Scary report at BJ's wholesale club... Cheerleaders and Moms!

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Alright. Sorry I have been away for a few days. Been busy handling my bidness that the pheromones have been bringing my way… I am so sore… But that’s another story altogether.

I had a photo shoot on Sunday, and, unfortunately, wifey’s new female friend couldn’t make it due to family drama of her own, but that’s fine. The photo shoot was a pro shoot and monkey business might not have been conducive to the work environment.

Anyhoo.

So, I am going into BJ’s wholesale club, which is like this giant warehouse store, Saturday, the day before the shoot, to pic up finger foods and such to feed the models and my most excellent crew. (Crew is comprised of wifey, my two guy friends who have done the A314 PACK experiment with me.)

My style is best described as business casual meets rock and roll. I like to wear nice dress shirts, nice shoes, but I do my hair all sexay, I always have a few days worth of stubble, a goatee, and wear all sorts of bands, jewelry, chains etc, and such.
Before going, I put on one drop of A314, two shots of spaceland to my wrists or neck, I don’t remember which, and one shot of IS and one shot of Ammo. I forget where I sprayed them..

So as I am walking around the crowded store, women are just eye balling me. I am looking better lately, since I am working out, but this was just.. Again, the body language is so completely different to what I have received in the past that it is screaming in its subtly.

I had one pretty cougar type lady ask me for advice on what rug I thought was prettier. Hair twirls and aggressive lip curling smiles.

There was one moderately attractive red head who bumped her cart into mine. She apologized, but then wanted to talk with me and she pushed her cart side by side with me and followed me around a bit, and we had a nice vapid conversation about nothing, but she was pleasant.

I noticed a few teen females glancing at me but none approached.

There were plenty of minor hits, but I was more focused on getting my groceries than observation, I was a little short on time.

I got to check out, and it is busy as heck. I bought an Ed Hurley shirt while I was there, and the cashier lady perked up. She was a pretty girl, young, and smiled alot. She started talking to me about how those shirts can be sold on Ebay for more money or something.

She asked me what I do for a living and I told her I take pictures of pretty girls, and she blushed. She then asked me about my camera, and to my surprise she was pretty educated about it. There was a line of like 5 people behind me, it was a busy day. She kept talking to me after we were done, and wouldn’t let me leave, even though I was pushing my cart away, she just kinda followed me a bit, talking while the customers behind me grew irritated at her flirtations.

I noticed that odd smile, like its an almost involuntary lip curl at the corners of the mouth, baring teeth. It was a genuine smile, but there is something about it that is rather unsettling.

So I am leaving, and at the exit there is a table set up with about 20 cheerleaders and maybe 5 or so moms doing a bake sale of some sort to raise money for whatever it is they do.

This next part is surreal.

Immediately, I was pounced upon with their sales pitch.. Please donate., etc., etc. I fished out a fiver from my wallet and handed it over and kept trying to move on.. But they began to insist I take a brownie.

I relented, still trying to hurry. Now, what I am trying to relay happened quickly, and blurry, but here goes.

I took the offered brownie, and then one pretty young thing offered me a second one. The next thing I know, I am surrounded in a half moon by cheereleaders and their moms. And all of them were doing that weird involuntary smile thing. The body language… Again.. WOW.

I was overwhelmed. My body reacted and I felt a certain headiness, a giddiness as they all batted eyes at me, and were hair twirling, etc. They acted like I was a rock star who had just given them a few hundred bucks..

"Here, take a cookie! " “Here, how about a lemon bar?” They kept offering me things, they even tried to give me a cake.

I entered a peculiar gnosis, where suddenly the body language of all these people just sort of sent a wordless knowledge into my mind. I was alpha male, here was a pack of women picking up on it. It was so out of the realm of my own experience that I had no idea what to do, so I just grinned, blushed like an idiot…

I had already given them the money, and yet they were still wanting to talk to me, large, broad grins! There were other people piling out of the store they could be harrassing for money, but they were all focused on me.

The moms were insistent, wanted to give me a whole cake, and they kept putting goodies in my cart. I mean, it was ridiculous. I had to tell them to please stop..

“We don’t want it to go to waste,” said this really cute brunette..

“But I don’t want it to end up on MY waist,” was my reply. They all acted and laughed as if it was the funniest thing they had ever heard in their entire life. Then the physical contact began. One of the moms put her hand on my shoulder and was guiding me back to the table, wanting to give me more brownies. A cheerleader took my hand and grabbed my cart and tried to physically aim the cart back in the direction of the table.

All those eyes upon me, all those smiles, and all those pretty girls displaying body language like that. It was too much! I still can’t process all the details, I just know it was DIFFERENT.

I eventually untangled myself and went home, smiling like an idiot, feeling like a slight perv, and ran home to tell my wife. She thought it was hilarious and we talked about it.

WOW. WOW. WOW…

I am a friendly person. I smile easily and have what is called an “expressive” face. I have been told I have a winning smile and I guess I am not that bad looking. I have always carried myself well, and I can talk with anybody. I am guessing that this natural stuff is just being pushed into overdrive with the pheromones.

This is CRRRRRAAAAAAAAAZY. I am learning so much about human behavior.

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Great report! Very surreal when things like that happen, but after the fact you have to just smile about it. :slight_smile:

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Smile? LOL.. I am STILL smiling.

These tools are helping me to realize the only obstacle to myself is my own attitude.

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Seriously? That’s pretty weird.

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That … is … a … very … P O W E R F U L … -mone! :wink:

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Agreed. I think your great success so far is not just because of the pheromones, but probably the majority being all you. The change that it has given you, the courage to act different perhaps even more social. And as you mentioned, your attitude. So credit yourself a bit, and be glad that some of it is because of you.

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:open_mouth: Look at the tags…“cheerleaders”, “wholesale” and “bj”. :smiley:

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Thanks gang.. Well, I am outgoing already. I perform spoken word poetry pretty regularly that has an occult flare to it at local coffee shops and big art venues… I guess I am somewhat of a magnetic personality already. I mean, as much as I have performed, I am the guy that panics like crazy, performs, and the goes back to the panic mode… I dunno, I guess I am an oxymoron. See, my close friends and my wife, they see me as someone who I can’t imagine myself to be. Maybe its insecurity, maybe its just psychobabble.

In social setting, I have felt I needed a boost recently, and that’s partly how I got interested in mones. I have never had trouble performing, or doing sales, or… I dunno.

My wife says I sell myself short and that I already am a “people person,” but I have suffered a real hit to my confidence in the last few years due to circumstances beyond our control. She is constantly encouraging me, and so are my friends. I dunno, I think its an internal dialogue thing for me. Something broke and I guess I can’t see the same stuff she and all my friends see. Maybe I am finally starting to believe it, maybe the mones are just pushing me over the edge so I can actually enjoy the status they say I have.

I was once told by a psychology professor that this constant social anxiety and weirdness I have inside me is what makes me a great performer and a people person. Maybe a victim of my own success?

All I know is that pheromones are helping me understand the internal workings of my own mind. I always do the right thing and people like me, but I am often filled with self doubt. Since I am using the pheromones, that is going away…

But its not just put a drop on and I am instantly cured. They alter my own internal workings just enough to understand the mechanisms of how I think…

A friend told me once.. When you look in the mirror, you see both the greatest god and the worst devil… Hrmmmmm…

Know thyself, I guess. All battles are won from within.

Its late and I am making no sense.

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Totally, I’m the same way with social anxiety and the like. However, pheromones have helped me become a better social person. With me it’s high -none levels that do the trick for me for some reason, A314 as well.

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“Nervousness is simply joy waiting to be unleashed” -Book of dialate, chapter 153

The way I’ve been looking at social anxiety recently is that to a certain extent, I become the people around me, I take on their modes of thinking and thereby have some vaguely liminal access to the worst criticisms and best accolades that could be rolling around in their heads.

I hate criticism, and I hate complements even more, so this aspect of life sucks! Meditation or trying to calm down just makes it worse because those things make you more open :smiley:

So I found one way to “eat” it…the heart center is fiery like a furnace, anything put in it kind of burns up and amplifies your own being. So any negative shit I mentally direct to my heart-fire, and I end up simply acknowledging it and accepting it, and it goes away. Or if I feel like I notice something icky but I can’t deal, I just say a short prayer for them, like “lord give them strength” or “lord send them love”.

Being in crowds is still quite tiring, but for now, quite enjoyable

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Wow…amazing!

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Mikotorocks wrote:

I find hte same things. -none gives me a kick up the bum to get louder and more “just do it” aggressive. Not hitting people aggressive, but risk-taking aggressive. And -rone seems to increase my tension tolerance level.

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Oh, my God, this must be one of the funniest things I’ve read recently.
I was trying to imagine the scene and was laughing my a** off.:smiley:
Way to go man.

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Well, these are girls I would never consider approaching, they were high schoolers and simply way too young. Its not a question of morals, it is simply not my thing. That being said, it was kinda hilarious. I mean, it was like dropping a nerd into a booth babe convention…

I was embarrassed, empowered, and confused. The display of body language aimed at me was just something completely new to me, and I don’t have the experience to know how to respond appropriately. I was red faced and scampering off…

My wife said the next time something like this happens, just summon the image of The Fonz in my mind and play it off that way. LMAO.

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It is interesting to note that pheromones are not supposed to create attraction in others, but to magnify what is already there so that they are more likely to act on it.

Just imagine…all those women and girls thought you were attractive enough to man-handle in the store. Maybe that was the pheros talking, but it was very likely there before hand. There pheros just turned up the volume.

Betcha never thought of yourself that way, but maybe it’s time you did. :slight_smile:

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You are making me blush. LOL.

I still wonder to this day how I managed to land such and amazing, gorgeous, intelligent wife. She tells me I don’t give me enough credit, and so do my guy friends.

I strive to be the person they perceive me to be. This isn’t any sort of false modesty, this is true admission of an insecurity. Never thought of myself as handsome, or hot… I don’t know, I guess I just don’t see myself as “That Guy.”

Right now, I have a super hot wife, and a sexy potential girlfriend (wife is completely on board, its her potential gf, too.) And yet, I have a hard time seeing myself as that guy.

Somehow, maybe I feel inside that I just don’t want to say “Oh, I am such a catch” because, if I do, then it won’t be genuine. I am someone who genuinely, truly enjoys the company of others… Maybe I just have “Tall Poppy” syndrome.

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Confidence is attractive.
Cockiness is not.
Humility is the difference between the two.

So there you go… :slight_smile:

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LOL… funny you should put it this way.

right now, two guy friends are researching books on Chivalry. Not as any sort of set of actions to acquire chicks, but as part of our spiritual quest.

It seems that the chivalric man understood this difference. Maybe that’s part of my problem. I’ve never wanted to be the jerk, and so I assumed that if I take on the role that I secretly desire, that it will make me into a jerk… So, to CHIVALRY!

What’s funny is I was outright blushing and absolutely obviously embarrassed by the attention I was getting. The More I blushed, the more flirty this gaggle of girls became.

I am a sap that believes in Romance and Chivalric values, and still open the door for my wife, and still offer a lady my chair when she enters the room and there are none others around. It isn’t a set of actions, but I think it speaks of character. I hope one day to actually be the ideal that I set for myself.

Pheromones are most certainly help me get a handle on how my head works, so… Who knows? Baby steps…