[Images for story purposes only] I don't usually make public appearances but I made an exception this time on account of my good friend dragging me out and giving me false hope that "everyone get's a girl". As a bit of background I'm a skinny beanpole with zero athleticism and a weak round face, I'm not short but not tall either. 'maybe this would be the night' I thought. Picture this, you walk up to a large house with raging music going on inside, the door is closed and there are easily 150 people inside.
As you walk inside the door people instantly give you the "who the hell is this guy" look. I don't have an extensive wardrobe but I clearly didn't get the memo that it was tank top's only and a douchebaggy sunglasses look.
*Not this bad but similar to how it felt*
I am by no means a confident man and starting a conversation with anyone, even a man was out of the question. My friend put up with me for a while but eventually left to talk to some Stacey who eventually dragged him away upstairs. This party was femoids in majority and they simply would not stop talking to the Chad's in the room. At one point this 6'2 build Brad had about 7 Stacey's around him simply listening to him and staring at his body. He literally talked the most garbage I've ever heard in my life, something about how volcanoes are made millions of years ago et cetera on account of his 'incredibly' interesting geology course.
One by one throughout the night A Stacey took some dude up to a bedroom or outside where god knows what they're up to until eventually it was about 30 guys and 20 foids all drunk and about to leave. My friend returned with this 6-7/10 Stacey with their hands linked proclaiming "what an amazing night" it was. His look was pity but her's was just contempt and a look that said "why are you even here?"
At this point I was finished so I made for the door, not before some Chadlite shouted as I was walking out "no luck tonight ey buddy" and a roar from all of his friends.
Never have a felt so inadequate and sub-human in my life, I can't believe I even went out. Don't make the same mistake as I did, house parties are for the top 20% and no one else.
As you walk inside the door people instantly give you the "who the hell is this guy" look. I don't have an extensive wardrobe but I clearly didn't get the memo that it was tank top's only and a douchebaggy sunglasses look.
*Not this bad but similar to how it felt*
I am by no means a confident man and starting a conversation with anyone, even a man was out of the question. My friend put up with me for a while but eventually left to talk to some Stacey who eventually dragged him away upstairs. This party was femoids in majority and they simply would not stop talking to the Chad's in the room. At one point this 6'2 build Brad had about 7 Stacey's around him simply listening to him and staring at his body. He literally talked the most garbage I've ever heard in my life, something about how volcanoes are made millions of years ago et cetera on account of his 'incredibly' interesting geology course.
One by one throughout the night A Stacey took some dude up to a bedroom or outside where god knows what they're up to until eventually it was about 30 guys and 20 foids all drunk and about to leave. My friend returned with this 6-7/10 Stacey with their hands linked proclaiming "what an amazing night" it was. His look was pity but her's was just contempt and a look that said "why are you even here?"
At this point I was finished so I made for the door, not before some Chadlite shouted as I was walking out "no luck tonight ey buddy" and a roar from all of his friends.
Never have a felt so inadequate and sub-human in my life, I can't believe I even went out. Don't make the same mistake as I did, house parties are for the top 20% and no one else.
