Mean assholes at parties
You know when drunk people like to psychoanalyze you at parties? You get cornered next to the refrigerator and some douche starts waxing basic psych on you, jumping to conclusions how you might be messed up slightly. It doesn’t help if the said person is undesirable to begin with, but it certainly is a turn-off and won’t get you laid.
And then, when you least expect it, the victim will challenge the claims. Hopefully the douche can back themselves up with something besides “but I am really intimidated by you.” As if that suddenly makes alright?
Then they start switching to full-out insults. If you exhibit any vulnerability, the douche will begin to chastise you for not being strong enough to take it as a joke.
By being rude to an unassuming girl in a random kitchen, the douche can feel better about himself, effectively pumping up his confidence so he can focus his energy on being nice to other people.
People always talk about being the bigger person and not “talking” about shit like this because if you talk about it, then you “care” about it. Okay maybe it’s pathetic but I want to talk about it because I think it is crazy to march up to someone and vomit out a bunch of bullshit to try and feel better about the fact your life sucks.
Fuck YOu!
