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I've said mine on here before but wondering about you guys as many of us are former red pill retards.
Darn those are pretty brutal. Those teenagers are demons.It's been so long it's hard to remember. I'm 36 and probably stopped believing in redpill at least a decade ago.
I used to go to clubs back then and see strangers (later I realized they were all Chads) start dancing next to girls and then introduce themselves and hit it off. Tried it myself as a curry to predictable effect. One group of guys and girls did befriend me once but it was basically because I was paying for all their drinks because I wanted them to like me. They got me wasted, took me to an ATM at 2am and had me withdraw a bunch of cash. I woke up in a park (I guess they dumped me there) and it slowly dawned on me what happened.
Other times I would try the old red-pill advice about "daytime" game in non-conventional places. Would hang out in book stores like Barnes and Nobles and try to strike up conversations with girls about whatever they were looking at. Nothing particularly interesting happened. I remember one asian girl looking at travel guides to europe (remember this was a long time ago before internet info was that great) told me she had to go because "she was late for dinner" - it was 4:30pm.
College was a shit show as well. I hard turned 21 and bunch of younger 19-20 y/o's hit me up to buy the alcohol for a party they invited me to and told me there would be a bunch of girls (which was likely true because they were sort of players and had a lot of "plates"). I bought all the alcohol and dropped it off in one of their dorm rooms. I was thinking hell yeah - these guys are going to be my wingmen. It was early afternoon and they told me the part would be at their friend's house later that night and to meet up with there at 11. Got my haircut, clothes, cologne - took a taxi (this was before Uber). The address was in a dangerous ghetto. Couldn't find the exact house number. Wandered around for 2 hours until it dawned on me the house didn't exist (remember this is before most people had maps on their phone). They asked me how the "party" was the next day and like I cuck I laughed it off.
You remember the more brutal ones though. Most of them I just approached girls and they said they had a bf or politely rejected me.
Yeah. I think there were either 4 or 5 of them that were in on it.Darn those are pretty brutal. Those teenagers are demons.
What wisdom and knowledge dude? Are you still redpilled nigger? How would wisdom change your face and looks? Or how autistic you are?Tried dancing in club with a lot of girls. Might have worked if I wasn't too socially inept and autistic.
If I could go back in time with the knowledge and wisdom I have now I believe I could've ascended at a late bloomer age.
Damn that's brutal as fuckIt's been so long it's hard to remember. I'm 36 and probably stopped believing in redpill at least a decade ago.
I used to go to clubs back then and see strangers (later I realized they were all Chads) start dancing next to girls and then introduce themselves and hit it off. Tried it myself as a curry to predictable effect. One group of guys and girls did befriend me once but it was basically because I was paying for all their drinks because I wanted them to like me. They got me wasted, took me to an ATM at 2am and had me withdraw a bunch of cash. I woke up in a park (I guess they dumped me there) and it slowly dawned on me what happened.
Other times I would try the old red-pill advice about "daytime" game in non-conventional places. Would hang out in book stores like Barnes and Nobles and try to strike up conversations with girls about whatever they were looking at. Nothing particularly interesting happened. I remember one asian girl looking at travel guides to europe (remember this was a long time ago before internet info was that great) told me she had to go because "she was late for dinner" - it was 4:30pm.
College was a shit show as well. I had turned 21 and bunch of younger 19-20 y/o's hit me up to buy the alcohol for a party they invited me to and told me there would be a bunch of girls (which was likely true because they were sort of players and had a lot of "plates"). I bought all the alcohol and dropped it off in one of their dorm rooms. I was thinking hell yeah - these guys are going to be my wingmen. It was early afternoon and they told me the party would be at their friend's house later that night and to meet up with them there at 11. Got my haircut, clothes, cologne - took a taxi (this was before Uber). The address was in a dangerous ghetto. Couldn't find the exact house number. Wandered around for 2 hours until it dawned on me the house didn't exist (remember this is before most people had maps on their phone). They asked me how the "party" was the next day and like a cuck I laughed it off.
You remember the more brutal ones though. Most of them I just approached girls and they said they had a bf or politely rejected me.
College was a shit show as well. I had turned 21 and bunch of younger 19-20 y/o's hit me up to buy the alcohol for a party they invited me to and told me there would be a bunch of girls (which was likely true because they were sort of players and had a lot of "plates"). I bought all the alcohol and dropped it off in one of their dorm rooms. I was thinking hell yeah - these guys are going to be my wingmen. It was early afternoon and they told me the party would be at their friend's house later that night and to meet up with them there at 11. Got my haircut, clothes, cologne - took a taxi (this was before Uber). The address was in a dangerous ghetto. Couldn't find the exact house number. Wandered around for 2 hours until it dawned on me the house didn't exist (remember this is before most people had maps on their phone). They asked me how the "party" was the next day and like a cuck I laughed it off.
I'm so sorry man, I would've bought you a drink! What a bunch of stupid pieces of shit.Yeah. I think there were either 4 or 5 of them that were in on it.
One of them later privately apologized to me and told me he thought it was fucked up and didn't want to do it. But I pretended to be cool with it and laughed it off saying it's no problem and it was a funny joke.
That actually pisses me off even more - that I was so weak. A man with an ounce of self-esteem would have stood up for himself. I think it was also like $150 of alcohol that I bought which was a lot more money back then. I didn't even ask for my money back.
Bars and clubs. These environments are chad only, I have never been and probably never will. They function poorly as an actual entertainment venue IMO due to the reasons you suggested, but maybe I just dont like stuff like that.I don't frequent bars anymore though. I don't drink anymore, it's crowded, it's loud and you can barely hear/talk, drinks are overpriced too. You should just stay home tbh. Plus do you really want to be meeting some barsluts?
Basically I would not have been so inhibited, shy and would try to be more forward and assertive with my advances (asking more women out, trying to kiss them, touching, etc). I also would've taken gymmaxing more seriously and possibly learn a fight.What wisdom and knowledge dude? Are you still redpilled nigger? How would wisdom change your face and looks? Or how autistic you are?
U would just get a rape charge or beaten up by her simpsBasically I would not have been so inhibited, shy and would try to be more forward and assertive with my advances (asking more women out, trying to kiss them, touching, etc). I also would've taken gymmaxing more seriously and possibly learn a fight.
Also running JBF game. As a teenager, my parents were very strict and controlling, so I never learned to be uninhibited when young.