Ein cooler Typ posted:

Is "strong, confident woman" the female version of Nice Guy?

As a result of a lunch conversation with a female friend recently, who was bemoaning her recent breakup and lack of success on the dating front.

Lots of "nice guys" are in reality clingy, annoying, assholish, entitled creeps. Which is why they don't make much headway; women (and men) can see who is polite, courteous and gentlemanly and if you have to call yourself a "nice guy" you probably are none of these things.

Likewise, my friend is loud-mouthed and obnoxious, a harpy if there ever was one. She likes to use the old "men are intimidated by strong confident women, like me" trope. Which, IMHO, is bollocks. She is no great catch, she is a lousy partner, which is why no one stays with her (seriously, she demanded that one guy go with her to the opera, as opposed to go to the hospital to be with his mother who had just had a coronary artery stenting, since he had a sibling who could be there and she really did not want to go alone or with a friend..

I have known many women who are strong and confident; they don't usually need to say that they are, you see it in their actions and the way they carried themselves. Ditto with real "nice guys".

So any validity to this hypothesis?

The Dennis System posted:

Mind blown.

Bareback Werewolf posted:

I think that all people are gay.

afeelgoodpoop posted:

i admit it, i used to be a nice guy. one day i decided, hey, what im doing is wrong. the world used to have grandmothers decide your mate, more recently people would be expected to socialize and save themselves for marriage. if a woman wants to get banged by three dudes at once while saying they love you over the phone and that theyr'e grocery shopping, its fine. if a woman uses all her emotional support welfare after getting an abortion to feed her cats, that's fine too. the modern world is a great place.. to be a woman.

Luxury Communism posted:

Femgoon here.

I just tricked this pathetic pussy into the friendzone.

I'm a little disappointed at how easy it was. I like a challenge and this one was like putty in my hands. He tried to do the nice guy routine, pretending he didn't want to have sex with me, which really turned me off. Its disingenuous, dishonest and obvious. So I flipped the script on him. If he was going to be fake with me by hiding his true intentions and try to trick me into a relationship, why shouldn't I be fake with him so that I can exploit him for emotional support?

I told him I just wanted to be friends. He said he was fine with that (I still laugh with my girlfriends when I mimic the facial expression he made). Then I waited. After about two weeks of us talking about my sex life with ex-boyfrieds in facebook chat, I invited him to come over and drink beers with me at my place. I had invited some other guys (who had girlfriends, some of them there, or were genuinely good friends) over and they were already there when he got there. After he arrived, I put on some music and started dancing seductively while constantly staring at him. I ignored the other guys in the room and I treated him like a king. I constantly brought him beers when the one he was drinking was empty. I sat in his lap and touched him a lot. I laughed at all his jokes. Basically, I gave his ego a hand job.

I repeated this process two more times, and by the third, he made a move on me. I shot him down of course, which was the plan all along, feigned surprise at his sexual attraction to me and apologized for giving him mixed signals. He accepted my apology and left.

Now he goes shopping with me, always answers the phone when I need some advice, helps me repair my car, and buys me flowers from time to time. He's a good little beta boy, who knows exactly how to please me. He's my pathetic little emotional tampon.

Luxury Communism posted:

Why don't you have a girlfriend? Oh, poo poo. Wait. I know. It's because you're a wreck, both mentally and physically, and emotionally stunted. You think you're smarter and more intelligent than everyone around you, and therefore rationalize your own lack of success as a laughably absurd conspiracy theory wherein the world has passed you over because you're somehow too edgy for the mainstream masses to understand.

Or maybe you just tell yourself and others that you "don't give a poo poo" in a desperate attempt to make it hurt less when you see yourself getting older, fatter, and more out of touch while those you look down on are adapting to suit the needs of the world, and learning their limitations while you childishly deny your own.

Perhaps you have taken to telling yourself that women are only interested in "Alpha Males", those that reside at the top of a scale that only you adhere to, and it is THIS rigid table of identity that is holding you back, and allowing society to pigeonhole you. Perhaps you tell yourself that people don't share your very narrow range of hobbies and interests aren't (or wouldn't be) interested in you, and therefore do not even try to engage them. In actuality these are all mechanisms that allow you to blame your own failings on everyone around you, and project your own narrow-minded perceptions onto society as a whole.

You instead choose the easy option of sitting at your computer all day, shielded by the anonymity of the internet, screaming abuse and nitpicking the goals and achievements of your betters while arguing the tiniest deviation in the interests of your peers from your own with a startling lack of understanding and empathy. They are the only other people on Earth that you can relate to, and you hate them because they like slightly different things.

Oh yeah. That's why you don't have a girlfriend. I forgot, for a moment.

mind the walrus posted:

I can't wait until libido suppression medication is mandatory for all boys. They don't get to have their first erection until they prove they understand the most basic sexual dynamics.

Luxury Communism posted:

Femgoon here.

I just tricked this pathetic pussy into the friendzone.

I'm a little disappointed at how easy it was. I like a challenge and this one was like putty in my hands. He tried to do the nice guy routine, pretending he didn't want to have sex with me, which really turned me off. Its disingenuous, dishonest and obvious. So I flipped the script on him. If he was going to be fake with me by hiding his true intentions and try to trick me into a relationship, why shouldn't I be fake with him so that I can exploit him for emotional support?

I told him I just wanted to be friends. He said he was fine with that (I still laugh with my girlfriends when I mimic the facial expression he made). Then I waited. After about two weeks of us talking about my sex life with ex-boyfrieds in facebook chat, I invited him to come over and drink beers with me at my place. I had invited some other guys (who had girlfriends, some of them there, or were genuinely good friends) over and they were already there when he got there. After he arrived, I put on some music and started dancing seductively while constantly staring at him. I ignored the other guys in the room and I treated him like a king. I constantly brought him beers when the one he was drinking was empty. I sat in his lap and touched him a lot. I laughed at all his jokes. Basically, I gave his ego a hand job.

I repeated this process two more times, and by the third, he made a move on me. I shot him down of course, which was the plan all along, feigned surprise at his sexual attraction to me and apologized for giving him mixed signals. He accepted my apology and left.

Now he goes shopping with me, always answers the phone when I need some advice, helps me repair my car, and buys me flowers from time to time. He's a good little beta boy, who knows exactly how to please me. He's my pathetic little emotional tampon.

Maya Fey posted:

Luxury Communism posted:

Femgoon here.

I just tricked this pathetic pussy into the friendzone.

I'm a little disappointed at how easy it was. I like a challenge and this one was like putty in my hands. He tried to do the nice guy routine, pretending he didn't want to have sex with me, which really turned me off. Its disingenuous, dishonest and obvious. So I flipped the script on him. If he was going to be fake with me by hiding his true intentions and try to trick me into a relationship, why shouldn't I be fake with him so that I can exploit him for emotional support?

I told him I just wanted to be friends. He said he was fine with that (I still laugh with my girlfriends when I mimic the facial expression he made). Then I waited. After about two weeks of us talking about my sex life with ex-boyfrieds in facebook chat, I invited him to come over and drink beers with me at my place. I had invited some other guys (who had girlfriends, some of them there, or were genuinely good friends) over and they were already there when he got there. After he arrived, I put on some music and started dancing seductively while constantly staring at him. I ignored the other guys in the room and I treated him like a king. I constantly brought him beers when the one he was drinking was empty. I sat in his lap and touched him a lot. I laughed at all his jokes. Basically, I gave his ego a hand job.

I repeated this process two more times, and by the third, he made a move on me. I shot him down of course, which was the plan all along, feigned surprise at his sexual attraction to me and apologized for giving him mixed signals. He accepted my apology and left.

Now he goes shopping with me, always answers the phone when I need some advice, helps me repair my car, and buys me flowers from time to time. He's a good little beta boy, who knows exactly how to please me. He's my pathetic little emotional tampon.

Smythe posted:

chatting with hike school bae at night. shes opn the telephone in bed reading a fashion mag and im playing diablo 1 with no sound on my epically op wizard. she thinks shes getting the better part of the bargain abusing my good boy emotional fragility and epic listening skills... little does she know i can jack off to the memory of her epic knockers and the imagination of her pummeling me to death beneath her doc martins while my powerful wizard, Drek'Nash, uses his sorcery to not only easily destroy Diablo himself but jack off many succubi at the same time, asserting his alpha powers. confused much? welcome to the polysexual world of 2002 teenhood

mind the walrus posted:

It's the exact same with a guy. He's already picturing someone he wants to ride everyday like public transit before even mentioning a single personality characteristic.

Beef Turret posted:

Secular Humanist posted:

"you're like family to me" = "I'll never gently caress you ever"

Bareback Werewolf posted:

I think that all people are gay.

Pick posted:

Women will prefer a man who is honest about not giving a poo poo about women over men who are dishonest about actually not giving a poo poo about women. Because men don't give a poo poo about women, it's just a matter of whether or not they're willing to admit it.

Pick posted:

Women will prefer a man who is honest about not giving a poo poo about women over men who are dishonest about actually not giving a poo poo about women. Because men don't give a poo poo about women, it's just a matter of whether or not they're willing to admit it.