Quote: (06-21-2018 06:03 PM)Dragan Wrote:
@John
This wasn't my interaction with the clerk.
The girl was in the wrong, and they weren't gonna exchange because they have no clue what customer service is.
Part of the fun in Belgrade is doing stuff on your own without the assistance of others.
I'm glad someone pulled the shit on you Dragan. I remember how another roosh member from the US wrote about going to some EU country, found that it is convenient to live there for a few days. Then realized the shit and decided to leave. I also find it funny that another guy wrote how hospitals in Serbia where dirty and unmaintained. Big LOL.
One thing I found good about American Mastercard/Visa, is that I don't worry about double charges, wrong charges or fraudulent charges. You have to understand that until Mastercard/Visa stepped with their strong powers, there is little you can do after you transact with the seller. In the developing world, there is literally NOTHING you can do.
Guys from the US are funny. You are used to the infrastructure you have. Customer protection and law is part of the legal infrastructure. You just assume it because you have not experienced how it is not to have it. This is why I laugh when "small time" guys who had no entrepreneurial career in the US think about opening a business in some shit-developing-country. Lol.
I find it funny when people from the US/Canada or other highly developed countries move to the EE when they are "almost" broke, 20-something, not well travelled, and have lived only on their bubble of a developed country. They are frustrated that their middle-class job is only letting them live a bit over the poor. That girls are "ugly" and not giving them an "easy" time. That the US is going downhill and the refugees are taking their cities. Here is the fix: Let's take the money (wealth) generated by my supposedly shitty country and move to the paradise.
If you are wondering why locals are absurd by some american living in Serbia, then you should no longer wonder. Here is a tip from someone from a third-world: We think of people that move, on purpose, to our countries from their developed world as "LOSERS", pedophiles, or weirdos. A great thing that can help your game is to remove that title: You are now working on some xxx corp for xx time. You don't really like Serbia and you plan to be back to the US.
Now this is just my assessment of things. If you are 20-something moving to a developing country to arbitrage your US salary, I can only see you as a loser. But this certainly doesn't help you realize how much of a loser you are.
Here is a practical tip to know how much you are worth in Serbia "right now".
1. Start approaching girls from 2/10 quality scale.
2. Do a couple approach. Get a number.
3. Call. Invite to "your place" for hanging out.
4. In your place, try to make it like you are going to fuck her (you can go ahead if you want to).
5. Once you realize or are certain that the girl is on the bag, you can send her home and say something like "i got a diahreaa, will call tomorrow".
6. Move to 3/10 quality scale. Rinse and repeat.
7. At some scale, this will no longer work (you get no number, can't get her to your house, don't think she is in the bag for sex, etc...). You then realize how much you are worth now in Serbia.
Say this worked with 4.5/10 girls but you started getting resistance at 5/10. Then your SMV is equivalent to a 4.5.
I know it can be heartbreaking. But this is a practical test to give you the "reality". You are still young. You don't realize how much your SMV is. It might be 9/10 it might 2/10. But it is good to know. So you either stop wasting your time with girls higher than your value or you start raising your own value.
For me when I started game it was 5/5.5. I never imagined myself with something less than a 9 when I was in my 18-20. I then realized that most people don't drive BMWs. Heck most people don't even own a car.
And by the way, if you have "ANY" struggles with 2/10 to get number or to get her ASAP to your place with little to no game, just pack your shit back to your country.
my two cents.