So a very recent phenomenon has happened to me a few times in the past couple of months and I couldn’t resist the chance to write about it.
About eight months ago, I was sitting in a local coffee shop working on my blog when I got a good IOI looking up from my computer of a HB 7 typing away on her laptop in the same vicinity.
I approached, sat down, and started talking to her. We hit it off pretty well. She was one of my very first approaches.
I closed and got her number. I called her and we set up a date.
As the date got closer, she contacted me and abruptly cancelled. Really no explanation except she was “really busy with work.”
But we all know what that means in fem-speak. She was spinning plates. And it’s okay for her to do that.
The old me would not have understood that. But we’re in Red Pill me time now.
I never heard from her again. Until…
Just recently, I had posted a updated workout pic as I am working very hard to improve my physique. Low and behold, I get a text from her.
“So how are you?”
Of course, my first text was, “who is this?” (I knew, but I also knew why she was texting)
“It’s Trish. I was thinking about you, wanted to see what you were up to.”
I replied coldly, “Doing my thing. What can I do for you?”
“Well, I was wanting to see if you wanted to meet up and get some coffee sometime.” she weakly stammered.
I responded directly. “I appreciate the offer, however, I really don’t make it a habit of going out with girls who cancel dates and never return texts or calls.”
She tried to apologize, but I wasn’t having it. I cut her off and said my goodbyes.
Anatomy of a Bandwagon Bitch
This whole situation was thought provoking for two reasons:
- If this was the old me, I would’ve gone out with her in a split second and,
- This was a textbook example of what the manosphere is always preaching about with hypergamy.
So before we go into the two issues above, let’s analyze the woman who was doing this above.
She’s 28, brunette, business professional. She’s hot enough to have 20-30 orbiters around her at all times for validation and ego enhancement. She won’t stay in one place for very long, having a ton of casual sex but not owning up to it, and when she does have a relationship, it lasts at most a few months. In a word, she’s “flighty.”
In her hummingbird world, there will always be a better man. Until there isn’t. In the female game of musical chairs just before her epiphany phase, she’s hedging her bets to get the best possible “beta bucks” all while having her last flings with alphas that she hopes to “change” before she hits the wall.
Women like this are fighting the inevitable, trying desperately to keep the epiphany phase at bay. But as we all know, the check comes due sooner rather than later.
Which is why I wasn’t the least bit surprised when this particular girl was coming up on my phone.
From eight months ago until now, I have improved my wardrobe, lost 20 pounds, and have been steadily improving my approaching, confidence, and demeanor. So I was at least aware of the possibility of this happening, however, what got me thinking was the TYPES of women who were coming back trying to “give me the pleasure of having her in her life” as one Bandwagon Bitch put it.
The few that have come crawling back try to trick themselves into thinking they aren’t crawling at all. As with all female solipsism examples like casual sex that doesn’t count or the universe representing only her views, they feel like now I’m “good enough” to include in their “spectacular” lives.
But the old me wouldn’t have figured this out. I would’ve been happy if a HB 7 came calling at all, and would’ve done all I could do to make it work, even when she cheated on me years later because she’s bored.
The societal landscape has changed.
These are single women essentially acting like single men. And we as a society are okay with that.
But as we shun single men because they “refuse” to settle down or “grow up”, we celebrate single women as powerful because they don’t do that. We aren’t empowering females by encouraging them to act like males, we’re killing the woman that lies naturally within her, cutting off nourishment.
The consequences of such a paradigm shift are starting to show.
As we are seeing more and more, there’s buyer’s remorse from betas on their flighty wives, post wall women regretting they didn’t have kids or live the life of a woman, and lonely middle aged feminists looking for men to “man up, grow a pair” and take on them and their kids.
But like I said, there’s a new me in town.
I chose not to fall for the bull, and as with most things in the manosphere, knowledge is power, and she played right into obscurity.
Don’t Fall For It
The reason the manosphere talks so much about things like this is that they DO happen. And this is just another example of it. Knowing what to look for and how to avoid it can only help you achieve a level of awareness that will keep you focused when a girl of better attributes does enter your life.
However, the most disturbing thing about this is that, somewhere, at some point, some guy will take the bait and be stuck with this nightmare. And those are the men that I’m trying to reach everyday. They must not make this mistake, or they’re in for a world of hurt.
So as you’re working on your quality, be mindful that some girl you’ve approached or been intimate with is watching you and will be in touch again because you’re better than you were.
And without hesitation, please show this “Bandwagon Bitch” the door.
If she doesn’t like you when you’re at your worst, she doesn’t deserve you at your best.