I do security at a night club on weekends, my pay is a tip out. We reach max capac more than half the time - these peeps are fuckin animals. I love it, i bask in it. The gang her loves me, and they got some cute ass friends I smash on top of parked limousines in the dark corners of the parking lot.

(Being a bouncer at a night club would redpill a cuck so fuckin fast he faints. A dude's GF was caught getting fucked in a bathroom, she was wearing a god damn chicken suit.)

I stay after and help with cleaning up - but I don't get paid for it. I do it as it's a part of my character to help out.

There's another bouncer there - great guy, knows his shit, handles business. He's been there for longer than me. This is my 4th weekend.

As of last night, the frame switch is that he's going to start telling me what I'm going to do to help out.

I can respect social hierarchy because status will make or break you. If he's got more pull with the head chefs, I could theoretically put a bad taste in everyones mouths

I have a reputation of being too direct, I've been learning how to lessen the blows I deal. I could just go up and telling him I'm not his lackey, perhaps that is the best move but I am hesitant. This is my only income as of right now.

Confrontation is a part of the gig - I need to be comfortable with it.

My answer: I can wait until he gives a command, and then inform him that I am staying out of the kind ness of my heart.

"Listen, Petey, I got it. I hope you know I am staying because I want to help out, not because I have to."

My other answer is I just leave it alone, and do as instructed. I don't know for sure if this will lead to anything more such as more pay or what for being helpful as can be. I like being busy at work. If I've got nothing to do, I will pace around.

I'm not offended by someone experienced here giving me orders, I just don't want to be a duck in a row to someone that doesn't pay me.

Please let me know what you think might be best.

I was going to leave this as a comment in: https://www.forums.red/p/whereareallthegoodmen/325453/where_are_you_guys_meeting_these_cute_men/7874466/ But I think it has a good home here. My first post here. Hope you enjoy!

I've become fascinated with semantics and etymology in recent years particularly when a debate centers around the cultural meaning of a term.

Have you noticed that women now often refer to each other as "girls" and rarely refer to a man they desire as "hot"?

Let's start with "cute": A feminist harpy online said that referring to a woman as "cute" was patronizing. I dismissed her whinging at the time but later as I saw women use the term for men they desired, I thought I'd utilize her observation for my purpose. Why "cute?" Robin, Off to the Bat-Dictionary!

"Cute primarily describes something—especially something small, young, or dainty—that is charming, pleasant, and attractive."

Cute is something desirable, but not necessarily universally "hot". Perhaps something that's not to everyone's taste. Not everyone wants a "cute car". It also sounds traditionally feminine, doesn't it? There's an implied submissiveness there including the need to conform to "pleasant" versus demanding and entitled.

This way, they can see Chad as perhaps accessible to themselves and perhaps even apply some beta demands to him. A "cute" guy should approach her and subject himself to The Humiliation Ritual while a "hot" guy by default could demand King treatment similar to the Princess treatment she desires. If she says "the hot man didn't approach me", this begs the question: "Well, perhaps because he's hot he doesn't need to?"

Let's now pivot to "girl". Back 40 years ago, calling any woman over the age of 18 "girl" could get you corrected: you were supposed to refer to them as WOMEN! DID YOU HEAR ME ROAR!?!?!

Now that even without the ERA they know they have via DEI more rights than us, they want to be treated like "girls" again where they aren't held to pesky adult responsibilities and burdens. If they pay their own rent, they expect a medal like a teenager who cleans her own room without being asked. Girls just wanna have fun!

https://youtu.be/PIb6AZdTr-A

Think about that for a moment. Cyndi Lauper's video dad is being teased for telling her to grow up. Of COURSE girls just wanna have fun but a parent's responsibility is to tell kids to do unFUN things such as brushing your teeth, cleaning your room, and learning how to become a full fledged adult.

Compare and contrast to how the term "man" and "boy" is utilized: "Boy" is now used in the most degrading form possible. Even having fun such as playing video games on your day off is mocked as being "boy"ish. The term "man" as used by them is rarely used as a form of respect and even avoided such as replacing with the word "guy" which is gender and age neutral. They prefer to use the word "man" solely as a reminder of one-sided burdens and obligations.

Something more disturbing may be that (literal) boys are continually reminded that there's something inadequate or wrong with them for fear they'll retain such behaviors into adulthood which is Wrong while, on the other hand, it's common for 40 year old "Disney Princesses" to drop $10K/year at Disneyworld.

I like the way this one ends: https://youtu.be/Cz7tw5ViYxk

One of the other aspects of their "girl"ish mindset is the notion that they should have entitlements because... they WANT them. "That's just the way I was raised to expect men to be providers" or "That's simply my preference! Why should I settle?!?!"

More semantics: "preferences" are not the same as "entitlements" and "entitlements" are only real when backed with an actual method of consensual trade or political authority and the ultimate political authority, as we learn on Starship Troopers: https://youtu.be/w_urWSSZgwU?t=44

Meaning, men, that we're living an era of when feminine Political Authority as we know it is so delightfully fragile, The Tinkerbell Effect, where when men stop collectively believing in it, it ceases to exist.

Hence why The Big Question posts on WAATGM are so profound in that women asking such obvious questions is similar to hopping up and down on a cracked bridge: Shaming ploys only work to punish a few miscreants to set an example to keep the others in line but when you do it out of exasperation that the miscreants are NOT being punished...

That's like putting up a sign: "Please don't litter! Nobody in authority can do anything about it!"

Once you become attuned to semantics and etymology, it can be addictive! https://youtu.be/4sSEQbVV4M4?t=82

So… my life has been utter chaos for the last month or so. The good news is that I’m about to lose my $87,000 / year job on Tuesday.

Yeah… that’s the good news. Everything I own is paid for and my military pension more than covers my expenses, and I probably need to focus on recharging my own batteries for a while. There’s a good chance that I’ll get picked up in September at my old gig, anyway.

My current contract that consists primarily of me writing stuff nobody is ever going to read is not going to be renewed. It’s not being non-renewed because anyone was displeased with my output (it was good stuff, actually, and might have made a real difference in the next war if anyone had read it), but rather because the money that was supposed to pay for me to do another year of brilliant analysis was diverted towards making holes in the Iranian desert.

That’s just the calm eye of the Category 3 turd-storm of family drama that defines my life right now, though. So naturally I decided to take a road trip to get out of my head and away from the madness. I packed my car, filled my tank, emptied my bladder, and told everyone except my wife not to call me. If problems arose, my brother was on call for a change.

That lasted less than a day. A (nother) crisis arose, and my phone started blowing up as I was navigating mountain roads in the rain. My wife was a trooper as I tried to manage the chaos from three states away, but pretty much everyone except her went into “I’m not doing anything until Lurker tells me exactly what to do” mode. (Mind you; I’m the youngest child.)

Eventually things were brought under control and I arrived at my destination, which is really what this is about. I was visiting my “battle buddy” to hang out for a while, and I got a sobering glimpse at how “the other half” lives.

About my buddy: he’s a true bro, and I wouldn’t hesitate to go into battle with him, so nothing I’m about to write should be taken as me denigrating his status as a bro. But…

When it comes to women, he has the survival instincts of a lemming. Chicks have always gravitated to him, so he has some blind spots. (Hence three ex-wives who took him to the cleaners.)

As much as he’s my bro, there’s no way on God’s green earth that I would set him up with any woman I liked. In fact, I have a single female friend he’d probably like, but there’s no chance that I’m going to facilitate them meeting.

The Tale of the Tape: he has three ex wives and a teenaged son who lives with him. He makes good money (a lot more than I do, in fact), and he has a huge modern house filled with expensive toys, yet he’s absolutely up to his eyeballs in debt. He’s been on GLP-1s for a while and has gone from being obese to being somewhat less obese. After decades as an infantryman, his body is badly broken down (part of his massive income stems from his 100% VA disability rating, although he also has a full-time six-figure job). He’s also a bit of a hoarder, and every room (and closet) in his giant McMansion looks like a bomb went off in it.

Personally, I couldn’t care less. He’s a good friend and he’s paid his dues (retired E-9 with combat tours). I just mentioned all of that because those are what women claim are red flags. Which leads me to his dating life…

He uses online dating to meet chicks, and women THROW themselves at him. We’re not just talking about snaggletooth 4’s, either: I’ve seen pictures. These women may be broken, but they’re not fatties and uggos. His last girlfriend was well above average (as long as you’re willing to overlook a LOT of ink). Is she crazy, though?

You better believe she is… she takes SSRI’s by the handful, but she smoking hot with a sex drive like a bonobo on crank, so he was willing to overlook the crazy.

So what does my buddy have that most guys don’t? The most obvious thing is that he’s tall (over six feet). Next is that he’s big, although he’s well off his former body-builder prime. He also had a Harley and a lot of tattoos, which adds to the mystique, especially since he’s wearing a “cut” in one of his pictures. You’d never guess that he has a masters degree, but he does (although that’s not in his profile).

His profile claims (falsely, of course) that he likes hiking (lolnope) and that he’s looking for a long term relationship (AW, HELL-TO-THE-NO)… some woman to spend his life with. What he gets is a torrent of women throwing their panties at him. By any objective measure, he has more red flags than a Chinese parade, but he’s clearly capturing the interest of a lot of women. Meanwhile, good solid dudes with green flags are getting nothing, from what I gather.

My take on all this is that a lot of women in these online spaces are pretty broken, and a good man would do well to exercise extreme caution or steer clear entirely. Not only are the odds not good, but the goods are odd.