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All Rejections Are Not Created Equal That's a great quote! I'll have to watch that movie. You make a very good point – sometimes people find the magic, but it doesn't last, and what replaces it is not enough to sustain a relationship. Throughout history, marriages have often been arranged, and I'm sure many of those marriages were “happy” or “successful.” In our era, we want it all: the love, the magic, and the compatibility. And yes, sometimes we focus on one to the detriment of the others. In the end, I think we just trust our gut instincts and hope that we know when it's right. We blow it, miss other chances, but then we learn something, are a little wiser, and venture forth to do it some more.

It’s a tenet of the manosphere that women are typically unaware of what drives their behaviors. “Believe their actions, not their words” sums up the idea nicely. I recently had a conversation that demonstrated this point more blatantly than I’m accustomed to.

I was at a house party for a church friend of a church friend. I knew only about half the people there, and the female prospects were dismal. Nevertheless, there was a HB7 who I had met once previously and seemed pretty cool. At the party, I had previously steered the group conversation towards some hilarious but edgy topics and not backed down after the inevitable female “tsk”ing occurred, so she knew I wasn’t your average church niceguy.

During the course of the party we ended up seated next to each other and having a conversation. Since there was nothing better around and she was definitely cute, I found myself exercising my pickup skills: light touching, subtle teasing, amusing role playing, strong eye contact, dropping bait, etc. She was eating it up and all signs pointed toward interest: strong eye contact, body focus directed at me, re-engaging conversation with information-gathering questions, etc.

Of course, she was also throwing out shit tests like she had an overstock with the expiration date nearing.

I agreed and amplified at least three of them (if I remember correctly, they were digs at my ego and intellect) before I decided I’d had enough. Since she’d been throwing them out fast and hard, I simply waited until the next one and called her out on it.

“Damn girl, I just met you! What wrong with you?! Don’t you know how to be polite? Now you have to go sit in the corner and think about what you did,” I said while smiling.