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So Sunday my friend was going to meet an old friend of his from years ago for a drink while she was in town. She’s been sick and away for ages. Friday night he spet a good deal of time defaming me on the phone and pre-framing my career as a dating coach. Since I loves me a challenge, I decided to some along. She’s a nice enough girl and I am trying to turn her into a rave buddy. I need more of those, as I only have 3 right now and that is simply not enough.
So we are supposed to meet her in central, right near the watch shop I want to go to. My friend also need to get a new watch battery, so it’s perfect for both of us. As we are waiting at the bus stop, she calls him and he is there looking at the night bus map like a moron, looking for a tube station that doesn’t even exist. I’m like dude there is one bus from our neighborhood to central. He ignores me and I get on the bus. He just watches it drive off. I get off after one stop. He has to walk to where I am anyways, at the bus station. It’s really interesting to observe someone who can’t think when he is being ordered around by a woman that he’s not even dating. It’s really darkly fascinating. This is when I decided to spend the day just seeing how he actually lives. I learned so much.
She has decided to change the location to a deeply different part of hte city and it will take us nearly an hour to get there. He just listens meekly on the phone and obeys. He is riding her train. Big time. I try to say something, but he feels just lucky that she’ll let him see her at all. So we ride a bus through hell. I saw parts of this city I don’t expect to see again until Judgement Day. Only a Terminator chasing me will get me to this neighborhood again.
So we finally get off the bus in the area she said. He has no idea where to go next. I’m like why don’t you call her to find out where we are actually meeting her. So he texts her because he doesn’t want to disturb her. Now this probably reads like I was watching him with disdain. That’s because I was. But only a little. I am the David Attenborough of AFCs. I’d love to go into detail about some of the stuff his gf does, but he would probably kill me.
So finally she calls him and tells him the name of a pub. While he is talking to her he is walking South. I’m like why are you walking that way? He tells me it might be South. He has no idea how to find the place, since the cross street she told him “technically” doesn’t exist. I stop him and take over, because I am not turning this into Judgement Night. I look up the pub in my phone and it’s north of us. A lot north. So we walk a while and I find it with my phone GPS. If I wasn’t afraid of the sun setting on the ghetto, I would have stayed out of it just to see how he would have found the pub. I honestly have no idea what his plan was. I think he was going to walk in larger and larger circles. But I’m only guessing. Next time I’ll find out.
We finally get to the pub. Normally I don’t reveal locations very much, but this is the worst pub on planet earth. The Three Crowns. I almost punched out the manager. Rarely do people so successfully fill me with rage. We walk in and they tell me that I can’t have food. They stopped serving it 15 minutes ago. So I have to eat at ghetto KFC and boy was it gross. You really can taste the difference. While we’re in there the girl shows up. Turns out she’s never been here before either. She picked the location randomly. Because my friend refused to take any leadership in the situation, we end up in the ghetto. By random. I honestly don’t think that he has even figured that out a week later.
So we go into the bar. Now this girl has had major back surgery and needs to rest it. Even tho I think she treats my friend a little weakly, I’m not a bastard. So we try and sit at an empty table. They tell us you can only sit there if you want food. We say can we have food. Of course not. Now they haven’t been serving for an hour. So we go to the other end of the bar. We can’t sit here becaue it’s table service only. Oh and you can’t sit here unless you are eating. We are in a pub with 10 empty tables all over. And we’re not allowed to sit. She was giving the manager hell. Even now I’m so enraged at someone treating my friend’s friend like this with her injuries that I wanna get on a bus and burn this mother down. So we can’t sit anywhere. I want to shatter our drinks on the floor and walk out. Or punch the guy.
Finally we sneak a table while the ass isn’t looking. I pointed out that the manager was flexing his small amount of power as an expression of his sexual dissatisfaction with his life. Guys who are getting laid don’t get off on keeping injured girls standing. We laugh and feel better.
We chill out for a while and talk about normal stuff, but eventually we talk about game. Sigh. Now this girl is a party girl, raver, uses tons of drugs, does modeling work and has had every variation of a 3some from 2 dudes to 3 girls. Yet, she has a problem with men learning to have better lives. I find it fascinating. Only 1% of women have any issue at all with my work. And they are always the most sexually priveliged. She also has an orbiter. She thinks she’s talking nice about him, but it’s so textook it’s amazing. She wishes she could love him. She’s slept with him a few times just to test it out. After all he’s really good looking. She said he bang a lot of girls when he goes out. Apparently, it’s ok to get laid as long as it’s either luck or purely based on looks. I couldn’t tell what her actual position was.
Anyways, she kept talking about how great he is and she hopes that someday he can find a girl that will love him back. It’s so condesdencing and I bet she doesn’t even know. She is talking him up becuase the better the guy that is in love with her, the better she looks. It’s weird how in conversation now, I almost miss the talk as I only hear the true subcommunication. I used to be like this dude and have a girl talk about me this way, so I know it all. Either way, it was a long boring chat and she was so angry by the term pua. I accidentally said it later on. I was like come on a night with a student and then judge. She promised she would. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned is that it will never happen. So many girls say that to me and it’s always a lie. But it ends the conversation right there.
Then it’s time for her to go to her friends house. She has drawn a little map. It involves walking several hundred meters through a dark closed park in the hood. Amazing. So we walk her and my friend carries her huge bag. It takes 90 minutes. I didn’t say anything, even though we could have taken a bus and been there in 10 minutes. I wanted to see what would happen if I again didn’t take charge. With girls my friend just doesn’t lead. And this is what happens. Hours of meandering. They were about to walk through the park when I vetoed that. He called me a coward. I was like dude I can fight, but I’m not stupid. I don’t want my corpse found in London’s historic Rape Park.
We get to the house we are going to and Holy Crap. I have been in the ghettos of most cities in the Eastern half of the United States. I was still impressed. Tons of people just standing in the street. So we wait in the house while our friend gets dressed and meet her friend. My friend immediately tells her I teach game. She has a problem with it. I wanted to say don’t worry, there is no chance of one of my students ever approaching you, but that would have been mean. I told her how important it is to tell the truth. She said something that I didn’t cotton on to for a few days.
When I told her that guys should always tell the truth and tell their feelings, her first thought was of a creepy guy walking up to a girl and being creepy and saying she’s beautiful. She says wouldn’t it be better for him to lie at first. So her first thought is of creepy guys. She can’t imagine a high value guy complimenting her. And she advocated men lying to women while she has a problem with me teaching game.
I really have nothing to say. I debated in high school for an amazing team. So if you don’t have a congruent argument, I’m going to notice. The moment someone advocates lying to me, I have a problem. My core value is honesty and I’m actually planning some experiments later this year in the area…. but I find it fascinating how little girls understand attraction switches.
We walk the girls back to the tube station and go home. It takes ages and my friend and I are starving. I really don’t think he sees what happened. It will be interesting to see how he reacts to reading this. I think some people in this world just live inside the Matrix and have no desire to escape. He’s a really nice guy and puts up with my behaviour which says a lot. Plus he has like 5 extra abs. Girls like those.
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