Quick note: Some will say “if you don’t care, you wouldn’t be talking about it,” but I’m just sharing some stories here about what happened over the weekend that I find rather funny. I normally ignore women now, but if I HAVE to communicate with them, or if I feel like “messing around with them,” sometimes I just happen to do so.
I have this sickening enjoyment out of testing women now that I know their true nature. It’s probably just some phase, but I’ve had a few situations occur over this weekend alone that make me laugh and remind me how glad I am not to be involved with any of those wenches (I’m “seeing someone” right now anyway, but that’s not going to last much longer).
Part 1) There was a girl that started talking to me online on Tumblr that agreed with me on many things (except a lot of social issues, which isn’t surprising since 95% of women are socially liberal). She was pretty attractive and all that jazz until she told me she was in the mood and wanted someone, “anyone really,” and that she had a “few options.” I remember her sending a body shot of herself to me because she wanted to show me her “workout progress.” She looked quite good, I’ll say that much…but you want to know the REALLY funny part? She shot herself in the foot when she “followed” me on Instagram (an app I RARELY use and will likely get rid of). I checked the pictures out she posted, and I found the very “progress” picture she sent me: It WAS her body progress…AS OF 54 WEEKS AGO. Wonder what she looks like now! I’ll never know because she doesn’t send me any RECENT pictures. She only does that for some other guy that I assume is of her “social caste” (she goes on about sending him pictures on her blog, anyway…which is how I know). I laugh at such things and move on.
Part 2) I ran into a girl working at a game store that I hadn’t seen in about 5 years. She looked decent body-wise, though her face aged quite a lot. She’s now 24, and looks like the wall is coming FAST. Her personality is still cool, I suppose…but she’s losing her looks QUICKLY. Anyway, as I was looking at the video games they had, she was engaging in conversation with me. She then said something like “well at least YOU’RE getting laid,” to which I calmly shook my head and said “nope, it’s been a year.” (It’s a true statement, but I also know it’s a turn-off to women when they know you haven’t been “getting any” from OTHER women, so I played along with this.)
She then said how SHE needed to “get some,” then proceeded to ask me if I wanted to go out for coffee with her later and maybe catch up at my place or her’s afterward. I shrugged and said “sure, why not?” She handed me her phone to get my phone number. I didn’t ask for hers, since I thought that since SHE was the one making a proposal, SHE can be the one to contact ME first…I knew she wouldn’t either, but I thought I’d test the waters since I literally hadn’t given my number out to a woman in over a year. As I finish putting my number in her phone, she sees another guy she hadn’t seen in forever, and that’s when it reminded me WHY I stopped talking to her in the first place: She knew EVERY guy on the block, so it seemed. Anyway, she also told me I should Facebook-add her. I cringed and did it anyway (I don’t take Facebook seriously in the first place) just for the heck of it. I didn’t hear from her at all that night, and just sent her a “hey you!”-kind of message on Facebook. No reply. No text message. NOTHING. I wasn’t surprised, nor was I disappointed. I went about my business as usual.
I woke up the following morning to a reply from her that said was sent about 6 in the morning: “Lol”
That’s all it said. “Lol.” Being a person who despises those kinds of messages, I promptly deleted her off Facebook, and when I went back to the store that next day after seeing her (because it was pay day and I wanted some things from that store), I ignored her during the second time I went there.
I had to go back a third time the NEXT day to return a game that wasn’t working. Then came the last test. She was my cashier, and she was talking to another female co-worker about how she was “going out that night.” I asked her what she was doing, and darted her eyes at me and quickly responded with “nothing! Nothing at all!” I could read her like a book. She was lying. Her female co-worker said that the woman was “trying to think of ways to impress the guy she was into at some concert she was attending.” My [former] friend tried “shushing” her, but I knew what she was doing…and I think everyone here does, too. I simply said “ahh,” and got my money back, and left. She tried saying “bye” to me, I didn’t even acknowledge her.
Being meaner to women is more fun, I can’t lie.
Elric Greenstone 4 years, 2 months ago.
