- In a bar of 100 people, I’m definitely the alpha male.
- I’m so alpha, in fact, that when one dude out of a group of three or four starts to talk to me, the relationship is shut down by the group leader when he notices.
- I’m so alpha that women half my age will walk over and ask for a cigarette in order to strike up a conversation.
But, seriously, all this alpha isn’t helping. I feel like more of a waste of space… wasted potential. And lonely.
But, now I’m preparing for 48 hours alone in my cave. I have the obligatory potato chips and beer.
I’m a little sad that the guys in the bar were intimidated by me. Perhaps I should move to a larger city.
It’s funny that not having male friends is really more of a problem than not having female ones. I’ve enjoyed these last few weeks hanging out in bars with guys, but I don’t understand what the issue is… Yes, I’m a weirdo, and yes, I’m pretty sure money grows from trees, but I’m way more interested in the cool things you do for a living than I do. Crap, I yell at computers… and you build things people sleep in. You’re way cooler than I am… I just happen to make more money.
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