Handing Out Novelty Business Cards to Girls…
I attended the Figawi festivities in Nantucket this weekend and it was off the hook, as expected. For those that aren’t aware, Figawi takes place in Nantucket over Memorial Day and is centered around a sailing race between Cape Cod and Nantucket. While sailing is the reason the event is named Figawi (morning fog in Nantucket has the sailors asking “where the f*ck are we” in a heavy Massachusetts accent), the masses descend on the island to get drunk and tear shit up. I didn’t see one f*cking minute of the sailing all weekend and I didn’t give a shit. People around New England from the ages of 21 to 45 make the trip down and you run into people you’d never thought you’d see.
While my official recap of the weekend is coming later, I wanted to unveil one guy’s gimmick for picking up chicks at Figawi. He’d approach girls, converse with them for a little while, and then hand out business cards. The cards read: “this certifies that you had a personal encounter with me and that you found me warm, polite, intelligent, and funny.” The bottom of the card listed his name and told you to flip the card. The other side read:
“you can call me on the phone or send me a text message
you can send me an electronic mail
As it turned out, my buddy had met the guy earlier in the weekend, so we approached him and asked how the gimmick was working for him. He said usually he wouldn’t get much traction initially, but he was getting tons of late night texts and calls. Girls at Figawi are generally DTF, so it’s not that surprising that he was getting all this late-night love. I actually saw him walking home with a chick on Sunday night, although I’m not sure whether it was because of the business cards or the music equalizer t-shirt he was rocking that night. He wasn’t the faciest guy in the world, so I guess he felt he needed Mystery Method-style gimmicks to lay some pipe.
The question to the BroBible community is: Was handing out these business cards a bro move or is this guy a douche? I have to give him credit that the writing on the front of the card was rather amusing. He wasn’t knocking on anyone else’s games, just trying to help his own game out. I can’t knock him for that. I actually could see the idea catching on, especially at an event like Figawi, where the women are lubed up and looking for action — and where a number on a business card is easier to text than one buried in a cell phone address book. He gets my approval, but does he get yours?