My belief has always been that there is an ass for every seat and certainly for every dude, there is some poor woman willing to have sex w them. I can't fathom that undid t have that choice. Again my assumption is extremely broad but if you were so horrible then most of them would fuck u for money either. I realize they put up w a lot but most draw the line somewhere..
Despite what I might ramble on about here when drunk and depressed, I can admit that I am not "so horrible".
It's just that I was not the "in" type for the 80s.
Back then, the girls went for the muscleheads. I remember a skinny kid who came back one fall all pumped up. He was obviously on steroids, but the girls were flocking around him.
I never had any interest in anything under a 7. And even then, before I had money, to me a 7 would have been settling.
I remember in college there was this blonde 10 I would see around campus.
She was the only one there I had eyes for.
I used to find SWs on 11th Ave that looked similar to her (and all of them were as young or younger).
The choice between banging that vs conventionally dating a plain faced 140 lber with thunder thighs was no brainer to me.
I now KNOW it wasn't the right way to go about things.
I should have waited it out, focused on my career and devised a life strategy -- mostly developing charm (something I have never done -- I'm as blunt as a sledgehammer), to get the 8s. 9s and 10s I wanted.
But I didn't.
Through my 20s, 30s and early 40s, I was "satisfied" with being a relatively well-off consultant and being able to afford hookers whenever I wanted instead of starting my own consulting firm or going full steam on the Managing Director route and trying to be a 1%er.
My mistake and nothing I can do about it now.
Except to tell the younger guys here not to make the same mistake.