I was sure I was flirt-texting with The One. Until he saw me on Instagram
Summary: twat accidentally texts the wrong number. The guy at the other end of the number texts her back, games the fuck out of her (seriously, his text game is on point) and she falls in love. I'm not kidding. This is just from text messages.
we eventually exchanged demographics.
Me: "32. Single. White. Female. Accomplished."
Him: "30. Single. White. Male. I'd like to think I'm accomplished. And I can cook."
I was mentally picking out my wedding dress. Maybe a barn wedding with Mason jars instead of wine glasses. And tea lights strung up in the beams.
Christ lady, calm the fuck down. This is crazy talk when all you've done is chatted. You sound thirsty as fuck. Also, telling a man you're "accomplished" is like a man telling you he's a gamer. He might be proud of that, just like you're proud of your job with the LA Times (where you write articles about parties you go to and wrong numbers you text - frankly, the gamer guy is more impressive) - but the opposite sex isn't interested in this shit.
I would roll my eyes if you texted me that, and I'd file it under "red flag." Career women are a dime-a-dozen and usually have giant chips on their shoulder. If you want to pique a guy's interest, try playing up feminine characteristics. Those are rare.
We exchange Instagram info and promptly stalk each other. He's cute, built, on the tall side, sails, has fun-looking friends. I'm beside myself.
"You're cute!!!" I text.
Ten minutes later. Nothing.
I'm beside myself. "Omigod," I text, "you don't think I'm cute."
You gave him ten whole minutes, eh? That would be red-flag number (at least number) two for me, and unless you were a supermodel (spoiler: we're going to get to that) I'd definitely cut you off right there. You are literally a crazy lady.
I also want to point out her description of him: tall, built. Doesn't that already put him in the top, say 25% of men? He's at least in the top 1/3. She also makes note of his social status, and given the way he gamed her via text, it's clear this guy has options. Keep that in mind because here comes the good part:
I feel it's important to note at this point that I'm attractive. I'm no Eva Mendes, but I'm above-average decent-looking, if that's OK to say about oneself. I showed his picture to a few friends to make sure I was in his league and he was in mine — we were, they assured me.
Okay, leaving aside the obvious naivety of "my friends assured me" - she says that she's above average. Well, let's have a look (and keep in mind, she lives in Los Angeles so her competition is actresses and models).
You can google her and find more if you think I picked a bad one. I swear to god that's the most attractive pic I could find. She's the one on the left.
This bitch is a few pounds overweight (not exactly fat, but not where she needs to be), has really bad skin (there are other pics where it's obvious), and has an ugly face, particularly her chin. Now, I'm not trying to be mean to her, because I don't care enough to be mean to her; I only point all of this out so as to juxtaposition it against the guy, who is (from her description and the evidence) got it going on, and to refute her claim that she is above average. Not in LA, she's not!
The guy is out of her league, and she went to crazy town on him (the 10 minute thing), and there were other read flags too. So, sexual-market mismatch plus the mistakes she's made = he rejects her. He doesn't tell her off or anything. He just stops texting.
It's really not a big deal. It happens to everyone.
I wasn't hot enough. I wasn't a 10. I wasn't a model or an actress with perfect hair and size 0 jeans
Basically, yeah. This is all true. And so what? He can pull dimes. And he has a right to his standards, even if he can't get them.
The tone of these sentences is that he's wrong; that it's unfair that he treated her this way. Which brings me back to what I started this post with. Imagine a man writing this. Like, if a man posted this here at mgtowhq I would tell him to stop his bellyaching. But in reality, men get frustrated when they go through 100 women without getting a response - when they're messaging old bitches and fatties and not getting responses - that's at least a little understandable.
But this lady? She got rejected just once, and by someone out of her league, and she writes a whole article about it and the LA Times fucking prints it! Isn't the patriarchy supposed to prevent her from spewing this shit on the internet??
This level of entitled crazy is just not at all worth dealing with.