I have met many girls, but this one really took the cake.

Met her at the venue; she was already seated. I wasn’t having it, so I told her, ‘Let’s go to the bar.’

=> You don’t want face-to-face interactions. Side to side is better.

When chatting with her, it was all about her; I just stayed quiet and let her talk, using follow-up questions as needed.

Profile:

- 24

- Job: Stripper

- Smokes

- Swears

- “bruv” “fam” “capping” => strag language

This was a real test of not showing shock and not being judgmental:

Her: “Do you have tattoos?” (read: I like guys with tattoos)

Me: “Maybe you will see” (I don’t have any, but don’t respond directly)

Her: “I just got two following my break-up with my toxic ex” (read: this is a way for me to heal whilst deflecting responsibility to someone else)

Me: “Every girl has a toxic ex”.

Her: “If a guy do me wrong, I will fuck him up 10 times more, cuz he was hosting sex parties, even though it is not my thing, to get back at him I fucked 10 guys out of spite that same night”.

Me: “At the same time?” (Me playing dumb)

Her: “No, not at the same time”

Me: “So one after the next”

Her: “Yeah”

Me: “Most guys you fucked at the same time?”

Her: “4”

Me: “At that same event?”

Her: “No, another time”

Then she was shitting of a guy she went on a date with who was judgmental of her behaviour, and she left (shocking).

In my head, “I was like, yeah, whatever you say”.

Me: “You seem to have a pretty high sex drive”

Her: “Yeah, like every day I need to wank, there was this guy who told me he did not wank, what’s wrong with you, bruv?”

Me : “You must have some rolling dicks to keep up with the flow”

She confirms, but complains they aren’t that great. However, she says they’ll do for the moment. She mentions that she is looking to build a connection with a guy who dicks her properly but is nice to speak with, but not in a romantic relationship kind of way.

She then goes on to say she stopped counting her bodies past the 250-300 mark. And she asked my body count, to which I replied that I stopped counting a while ago.

At one point, for some reason I don’t remember, I made a joke about crackbabies.

Her: “Yeah, some bitch called me that, because my dad was an ex-crackhead but cleaned himself up to be with my mom, and he had us, but because it is not on the mom side, can’t be one”.

Me: “You have got quite a strong personality. Have people ever tried to say something was wrong with you because they cannot handle it?”

Her: “Yeah, I was diagnosed with BPD and have gone three times to the psych ward.”

At this point, I am like, is this a joke or what?

Me: “You said you clap back at people who wronged you, but technically, what is it?”

Her: “They think I am dumb and insulting my intelligence, once I even held a knife towards my ex because he annoyed me so much.”

Me: “What did he do?”

Her: “He did not validate my feelings” (I tried my best to stay stoic)

Me: “So you get pissy and violent when you don’t get what you want?”

Her: (she laughs) “Yes”

Me: “You know you are maybe the most honest girl I have met, and it takes balls to not squirm about who you are, especially when it is not mainstream”.

She went on about how she wants a less toxic guy, but then admitted that she wants the toxic sex and drama which precedes it.

Her: “Once you have had that shit, you can never go back”

Bet.

LESSON:

Don’t be judgmental; play along, and she will reveal who she is. Then you can make a better judgment.

Assume stuff about her, she will invite herself to correct you, and you will get better information.