Where’s the lie
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Oh, I've been trying to leave but I think my industry is just one of the most cucked ever. I was doing some applications yesterday and this one company wanted me to write in my cover letter what Diversity and Inclusion meant to me and what I've done to promote Diversity and Inclusion in the workforce. It's getting out of control...
Every guy has his style. I can't pick up whores to save my life. For whatever the reason, I just don't come off attractive to a whore. I seem to do well at bars with the outsider girls who're just there for a friends birthday but haven't been out drinking at a bar for a year or the newly broken up long-term relationship girl who's out with all her girlfriends but who normally never goes out. My edge with these women seems to be my ability to connect on a genuine level and conversation. The bar star regular single girls who anyone would classify as a whole meant just for fucking has never been a woman I have ever been able to sleep with even when I tried.
Then fuck your industry. There's always other options, you probably have more transferable-skills than you think. Look around, think outside the box.
Since I like you I'll tell you the way to pick up basically any woman that you meet in a bar.
First things first, for this to truly work you need to be on a no-fap for at least a week. You need to be as horny as possible.
If you want to have your pick then all you really need is cocaine. If you're so hard up they're shying away, then first go to the strip club, get a lapdance from the one who most looks like she can find you drugs, whisper in her ear that you'd like to score some blow, tip her, and then she'll send the bouncer that sells drugs over to your table and then score a half-ball. Leave the strip club, go home, shower, change and go to the bar.
Have a beer, do a small bump in the bathroom then have another and start chatting up women about nothing important. Keep the conversation on her as much as possible and then once you're finished your beer tell her to order you another, and get something for herself then fuck off to the bathroom to do another small bump.
She will notice that you clearly did cocaine in the bathroom and be intrigued by the prospect of doing cocaine. Have your drink with her, then halfway though say that you need to go to the bathroom again.
She will probably ask right there if she can come, but if she doesn't then she'll probably invite you to come to the bathroom with her shortly after. You may even get a blowjob out of her on the spot if that happens. You'll definitely get to see her take a piss while you draw out a couple of proper lines and start to truly get into a night of degeneracy with a bar slut.
After that, it doesn't matter what you do, it doesn't matter what you say. You've got the bag of cocaine and that means that she'll fuck you.
As I say, you don't want to marry a woman that you meet at a bar. That being said, God bless 'em!
This is definitely the trick I've always been missing. The guys I knew fucking lots of these women were always doing coke. I just never knew how to find girls who'd fuck you for coke because in my experience usually these guys would bring the women to them rather than hit on randoms. I never thought to make it obvious I was doing coke but not too obvious in order to kind of signal that to girls. Seems obvious now...
Might be worth a try depending on how degenerate I feel like going. Thanks for the protip.
Give 'er.
The real PROTIP is that banging coked-up barsluts isn't as much fun as you'd think.
It's fun but they kind of suck and you get sick of their coked-up whore-babble fast.
That's just what you need though, taking the pussy off the pedestal is critical.
That's when you realize that the most important thing about women is whether they're nice, and you enjoy spending time with them and that's the only important thing (their politics will be repugnant when you meet them of course, but that changes fast. Just avoid the subject for the first six months.)
That's the point when you meet the woman with whom you'll want to settle down.
That being said, savour the single life because there's far worse things than hanging out with your bros tomcatting around.
For example, , chick flicks and fucking Drag Race. Ever been in a Sephora with a vicious hangover for over 45 minutes? I have. Sephora is hell on earth, if you ever want to be happy about your single status then go there for some cologne and look at the faces on all of the men who are in their with their wife or girlfriend.
Have you ever sat through a fucking Bette Midler movie? One year I had to watch every fucking film that had been nominated for an Oscar in a marathon, then dress up as our favourite character and go to a fucking Oscar party.
Then there's the PMS.
I love my old girl, I love her like crazy. She's great and I'm the luckiest man in the world.
But once you're taken, you'll look back to the days when you got to spend a ton of time drinking with your boys wistfully so make sure to enjoy it while you can.
Always remember, "no matter how hot she is, no matter how nice she is, someone, somewhere, is sick of her shit."
You'll be fine no matter what bro, enjoy yourself.