(December 22, 2022 at 12:54 pm)arewethereyet Wrote: Back in the day (in my old codger voice) there was a guy who was pretty creepy and not attractive to me at all. He had come home from the military and was back in the group he used to run with before I moved to that town...so I didn't know the history. The guy I was dating (father of my oldest) was hot and was known for dating good looking women and for being pursued by most of the women around. I was punching above my weight with him. Anyway, creepy guy apparently in days past had tried to get with my boyfriend's prior long-term women...who were both gorgeous. He had failed miserably. I guess he figured since I didn't meet the standards of Nan or Connie that he had a chance with me. In fact, he got quite angry with me one night for turning him down yet again. I had to have a bouncer help me out after creepy guy started yelling at me - his main 'line' - is Lance a better man than I am? Actually yes...let me count the ways. I believe that was my first encounter with an incel. We just didn't call them that back in the 70s.
Now, the Internet seems to be their place for gnashing of teeth and blaming women for not being attracted to every swinging dick that makes a move.
Creeps typically had a personality disorder or some other malfunction of empathy and self-assessment. I hate to think poor mental health has become this widespread.
Congrats on working the new girl angle into romance with Lance. When I was the new kid in high school, I found myself an incel for way too long. But I didn't blame the girls. I blamed the Eagles.
