
INTERVIEW DAY PART 1:
PRODUCTS:
A314 (Rev32) (8h00 AM)
Location: At home, outside, enjoying the sun on my back porch
This morning I had a phone interview. That was the spinoff from the interview I had in post #349 with that young male headhunter / interviewer. I was glad that my name had been efficiently transferred to this customer. That’s a dreamjob, so I have high hopes for this. Basically, the place is located at a 50 minutes drive from my home, so they wanted to start out with a phone interview to see if it was worth it for them to summon me in person. On the phone, there were two ladies: an HR person and a technical supervisor, I’d say, both of them were in the 40-45 zone. Coincidentially, one of them happens to live on the street right next to mine. That’s nice to know because it’s a great eventual car pooling opportunity considering the distance to drive every day.
I wore only 2 drops of A314 Rev32 for that phone call because I knew I was having a second interview later in day with the ministry’s lady of post #353. I would wait until later in the day to put on an afternoon fresh mix for that second interview and not waste too many product through the phone line on this first interview. This made me realize, however, that I rarely go with A314 solo, so I’ll do a bit of reporting with just that. I was very, very agile with speech. I took control of the interview again, on two occasions. I know when and how to give the control back, but I am a natural on this when using A314. This is a repeating consistent effect and it’s confirmed being due to A314, because I had no other product on this time.
I was speaking in a very calm and assertive way being very wysiwyg (i.e. what you see is what you get) and natural. This caused them to ask me if I was considering a management level job. The job I applied for is technical, right now, but hey, I’d like that too. Halfway through my job summary, one of the ladies stops me to say me that my resume is quite impressive experience-wise already and that we can move to the next segment. I felt flattered.
A314 let me drop a few jokes through the interview, but the kind of jokes you drop in a stealth way, without showing your joking… It seemed to work, they laughed out loud each time causing 5-10 seconds classroom-type disruptions. My experience on this planet tells me that a lady laughing heartily is always a good sign, be it in a personal, social or professional context… two ladies laughing heartily in unison is even better. So they seemed quite interested and they told me they’d like to meet me in person. Of course. And I would have prefered it that way to start with. So, the big day is monday. I’ll see what I’ll try to wear.
INTERVIEW DAY PART 2 :
PRODUCTS:
(Unwashed A314 (Rev 32) leftover from the morning)
A314 (Rev32) X 1 new drop split around throat (4h00 PM)
A314 (Royale V1) X 2 drops on other spots of throat (4h00 PM)
P96 (12.5 mcg/spray) X 2 on hands near the base of thumbs (4h00 PM)
YSL La Nuit de l’Homme as cover scent X 3 dabs to jawlines (4h00 PM)
Around 6 PM, I had that second interview of the day, in person, with the Ministry Lady I refered to as Lady #1 in post #353. This time, the meeting was held in a building downtown. I applied all products, but damn, I forgot my IH at home, so I could not add it upon exiting the car as I’ve done a lot recently. I had to do without the old trusty IH. I arrived in this vast cemetary of work cubicles which was practically empty of people at this hour. Lady #1 comes and greet me, she’s all smile and very upbeat, We took place in a very small office which is good for cloud concentration. She told me that I am one of two interesting candidates, that she has a preference for me, but that she wanted to validate a few things. She asked me questions to which I answered. I turned a lot of them into jokes, she laughed loud, showing all-teeth, so she seemed to enjoy herself.
Then she told me I was to do a test. A simulated case study / recommendations and so on in 20 minutes. The documents to read are huge for the time allowed. So I did my best, as I was writing, I found more and more info. At the end, I had all the info, but was almost out of time to write everything down. So she comes back laughing: ‘‘That was quick, eh?’’. I’m like: ‘‘Yes, I was barely starting to see the whole picture, let alone write about it’’. She said ‘‘I know, the time I gave you was manic for this task, I’m aware of that’’. So I basically told her verbally what I had observed and so on. She was impressed to see I had singled out all that information and understood it. So I kinda passed the test. She even told me that Lady #2, the cute maybe-future-colleague, had told her it was insane to ask me to do that in 20 minutes. It was sad that the lady #2 was not there though . She told me I’d have news quite fast wether if I get the job. Again, not my dream job, but it’d be full time (not part-time like I have now) and in a place full of women (I work with two guys now). I might settle with that until I access the dream job above if I get an offer. I tell you guys, in both of these places, I’d test like crazy. Lots of ladies at the ministry and at the plant, too .
La Nuit de l’Homme was a great cover scent with all of this, by the way. Marvelous.
I am totally interested in this combining of the 2 A314’s I don’t have any other versions, but it would be like 2 super forces coming together and if dialed in, I bet would be killer. Great work man!!! I have not seen 1 report combining them and that would be like a mix I would use with the P96.