Thoughts? The New York Post recently ran a flattering Sunday profile on New Yorker and 48-year-old subway pick-up artist Brian Robinson. Robinson has written a book titled How to Meet Women on the Subway and claims to have gone on 500 dates since adopting a train-centric dating strategy in 1999. Robin says his time-tested approach is to pretend hes lost and ask for directions, or, you know, lying. The New York Post observed that Robinsons strategy of trying to lure women into dates under false pretenses seemed to work, in spite of its overall distastefulness: The trick, he says, is to have a quick conversation where you express interest in who she is and what she does — not trying to overtly hit on her. Then use the deadlines of the subway as an advantage: I have to get off at the next stop and would love to continue this conversation. Can I get your e-mail address? The Post observed Robinson in action last week, and he was as smooth as advertised — getting digits or e-mails from four out of the five stunning straphangers he chatted up. Why this is really, really gross: Whats left completely unsaid was how the women felt about these encounters. Were they just trying to get him out of their faces? How many of those numbers were fake? How many women does Robinson typically make feel deeply uncomfortable in the process? How do they feel when they learn he lured them under false pretenses?
Posted on: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 22:51:09 +0000
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