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So today, I had a pretty fucked up day:
I had taken a MENSA test due to me wondering about my IQ for the past month or so: Went to the MENSA branch in where I live, paid a fee and got a date to do the IQ test. All good and done, today was 2 weeks since I took said test.
We were being handed a letter with our IQ number/result getting said outloud for whatever reason I didnt know, there were MENSA members in a separate table at the other side of the room from where the people who took the test were. They were some of the most stuck-up looking people I could have ever seen, Drinking some fucking fine wine or alcoholical drink, giving the same vibe youd get from an aristocrat back in the fall of monarchy in france: People who knew they were good, and loved showing it off as if it were the one thing that made em superior.
When I had my result told, I was called by name and handed an envelope. I opened it with shaking hands, peculiarly worried about if my fears were true... and they were: A stark 64 being the number I got, after the same copy-and-paste text you get in every letter. I felt a bit of myself sink in at that moment, knowing I have the IQ of a chimpanzee, but the worst was yet to come; My result got said out loud by an old man, snickering. My surname and name being pronounced with a tone of peculiar mockery as he said the fucking number.
The people from the other side of the room looked at me, some whispered between themselves and a few laughed. But this bitch... there was this cunt who I just researched on: Neuroscientist, has like an IQ of 170, known for doing great advanced on Neuroscience in her own matter. She started laughing at me louder than the others, recording me looking down and humilliated by the whole situation as I went back to my seat with it rapidly becoming that same feeling ive heard of when people like Elliot Rodger felt moments before they snapped: The sharpest anger I could have thought of, was going on inside me. I burst into tears silently, trying to cover my face and not do anything which could only worsen the situation.
But this bitch, she kept laughing at me, calling me a "Neanderthal" as she kept recording me and taking pictures of me for whatever reason, her other friend asking for the pics so they could put me in the "Wall of suckers", something that these fuckers share between them with pics of people they make fun of for low IQs.
I couldnt take it anymore. I left, got to the bus and just came home.
Its been 15 mins since I arrived, I downed 2 shots of whisky as im trying to compose myself. I never felt like this, and honestly, I hope no one goes through it. This is the kind of things inceltears has to understand, THIS IS WHY WE ARE INCEL, THINGS OUT OF OUR CONTROL. I never harmed anyone, so why did I have to go through this?
TL;DR : I took a MENSA test, got retarded level IQ, a MENSA member stacy made fun of me with her friend and a whole other people, took a pic of me and put me in her own album of shame to make fun of for days to come, im fucking pissed
I had taken a MENSA test due to me wondering about my IQ for the past month or so: Went to the MENSA branch in where I live, paid a fee and got a date to do the IQ test. All good and done, today was 2 weeks since I took said test.
We were being handed a letter with our IQ number/result getting said outloud for whatever reason I didnt know, there were MENSA members in a separate table at the other side of the room from where the people who took the test were. They were some of the most stuck-up looking people I could have ever seen, Drinking some fucking fine wine or alcoholical drink, giving the same vibe youd get from an aristocrat back in the fall of monarchy in france: People who knew they were good, and loved showing it off as if it were the one thing that made em superior.
When I had my result told, I was called by name and handed an envelope. I opened it with shaking hands, peculiarly worried about if my fears were true... and they were: A stark 64 being the number I got, after the same copy-and-paste text you get in every letter. I felt a bit of myself sink in at that moment, knowing I have the IQ of a chimpanzee, but the worst was yet to come; My result got said out loud by an old man, snickering. My surname and name being pronounced with a tone of peculiar mockery as he said the fucking number.
The people from the other side of the room looked at me, some whispered between themselves and a few laughed. But this bitch... there was this cunt who I just researched on: Neuroscientist, has like an IQ of 170, known for doing great advanced on Neuroscience in her own matter. She started laughing at me louder than the others, recording me looking down and humilliated by the whole situation as I went back to my seat with it rapidly becoming that same feeling ive heard of when people like Elliot Rodger felt moments before they snapped: The sharpest anger I could have thought of, was going on inside me. I burst into tears silently, trying to cover my face and not do anything which could only worsen the situation.
But this bitch, she kept laughing at me, calling me a "Neanderthal" as she kept recording me and taking pictures of me for whatever reason, her other friend asking for the pics so they could put me in the "Wall of suckers", something that these fuckers share between them with pics of people they make fun of for low IQs.
I couldnt take it anymore. I left, got to the bus and just came home.
Its been 15 mins since I arrived, I downed 2 shots of whisky as im trying to compose myself. I never felt like this, and honestly, I hope no one goes through it. This is the kind of things inceltears has to understand, THIS IS WHY WE ARE INCEL, THINGS OUT OF OUR CONTROL. I never harmed anyone, so why did I have to go through this?
TL;DR : I took a MENSA test, got retarded level IQ, a MENSA member stacy made fun of me with her friend and a whole other people, took a pic of me and put me in her own album of shame to make fun of for days to come, im fucking pissed