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I feel for ya. WTF is with them flaking out. Its gotten to the point where is just over the top. Move on an next time you see her at the checkout don't ask why just move on threw an don't really acknowledge her. I do a freeze when they do bad behavior.
It's a pain in the ass, right? I don't feel sorry for myself. My confidence is not shaken. I'm just confused. I'm WAY overqualified for the girls I take home. Dude I'm a fucking touring musician (and when I'm on the road, I literally don't have to lift a finger and I can get HB9's and 10's easily... but... that's another story), I'm a great keys player, I have a masters, I'm good looking, witty, and extremely confident in my approach... and I've gotten flaked on by 2 HB6's and 1 HB8 (last night) in the last few weeks, all three of whom barely make above minimum wage and 2 of whom have no mode of transportation.
I'm so far from being a "nice guy" too. If anything, I get accused by about 40% of the girls I talk to for being a "smooth talker."
To be fair though, I guess I only remember the flakes and rarely do I dwell on my successes. I do have a few HB6's eating out of my hand right now, but who the fuck wants an HB6 anyway. Plus they weren't cold approaches, so that's just too easy.
I really don't get it. Maybe there's no rhyme or reason. Maybe it's like Mystery says, women are just programmed to flake... on guys, girls, even themselves. It's just very bizarre, very irritating, and it feels like the universe is broken or something.