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Originally Posted by smc
When I read a generalization such as the one I've highlighted in boldface above, I always want to ask those who make them whether they realize that such hyperbole is nearly always a reflection of them, not of the reality of the world around them. I mention this only because, Trogdor, if you can make such a hyperbolic comment so easily, you might want to explore how you come across more generally when you're out there being "not typical". I offer this suggestion with respect and no particular judgment.
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Before anyone decides to crucify me....
In my school days:
When you try to ask one out, be it during or well after high school, and she gives you the "Oh, Trog, you're all nice and cute and all, but can't we just be friends?" then she runs off and pretty much screws star football player, ....and yet comes to you as a shoulder to cry on when he treated her terribly, or wanting you to her her with school work so she won't flunk, or worse, adding more insult to injury, she wants you to help her looser boy friend with school work so he won't get kicked off the team (I told her to stop dating dummies and told the boy friend myself to fuck himself)....that makes them brutes.
Or they pretend to like you, wanting to make dates and so on, and when you come to them, ready to make plans, they grin and say, "It was a joke!", in front of your friends and enemies....that makes them brutes.
After my school days:
When they get all lovey dovey with you, having great phone calls/chats, making dating plans......and when you show up the night for said date, you arrive and she tells you "Oh, I'm sorry, Trog, but I decided to give my ex boy friend (abusive, beer guzzling, drug using, cheating losers) another chance....I'm sorry", especially when said boy friends are actually there when you arrive, or any other back stabbing on the night of said dates....which has happened several times, that's makes them brutes.
When you date one for quite awhile, and she and her family just ups and moves away without telling you she is moving, and also not having the consideration or decency of telling you when, where and why....and not even saying good bye, showing that you, apparently are not important to her in anyway, it seems....that makes them brutes.
You meet one online and get to know her, and after a year or two of really getting along well, and make plans to meet each other, and having spend a a lot of time scrapping together a good chunk of cash to take with me to see her....on the week I was going to stop by, she goes off with someone else (and she did not even say it at first. A few things she said and how she acted got me suspicious) and it turns out to be some jerk in the army, and she goes with him, just because she wanted to be in the army (She did not even have the courage to pee in a damn cup for the examination), and therefore I asked, "So what about me, then?" and she just went, "Sorry, Trog". And turns out the army guy cheated on her shortly after hooking up.
That makes them brutes.
Or meeting someone where you used to work at, and starting calling an chatting, and making plans for where to go for our date, and I go to her workplace, at the end of her shift, with some presents (this was on Valentine's day) and she tells you she's gone back to her abusive, loser ex, who's a drummer in a no-name rock band that will never get anywhere....on Valentine's day of all days....and without telling me she's gone back to the useless dog of an ex in the first place....and Mr. Rock Star left her all knocked up and left town, that makes them brutes.
One girl, who NEVER gave me the time of day in high school, despite the fact I tried, called me up a couple of years ago (how she got a hold of my unlisted number still baffles me) and she was all friendly, wanting to meet up with me and such (which already set the warning alarm off in my head, she was NEVER this nice to me). So, wanting to see just what in the smeggin' hell she was up to, I play along with her....to meet her at such and such restaurant in town. I get there a few minutes prior to the set time, getting myself ready for anything. In she comes...boy she let herself go. She had to have packed on 60 pounds or so, had her hair in one of those unflattering helmet styles you often seeing middle aged moms or the wives of politicians have, and though she was 25 or so, she looked closer to 40 or 45 (all those years of drinking, smoking, drugs, and partying must have finally got her). And while we ate, she was going on about her life, getting knocked up by some guy (and he was no where to be seen...big surprise) and so on. She started getting so friendly and such, going on about how I used to like her and maybe giving it a try. Now this was an insult to me......she actually thought that, after all these years of ignoring me and fucking every star jock in school, acting as if I never existed.....that I'd STILL want her.....even after she became all fat and used up and with an kid?! Disgusted, I told her, "You never wanted me a decade ago....you HAD your chance back then and you BLEW it! I suggest you stop looking for some sucker to take care of your daughter, and start raising your daughter so she does not become a train wreck like you. Don't you ever contact me again, or I'll be pressing harassment charges against you, good day." I got up and said to the girl at the front desk, "The woman at table 11 will be covering the check," and I left. If she was not a brute, I dunno what is.
Gonna end it there, before I get angry remembering all this.
And this is just a small sample, the ones that really stick out.
So....yea....I think I am justified in what I say, and that I can back up what I say and think.
And the fact that ts girls have treated me much better than any g-girl has ever done so far, I'll stick to my words, thank you. ~Goes back to drinking his tea~