Part-Time Chad
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I came back from getting laser treatment on my face yesterday, and my cheeks got all flushed and swollen. This made women treat me like shit on my way home because my face lost definition and looked deformed. Even brown goblinas were avoiding me in the street. Bascially, everyone seemed cold and mean.
But I got the exact opposite reaction on my way to the dermatologist. For example:
- A cute foid, in her mid-20s, got on my train, sat down, and stared at me, like a deer caught in headlights. When I didn't react, she got up and stood near the doors, right next to where I was sitting. At the same time, a middle-aged woman, sitting to my side, kept glancing over, trying to get me to notice her. I could tell she was jealous of the young foid that was competing with her for my attention.
- I got a half-smile from a young foid in the street, and a wry smile from another foid who was annoyed that I didn't reciprocate her stare.
- One guy, who I nearly bumped into while he was carrying his young son on his shoulders, told me "it's ok, it's ok", in a very friendly, reassuring voice. Imagine if my cheeks had been swollen? He'd have yelled at me to watch where the fuck I'm going, JFL.
- When I arrived at the doctor's, a black woman, that got on my elevator, made pleasant small talk with me about the weather outside (it was raining).
- The front desk receptionist flashed a broad smile and greeted me with textbook hospitality. I felt like I couldn't get her to be mad at me if I tried.
- Even my doctor and his female assistant were being overly friendly and accommodating.
Looking good is not just about sex. It's a requirement for being treated like a human being in your everyday life. I don't feel comfortable being treated like a god, but it's still better than being disrespected and abused.
Real-life water reminder.
But I got the exact opposite reaction on my way to the dermatologist. For example:
- A cute foid, in her mid-20s, got on my train, sat down, and stared at me, like a deer caught in headlights. When I didn't react, she got up and stood near the doors, right next to where I was sitting. At the same time, a middle-aged woman, sitting to my side, kept glancing over, trying to get me to notice her. I could tell she was jealous of the young foid that was competing with her for my attention.
- I got a half-smile from a young foid in the street, and a wry smile from another foid who was annoyed that I didn't reciprocate her stare.
- One guy, who I nearly bumped into while he was carrying his young son on his shoulders, told me "it's ok, it's ok", in a very friendly, reassuring voice. Imagine if my cheeks had been swollen? He'd have yelled at me to watch where the fuck I'm going, JFL.
- When I arrived at the doctor's, a black woman, that got on my elevator, made pleasant small talk with me about the weather outside (it was raining).
- The front desk receptionist flashed a broad smile and greeted me with textbook hospitality. I felt like I couldn't get her to be mad at me if I tried.
- Even my doctor and his female assistant were being overly friendly and accommodating.
Looking good is not just about sex. It's a requirement for being treated like a human being in your everyday life. I don't feel comfortable being treated like a god, but it's still better than being disrespected and abused.
Real-life water reminder.
