It has been said many times before, driving for Uber is one of the worst jobs you can get.
Well, I wager that I would have to get very very desperate indeed to ever take on a “job” like that and besides on that note it kind of makes me virtually glad that I don’t even own a car myself, so based on that fact alone the very idea of being an uber driver hardly even occurs to me at this point.
It was confronting to see how bad it looks when a man loses his temper, because I find it difficult too.
Yes, but it was also a great (negative) example on his part of how not to react never mind the presumed fact that she might well have put him all through hell during the entire drive. Then again even a reaction like Keymaster suggested and yes as great as it sounds could still get you into trouble (classic situation of damn if you do and damn if you don’t scenario), unless of course you record it yourself as strong evidence from your part against any possible false rape aligations possible to follow and we all know what a last resort of a modern woman is, whenever failing to get things her way, be they drama anticipating or whatever else.
Now trying to imagine myself being in the man’s shoes (with some recording device running even if it was audio only) I would probably first and foremost try my very best to keep really calm at all times whilst showering her in part with well acted friendliness combined with pity (in that treating her like a spoiled child) and then throw in one or the other odd most friendly compliment in a sense like Keymaster pointed out and for the very (upside down worldly) reason, that women don’t like that and therefore would leave almost automatically.
And you know what gentlemen, it has already proven to work in my case at least when I dealt with a blue pill mangina aquaintance of mine quite recently, who I am not really friends with, but who I am generally on reasonably good terms with. In this setup he was drunk and very agitating against a certain situation (involving mostly himself) shouting all of his frustration out into the world at random.
So firstly I kept calm all the time and caught myself in the temporary role of his psychiatrist in a way, the louder his general shouts became the calmer I behaved and I used a pause of his rantings as a welcome opportunity to look him firmly straight into the eye and go (again very calmly): “Listen pal, all you are doing right now is just wasting your energy, not least because I can hear you just fine even if you’re keeping your voice down to a sensible level and secondly because reality check: in that loud way of yours nobody else will bring any useful attention to you, since that is just a misconception of yours to believe so… etc. etc.”
In summary from time to time I stroked his ego a bit and showered him with rationality to calm him down and with reason to keep him there or was it the other way around..? Well anyway, that worked miraculously well (at least with him it did) for the remainder of that whole evening. If the same situation happened to me with a woman I’d most probably have to refine my method yet further for instance by including other things like stated above as well plus adding yet a bit more sophisticated rhetoric and diplomatic skills to it, which I found out a few times before that I have some of them.
Yeah, so I’ll be interested to see how that might work out with a woman but given the opportunity in real life I shall not be scared off to give it a try to get rid of her in that way, well if I feel like trying that is. And if that might happen I shall report it with the result in here and that’s a promise, guys.
I'd rather die a natual death with a clear MGTOW conscience somewhere off the grid than one within "modern" civilisation with a big stress mark on my forehead and a couple of dozen tubes plugged into my body. Back to the plantation..? Me..? Hey, literally: I won't ever fucking kid myself...YZERLMNTSIC
Silverstone the Second 3 years, 7 months ago.
