I am 42 now. This happened while I was in college. I had zero game. I had never heard of game. It might have been 2000 or 2001.
In college I worked hard on my studies, as I had some success in this, and I figured it would eventually pay off. I decided to major in creative writing and go onto grad school to get a MFA. I was going to write short stories or novels and teach. (I eventually discarded this for law). My creative writing teacher was impressed with my work. This became apparent to everyone in the class as we workshopped everyone’s assignments.
One Friday night I was in my dorm room with my door open doing homework. Yes, homework on a Friday night while in college. I was a nerd. A girl from my creative writing class walks into my room (I don’t know how she found it, because I didn’t tell her—she had to research and hunt me down). She essentially starts assaulting me. She tries to kiss me, she tells me I am brilliant, and she wants to read all my stuff, and she starts trying to remove my clothes…with my door still open.
I didn’t understand what was happening. I thought I was on some hidden camera show or something. Anyway, I manage to close my door and peel her off of me for a second, but once the door was closed she got crazier. I was used to having to try with girls, I simply could not get my head around this chick throwing herself at me. I politely declined.
At the end of the year, another girl from the same creative writing class of 12, found me at the end of a party. She was my type. Short, olive skin, long hair, cute face, and she had a giant rack. Giant.
She says, “do you want to hang out at my place”. I agree. Once there, she says, “Do you want to see my room?” I agree. She says, to you want to make out, “I agree.” Clueless young T gets some action, and I had to do NOTHING.
It matters in your life, how women perceive your status. Game helps. However, I doubt there is any substitute for actual status that is verified for her by authorities or hierarchy. As a young man, it is important (I think) that you spend time cultivating skills where you have a chance to gain status that is visible to others. This will help your life in many ways—one of which is that gaming women is easier or even not even necessary—as they will hunt you down.
Find an area in your life where you can excel. Do that and not something else. Don’t make women your purpose, make your purpose your purpose, and they will show up.
I think life as an exceptional short story writer might have been better than life as a moderately successful attorney.
T
In college I worked hard on my studies, as I had some success in this, and I figured it would eventually pay off. I decided to major in creative writing and go onto grad school to get a MFA. I was going to write short stories or novels and teach. (I eventually discarded this for law). My creative writing teacher was impressed with my work. This became apparent to everyone in the class as we workshopped everyone’s assignments.
One Friday night I was in my dorm room with my door open doing homework. Yes, homework on a Friday night while in college. I was a nerd. A girl from my creative writing class walks into my room (I don’t know how she found it, because I didn’t tell her—she had to research and hunt me down). She essentially starts assaulting me. She tries to kiss me, she tells me I am brilliant, and she wants to read all my stuff, and she starts trying to remove my clothes…with my door still open.
I didn’t understand what was happening. I thought I was on some hidden camera show or something. Anyway, I manage to close my door and peel her off of me for a second, but once the door was closed she got crazier. I was used to having to try with girls, I simply could not get my head around this chick throwing herself at me. I politely declined.
At the end of the year, another girl from the same creative writing class of 12, found me at the end of a party. She was my type. Short, olive skin, long hair, cute face, and she had a giant rack. Giant.
She says, “do you want to hang out at my place”. I agree. Once there, she says, “Do you want to see my room?” I agree. She says, to you want to make out, “I agree.” Clueless young T gets some action, and I had to do NOTHING.
It matters in your life, how women perceive your status. Game helps. However, I doubt there is any substitute for actual status that is verified for her by authorities or hierarchy. As a young man, it is important (I think) that you spend time cultivating skills where you have a chance to gain status that is visible to others. This will help your life in many ways—one of which is that gaming women is easier or even not even necessary—as they will hunt you down.
Find an area in your life where you can excel. Do that and not something else. Don’t make women your purpose, make your purpose your purpose, and they will show up.
I think life as an exceptional short story writer might have been better than life as a moderately successful attorney.
T
