So, Hollywood tells me that I have to have a social circle of people, guys and girls, who are mostly average, sorta dumb, but will help me when I'm pushed into the fire (usually because the did the pushing).
I don't have anything like that - I've got good social skills but most of my friends are individuals that I see on a regular basis. Due to time or distance constraints they rarely meet. I wanted to see what I was missing out on, and I did learn a lot, mainly that I'm not missing shit. However I did get some good stories out it!
One of my friends does have a social circle and a few nights ago he invited me to go to a club and meet some of them.
So I meet him at this place, rap music is blaring, and he introduces me to the following creatures:
-Friend: A decent guy, fairly smart. Wants to be a rock star and quit his job to teach music. The one who invited me
-Medusa: Girl from South America, probably rejected for being too ugly. She was fat, hideous, and very tatted up. The only good thing I could say about her was that she had a bubbly personality, though that was probably just the ecstasy.
-Cute Bitch: This one was actually fairly attractive, in the 7-8 range. Toned skinny body. However, as soon as my friend introduced me and we said hello, she turned her back on me like I was some kind of statue. I hadn't even tried to game her or anything. I instantly lost any respect I might have had for her, and more or less ignored her.
-Cardboard people: These were a couple of dudes who said or did almost nothing. As far as I could tell, they had the personality of cardboard. I don't remember much else about them.
So, at the club they all danced. I still suck at dancing so I mostly watched and tried some pickup negs, none of which worked.
The interesting part really happened when we left to get a late dinner at Dennys and I could get to know more about these strange creatures that my friend had fallen in with.
After a few minutes of hearing them talk I wanted to blow my brains out. They were beyond dumb (except my friend). Medusa wouldn't stop talking about her sexcapades, and at random intervals they would break into pop songs.
Cute Bitch couldn't go one fucking sentence without fucking saying fucking shit fifty fucking times because she was too fucking dumb to think of other fucking ways to talk about shit. I also heard her start crying. Why? Because her life sucked. Despite being very hot, she was horribly insecure about her B size boobs, her job paid very little for the work (babysitting kids who piss and crap everywhere), and she had been labeled a slut at her local watering hole and didn't want to show her face there again. I really loved hearing her whine because I could bask in glorious schadenfreude. This type of girl rejects guys like me because we don't have top game, yet it's nice to know that their lives really suck and hurting decent men is one of the few ways they get pleasure. Gonna be a catlady 30 years from now probably![[Image: catlady.gif]](https://rooshvforum.network/images/smilies/new/catlady.gif)
Also, Medusa apparently has reproduced. She got a tattoo in commemoration of the event. I don't know if she has a job. I think she's on welfare. Your tax dollars at work Americans!
Anyway, I wanted to share my experience because I learned a lot from it. Hope you enjoyed reading it.
I don't have anything like that - I've got good social skills but most of my friends are individuals that I see on a regular basis. Due to time or distance constraints they rarely meet. I wanted to see what I was missing out on, and I did learn a lot, mainly that I'm not missing shit. However I did get some good stories out it!
One of my friends does have a social circle and a few nights ago he invited me to go to a club and meet some of them.
So I meet him at this place, rap music is blaring, and he introduces me to the following creatures:
-Friend: A decent guy, fairly smart. Wants to be a rock star and quit his job to teach music. The one who invited me
-Medusa: Girl from South America, probably rejected for being too ugly. She was fat, hideous, and very tatted up. The only good thing I could say about her was that she had a bubbly personality, though that was probably just the ecstasy.
-Cute Bitch: This one was actually fairly attractive, in the 7-8 range. Toned skinny body. However, as soon as my friend introduced me and we said hello, she turned her back on me like I was some kind of statue. I hadn't even tried to game her or anything. I instantly lost any respect I might have had for her, and more or less ignored her.
-Cardboard people: These were a couple of dudes who said or did almost nothing. As far as I could tell, they had the personality of cardboard. I don't remember much else about them.
So, at the club they all danced. I still suck at dancing so I mostly watched and tried some pickup negs, none of which worked.
The interesting part really happened when we left to get a late dinner at Dennys and I could get to know more about these strange creatures that my friend had fallen in with.
After a few minutes of hearing them talk I wanted to blow my brains out. They were beyond dumb (except my friend). Medusa wouldn't stop talking about her sexcapades, and at random intervals they would break into pop songs.
Cute Bitch couldn't go one fucking sentence without fucking saying fucking shit fifty fucking times because she was too fucking dumb to think of other fucking ways to talk about shit. I also heard her start crying. Why? Because her life sucked. Despite being very hot, she was horribly insecure about her B size boobs, her job paid very little for the work (babysitting kids who piss and crap everywhere), and she had been labeled a slut at her local watering hole and didn't want to show her face there again. I really loved hearing her whine because I could bask in glorious schadenfreude. This type of girl rejects guys like me because we don't have top game, yet it's nice to know that their lives really suck and hurting decent men is one of the few ways they get pleasure. Gonna be a catlady 30 years from now probably
Also, Medusa apparently has reproduced. She got a tattoo in commemoration of the event. I don't know if she has a job. I think she's on welfare. Your tax dollars at work Americans!
Anyway, I wanted to share my experience because I learned a lot from it. Hope you enjoyed reading it.
