Except from Physicist Richard Feyman's "Surely, You're Joking Mr. Feynman!" and his problems and experiences with picking up women in the chapter titled, "You Just Ask Them?"
"I'm absolutely convinced that you know exactly what you're talking
about. Now, what about the lessons?" [says Feynman]
"OK," he says. "The whole principle is this: The guy wants to be a
gentleman. He doesn't want to be thought of as impolite, crude, or
especially a cheapskate. As long as the girl knows the guy's motives so
well, it's easy to steer him in the direction she wants him to go.
"Therefore," he continued, "under no circumstances be a gentleman! You
must disrespect the girls. Furthermore, the very first rule is, don't buy a
girl anything -- not even a package of cigarettes -- until you've asked her
if she'll sleep with you, and you're convinced that she will, and that she's
not lying."
"Uh... you mean... you don't... uh... you just ask them?"
"OK," he says, "I know this is your first lesson, and it may be hard
for you to be so blunt. So you might buy her one thing -- just one little
something -- before you ask. But on the other hand, it will only make it
more difficult."
Well, someone only has to give me the principle, and I get the idea.
All during the next day I built up my psychology differently: I adopted the
attitude that those bar girls are all bitches, that they aren't worth
anything, and all they're in there for is to get you to buy them a drink,
and they're not going to give you a goddamn thing; I'm not going to be a
gentleman to such worthless bitches, and so on. I learned it till it was
automatic.
...
A few minutes later she's not with the lieutenant any more, but asking
the bartender for her coat and handbag, saying in a loud, obvious voice,
"I'd like to go for a walk. Does anybody want to go for a walk with me?"
I think to myself, "You can keep saying no and pushing them off, but
you can't do it permanently, or you won't get anywhere. There comes a time
when you have to go along." So I say coolly, "I'll walk with you." So we go
out. We walk down the street a few blocks and see a cafe, and she says,
"I've got an idea -- let's get some coffee and sandwiches, and go over to my
place and eat them."
The idea sounds pretty good, so we go into the cafe and she orders
three coffees and three sandwiches and I pay for them.
As we're going out of the cafe, I think to myself, "Something's wrong:
too many sandwiches!"
On the way to her motel she says, "You know, I won't have time to eat
these sandwiches with you, because a lieutenant is coming over..."
I think to myself, "See, I flunked. The master gave me a lesson on what
to do, and I flunked. I bought her $1.10 worth of sandwiches, and hadn't
asked her anything, and now I know I'm gonna get nothing! I have to recover,
if only for the pride of my teacher."
I stop suddenly and I say to her, "You... are worse than a WHORE!"
"Whaddya mean?"
'"You got me to buy these sandwiches, and what am I going to get for
it? Nothing!"
"Well, you cheapskate!" she says. "If that's the way you feel, I'll pay
you back for the sandwiches!"
I called her bluff: "Pay me back, then."
She was astonished. She reached into her pocketbook, took out the
little bit of money that she had and gave it to me. I took my sandwich and
coffee and went off.
After I was through eating, I went back to the bar to report to the
master. I explained everything, and told him I was sorry that I flunked, but
I tried to recover.
He said very calmly, "It's OK, Dick; it's all right. Since you ended up
not buying her anything, she's gonna sleep with you tonight."
"What?"
"That's right," he said confidently; "she's gonna sleep with you. I
know that."
"But she isn't even here! She's at her place with the lieu --"
"It's all right."
Two o'clock comes around, the bar closes, and Ann hasn't appeared. I
ask the master and his wife if I can come over to their place again. They
say sure.
Just as we're coming out of the bar, here comes Ann, running across
Route 66 toward me. She puts her arm in mine, and says, "Come on, let's go
over to my place."
The master was right. So the lesson was terrific!
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