I can’t believe so few of you have had this shit happen to you. I must be suffering in this life for some terrible thing I did in a past life. (Too bad I don’t belive in that reincarnation crap.) Or maybe this is the dating twilight zone.
How are they ever going to learn? Contrary to what you guys might think, I do walk away from these bitches (except one, but I was in a bad place then.) As I told a friend once, the point of dating is to get to know another person. As soon as a girl pulls this kind of crap, you’ve learned all you need to know and you can move on.
Funny thing, the girl who referred to me as her stalker actually said this AFTER I had moved on and was deliberately ignoring her.
Bullshit. All women play these games.
That really does apply to me too. For the next couple weeks I’ll be bitter and disillusioned and then I’ll try yet again. Well, no, not around Christmas. I don’t need another mind fuck during the holidays.
The major advantage is that it is much easier to achieve the first rule of the Tao of Steve; eliminate your desire.
I was hoping this would be a fun thread, but holy cow!
yorik, i’ve encountered more than a few girls like the ones you describe… once you find out their true character let them go, don’t waste your hate on them. it might take a while but i’ m sure you’ll be able to find a genuine female.
I never had those problems because I don’t date bitches… or didn’t. You can figure out if the chick is a nutcase before you spend money on drinks. Most of the women I did date I knew casually for a bit first, so I had an idea how they were in real life situations.
One girl, was hot looking and flirting seriously. All signals were go from her end but it all didn’t add up. She changed her views on things every few minutes when we talked. I could see that she was trying to be a chameleon and change into what she thought I liked. I hadn’t been laid in a while and she was damn fine but I didn’t ask her out. She was trouble on the hoof, a real game player. I was only 19 then and I could pick up the vibe and I don’t do subtle shit very well…at least not with women. I can figure out where elk are with very limited information but that’s another topic.
I know girls like the ones you described and I know a lot that aren’t that way. I have a daughter that’s almost 21 now and I’ve been around her friends enough to see there is a wide variety of chicks out there. Many are real people and some are basically pieces of shit with shiny wrapping.
You ever get one of those boxes of fancy chocolates? The kind with the different shapes and textures and fillings? Well, sometimes you don’t have to bite into every one to find out that some are good and others taste like recycled ass. Women are the same way. Study them a bit before you bite in. At least figure out if they like to be bitten first…
I had something like this happen to me. I knew the girl for over a year and didn’t think she was like that but I guess you never know. I eventually called her on her BS and she still continued to play games after that. I should have bailed out at the first signs but how are you supposed to know for sure. You don’t want to go around accusing people of things. She still wouldn’t admit what she done after the fact.
What happened to the infinite jest?! (Sorry if I messed up the punctuation, I know most of that play by ear, but not by sight.)
Anyway, YES I have had a lot of these problems, and it’s 180 since I started doing what I said that YOU should do.
Man. Don’t hate girls. They’re not worth hating. Just delete the phone number and move on. There are about 3 billion other women out there. It’s a pure numbers game.
Dan “I rode upon his shoulders I know not how oft…” McVicker
I wonder what happened to that “infinite jest” also. I wanted this to be a fun thread.
For the record, I was shooting pool with a woman just the other night. I had shot pool with her before and thought she was pretty cool, but this night she was acting really weird. It turns out she’s a total psycho. Not necessarily a bitch, but just psycho. I didn’t walk away from that, I RAN away. See, I’m not a total idiot.
