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An outcast among outcasts
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Dead serious, my cheap-ass Kike mom made me use Virgin Mobile for my first phone (starting in 2007 when I was in middle school). I got clowned all the time by my peers for it, being called virgin, etc. I legit had anxiety when people would ask what phone service I used. I complained to my mom and she says "What's wrong with being a Virgin?". Foid logic, not even once.
Even worse, it was a pay-as-you-go phone. It was 25 cents a minute when calling, and 10 cents a text message. My mom forbade me from using it to call friends, as that would cost her money, and made me use the house phone to call my friends back. I believe this was yet another limitation on my social life, as texting was a key part of the high school experience during my era. I remember being ecstatic when I finally got a text messaging package. Throughout college, I used shitty LG Androids with slow ass internet, garbage cameras, and low memory. They would crash all the time too. I was so depressed over being incel that I no longer cared about having a good phone.
Earlier this year, Virgin merged with Sprint, and the service became even slower. I finally had enough and switched to T-Mobile with an unlocked iPhone SE 128gb (1st Gen). The difference in quality was insane. Smooth operation, quality camera, better audio quality, and no more slow internet.
This isn't a T-Mobile advert. The point is to show the subtle differences in how a normie lives a superior life. They don't have to worry about their phone breaking down on them or being laughed at for having poverty tier stuff. Their parents are NT and know the importance of keeping up to date. Parents with inferior genetics want their kids to suffer the same fate as them. They don't help their kids assimilate, even with simple things such as having a decent cell phone. They are bitter about their own experiences in life, and sabotage their kids to feel some semblance of power. All these little stressors add up, and make being an incel that much worse.
Even worse, it was a pay-as-you-go phone. It was 25 cents a minute when calling, and 10 cents a text message. My mom forbade me from using it to call friends, as that would cost her money, and made me use the house phone to call my friends back. I believe this was yet another limitation on my social life, as texting was a key part of the high school experience during my era. I remember being ecstatic when I finally got a text messaging package. Throughout college, I used shitty LG Androids with slow ass internet, garbage cameras, and low memory. They would crash all the time too. I was so depressed over being incel that I no longer cared about having a good phone.
Earlier this year, Virgin merged with Sprint, and the service became even slower. I finally had enough and switched to T-Mobile with an unlocked iPhone SE 128gb (1st Gen). The difference in quality was insane. Smooth operation, quality camera, better audio quality, and no more slow internet.
This isn't a T-Mobile advert. The point is to show the subtle differences in how a normie lives a superior life. They don't have to worry about their phone breaking down on them or being laughed at for having poverty tier stuff. Their parents are NT and know the importance of keeping up to date. Parents with inferior genetics want their kids to suffer the same fate as them. They don't help their kids assimilate, even with simple things such as having a decent cell phone. They are bitter about their own experiences in life, and sabotage their kids to feel some semblance of power. All these little stressors add up, and make being an incel that much worse.
