At the T's  Social Engineering School we have condensed charisma, sexual chemistry and other social arts into a series of psychological techniques that can be applied to socializing, love and business. This is known as social engineering and is dynamic enough to help make social power your everyday language.

T is Australia’s premier dating coach. Having dedicated years of staying caged up home this ugly duckling has worked his way up the ranks from loser to one of the most dangerous men in the seduction arena. It took him only a month to go from a man so anxious about social situations that even watching them on television made him nervous to being hired as a dating coach by one of Australia’s original dating companies.

 By the end of the next minute you will be shocked…

 Saturday Night (Sydney, Australia)

 9:30pm

 Frozen in this toilet cubicle Jonathan sat frozen waiting for them to leave. Paralyzed from fear this urine scented safe house started to feel more like home. Anything to avoid the party let alone his “friend” Simon outside.

 “Oh man she was so hot, she made it too easy for me” Simon said as entered the bathroom, his friend Tom replied enthusiastically “She was yours from the beginning, you’re doing well tonight. Where’s that weirdo you came with? I thought I saw him come in here.” Jonathan peers through the slot of the cubicle door only to see Simon shrug his shoulders in dismay as to where his tag-along has run off to. “For all I know he’s in here Tom!” Simon replies.

 Jonathan’s pulse races, they know he’s there. He starts to review the night’s events in slow motion. Why did he ever agree to coming to this party? He barely knew Simon but decided to go anyway and this is the reward he gets for trying to push himself to be social. High expectations only lead to greater disappointment. Sitting there in the men’s room angry at himself for even trying the only thing he wanted was that sinking feeling deep in his stomach and the tightness across his chest to subside even a little.

 It has been years since he had a woman, years since a date and by the looks of things a lifetime of introversion. No one likes to settle for second best and tonight was a significant slap on the wrist teaching him an important lesson that some people are made for socializing and others are meant to stay home.

 Sunday Morning:

3am

 The security guard hollered through the cubicle’s plywood doors “Hey buddy we’re closing up, you’re going to have to finish up in there and make your way out”. “Oh, so the night’s over and everyone’s left?” Jonathan asked trying to appear surprised and subtly find out whether he’d have to face the nightclub’s patrons again. His stilted voice undermined the confidence he was attempting to exude, the security guard noticed and told him he can go out the back way if he wished. Jonathan graciously accepted and sauntered down to the nearest bus stop to wait for the 325 route back to his parent’s house.

 That was the longest bus ride of his life.

Born in Sydney, Australia, Jonathan, a young man in his early twenties decided that night never to place himself in any form of social context unless it was absolutely necessary. He made a resolution to stop attending classes for his Business and Law degrees and learn purely via correspondence, the mere sight of people talking to each other at university made his chest tighten with anxiety.

It was not always like this. During his teens he was one of the first and more successful ladies men in his school despite being a only five foot six, hairy and prematurely balding. His reputation preceded him as a natural with women and he enjoyed unmitigated success. As he neared the end of his school days his future aspirations of being a lawyer saw Jonathan remove himself from the social scene as he studied relentlessly to gain entry into both Business and Law.

He graduated, gained entrance to the degree of his choice and decided it’s time for him to celebrate after a year of isolation. Jonathan’s close friends decided to go overseas so he decided to call Simon, a friend of a friend, and ask him if he wanted to join him on his first ever nightclub experience.

It was not what Jonathan expected.

It was very different to school parties he used to go to with his friends. It was the night 54 rejections and hours of ridicule made him realize that his past successes were never to be recreated again. He decided to move on with his life and accept his new place within society.

Two Years Later

4pm

It was a hard day at work. The 5am start working as a laborer in a small-goods factory ended with Jonathan’s car not starting. Smelling like a smoked ham he boarding the bus home and fell into a conversation with a large red-headed man called Sidney. A young guy in his mid-thirties large enough to occupy two regular bus seats.

Covered in freckles from head to toe he blue shirt complimented a classy black leather belt that, for some reason, was sitting on the outer rim of his jeans, not threaded through the loops. Next to him was his girlfriend Stephanie; a six foot four brunette dancer with light-grey eyes. They were deep in conversation until the bus reached Central Station and she left telling him she’d call after work.

How could a man that looks like this be courting a woman like that? It was impossible. Jonathan was adamant she was one of those mail-order brides he kept hearing about. His curiosity got the best of him and Jonathan approached his first stranger in years asking him how he did it. “My good looks!” Sidney replied, laughing hard. Jonathan didn’t know what to say, he sat there speechless and awkward. It would be rude to move seats so instead he starting looking intently at the advertisement for panty-liners on the bus seat as if it was something he was genuinely considering trying.

“I’m a pickup artist”, Sidney said.

“You paint?” Jonathan inquired.

“Not quite, I pick up women for a living”, Sidney replied.

“Where do you drop them?” Jonathan said.

Sidney bit his lip, half frustrated half humored, “I teach men to socialize effectively and efficiently. Basically improving the quality of their lives even if they look like me”. Jonathan found it hard to suspend his disbelief that such a man could be telling the truth and even that such a concept existed. He thought he would dig deeper into this man’s line of work: “I charge $3,200 for a weekend workshop” Sidney revealed. Suddenly that sinking feeling re-entered Jonathan’s stomach, the same from the nightclub two years ago. “I can’t really afford that on my wage…is it possible to pay you in ham and beef products or paintings? I’m an artist as a hobby.”

Sidney agreed to both and five paintings and three Christmas hams later Jonathan was on his way to becoming T, a man who will later be known as one of the most infamous seducers in the city working for a variety of pickup companies as a dating coach known for turning men like himself into some of the most impressive pickup artists in the world.

He became part of an underground society of socially inexperienced men looking to improve their success with women. A society later to be exposed by New York Times Bestseller The Game by Neil Strauss. Attending a multitude of dating workshops, reading hundreds of books and initiating thousands of interactions with new women has seen T become a dating authority for men all over the world .

T has learnt, applied and even taught nearly every pickup method or social process he came across and learnt the hard way that only 95% of what he learnt could be applied effectively with consistent results each time. Though these techniques were rigid, they were either vague or only applicable to one context or to one personality type.

Spending years studying every piece of information he could get his hands on T unearthed the psychological foundations behind every successful technique and began developing their principles into a process that can be applied to anyone in any situation.

Sidney and T became close friends and T  began to look outside the seduction community for inspiration and began interviewing thousands of natural ladies' men about their interactions.

T: So what did you first say to her?

Natural: I don’t know, I just said whatever came to me, something about her dress.

T: But how did she get attracted to you?

Natural: You just need to be more confident, women love confidence

T: But how do I get “more confident”

Natural: just feel it within you

T: But how?

The script never changed and never helped. The few people who were able to provide advice to T gave him vague and intangible answers he found hard to apply:  “Just be more confident”, “Try to be funnier” and “Just be you” were answers that didn’t cure anything. He needed specific steps.

Years of trial and error, practice and study saw the birth of the T Method. A dynamic and devastating effective process that provides concrete processes for
being more confident” or “being interesting”. these vague terms have been quantified into a science that consistently delivers positive results with women and destroys other male competition in an ethical and gentlemanly fashion every time.

The T Method is all about helping people evolve and aims to make you understand, rather than just learn, the underlying foundations behind every seduction theory. Once you understand something you can become dynamic in any situation.

Already many of T’s students have bedded, dated and even married some of the most glamorous and sought after around. He now spends his time teaching people the arts of social engineering and is constantly improving people’s social abilities in facets of their social and business lives.