She Knows About The Blog

It’s very unnerving when I’m out on a date with a random girl and she says something which strongly implies that she knows about my blog. In the past few months I feel like it’s happening with every girl. The only response I have come up with is to twiddle my thumbs uncomfortably.

I had a first date where the girl said, “You must be able to save a lot of money since you live at home.” Problem was I hadn’t yet gotten to that part yet—I never told her my living situation. I asked her how she could have possibly known. She insisted I did tell her, but telling a girl that I live with my dad is such a “big deal” that I always know when, where, and how I brought it up.

On another first date I told the girl that I hang out a lot at coffee shops and she made a comment that I had a “brooding” coffee shop look. Then she said, “You must have good coffee shop game.” I’ve never, ever heard a girl utter the phrase “coffee shop game” in my life. Plus this date took place soon after I first announced my day game workshop.

Another first date. I brought up my South America trip when the girl asked, “So while you were in South America, did you blog about it?” Not conclusive, you’re probably thinking. Well, out of the dozens of times I talked about my trip before, getting asked if I blogged about it has never come up—not once. There’s a million other questions to ask first, like what countries I visited, how long I stayed, what were the highlights, etc.

Another girl. The morning after we met she asked, “So do you live with your Mom?” I told her I didn’t, since I don’t, but then she asked again. I looked at her and said, “Is there something you want to tell me?” She said no. Then on a future date she slipped two more times. First, when I told her I had two younger brothers, she said something to the effect of, “Aww chubby brothers are cute.”

“How do you know they are chubby?” I snapped. (One way to know is the photos that I have put up on the blog.)

Her answer was unsatisfactory: “Oh little boys are always chubby.” :rolleyes:

The charade continued, but first let me tell you what two of my groupies did recently. They hit me up on Facebook, properly stroked my ego, and then met up with me one night at a bar. One of the first things they asked me was for their rating on the 1-10 scale. (From time to time I get emails with pictures attached asking this as well). I refused, just because it’s too weird, and that was that. Well my date, while laying in bed, asked me to rate her. She fished by saying, “I’m a 6, right?” A girl that doesn’t know about my blog would never bring up her rating.

There were one more peculiar incident, in Brazil, of all places. I’m in a cab with my date (our second), when she randomly she asked, “Do you have a blog?” At least she was direct about it.

Here’s something one of my students told me:

In Entourage the actor Jeremy Piven plays Ari, and in a recent interview he said that girls he meets never admits that they know him from the show. But every now and then they accidentally call him Ari instead of Jeremy, and then quickly tries to play it off.

Not counting the Brazilian, three out of four girls I mentioned got my attention first. They either made strong eye contact or approached me outright. Based on what I know about the female gender, I’m forced to conclude one thing:

Besides generic compliments, girls are reluctant to do things which announce a man’s value. By bringing up my blog, a girl is admitting that she is a fan or a follower (one stop short of a stalker), and this decreases her value relative to mine. It’s not in their best game interests to reveal that they know me. So they don’t.

What’s irritating to me is that even after a girl slips badly, she still doesn’t admit it. But I know how I’m going to deal with it from this point on. I’m going to ask her so what’s your favorite post, and she’s going to give this fake, confused look, and I’ll fuck her anyway, because if it mattered she wouldn’t be out with me in the first place. But it won’t happen since in only sixteen days I’ll be in Ethiopia.

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guys lie. some do it well, and some guys have so many tells that they’d get cleaned out in a poker match against stevie wonder.

when women lie it’s a whole different matter. women don’t lie so much as convince themselves of an alternate truth. with the really good ones it’s like a jedi mind trick. you’ll be left thinking to yourself ‘maybe these aren’t the droids i’m looking for.’

your attitude of ‘i’ll fuck her anyway’ is the right one. if you get too caught up in trying to make girls admit the truth, you’re just spinning you wheels and going nowhere. let her keep whatever reality she is holding onto in her head.

Lance’s last blog post: “This is a man’s world, but it wouldn’t be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl”.

Eugenius
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…why don’t you throw change at them…..it usually helps in situations like these smile

spaceman
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do you think your getting paranoid maybe?
those are some weird coincidences

Carl Sagan
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Not sure why you would care so much about something so trivial.

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Pretty weird, sure, but not a big deal. If they’re still hanging with you clearly they aren’t fazed by whatever they’ve seen.

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“Do you have a blog” is the new “what’s your sign.”

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Oh it’s not a coincedence at all. I’ve been saying this before Roosh even caught on. With that said, nothing wrong with a bloopie that makes the first move and knows what’s up.

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The dangers of having a pretty unique name. The same thing has happened to me.

Also, maybe this is because I read you/VK/Roissy and know you guys enough to have had the whole game thing seep in to my brain, but I have said stuff about game, alpha/beta, etc. on dates. Maybe she knows someone who is a Strauss devotee?

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Lost Artist
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Oh, I’m so reluctant to admit this. But after discovering your blog, I couldn’t decide whether I wanted to run screaming (being a good feminist) or try to make you fall in love with me (Some may call it issues, I call it a challenge.) Instead I’ve settled on a healthy middle, I think. But yeah, women the women who follow you blog and want to sleep with you anyway, either see you as a conquest and/or are seriously attracted to men who are not healthy for them. But you probably understand that already. And yay! You were serious about Ethiopia?

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“Besides generic compliments, girls are reluctant to do things which announce a man’s value.”

Great point. And on those rare occasions when a girl does this, it is most probably beta bait (eg., girl: i love your writing! guy: oh really! awesome! let me show you this poem I wrote today, girl:[ack, another loser..])

The fact that these girls are still willing to go out with you though, illustrates just how powerful demonstrated preselection is to a female. Intellectually, these women you’re going out with probably think you’re a disgusting pig, but no rational inner argument can override the deeply ingrained impulses in her reptilian brain that instantly moisten her vagina in the presence of man who has slept with a lot of women. On that note, I’m curious if you enjoy the extra female attention generated from the blog, or if you just find it irritating on account of the consequent shit tests.

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at least it’s a good sign that she’s read your blog and still went out with you.

i was dating a girl for a while who had a blog. i found her blog through facebook or something, and when things started turning more serious, i started reading her blog as a type of background check type thing.

eventually she brought up that she had a blog. over the next few weeks she would ask me if i read her blog, etc. i lied, saying i looked at it once or twice when in fact i had scanned every entry over her 2 year blogging history.

this is before i knew that such things as statcounter existed.

i felt retarded when she told me, after we had been dating for a little bit, that she kknew how often i checked out her page and that i spent hours reading it.

Chuck’s last blog post: The Myth of Male Hideousness.

The G Manifesto
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Guys do the same thing.

When you meet a girl that is semi-famous, ie an actress, or a porn girl, you never let on that you have seen her “work”.

Game.

– MPM

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I don’t understand.. How could so many girls know about your blog?

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“I don’t understand.. How could so many girls know about your blog?”

They met Roosh. They typed in his name on Google.

I don’t think we need Sherlock Holmes on this one.

– MPM

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“They met Roosh. They typed in his name on Google.”

Why would he use the same name? Why would they google it? Are you telling me that when I meet women, they go home and google my name?

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busther, are you insane? OF COURSE WOMEN DO THAT.

My goodness, on 2nd dates, many chicks want to talk about some article I wrote in my college newspaper that’s still available online.

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Roosh,

Any woman that googles your name is going to find this site and see YOUR PICTURE.

Roissy used to use a drawing of himself on his site, and uses another name (unless his name is really Roiss), but lately he has thrown a couple of recognizable photos of himself up.

As time goes on, more and more D.C. women are going to see your blog and hear of it, and of course recognize you.

Ive never used my real name online, because some of the things Ive typed would get me fired at my job, which I unfortunately need.

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i will google girls names so i have material for dates. i might find out she used to be a competitive swimmer, something that didn’t come up on our first meet. then i use this deep background info and mention on our day2 that i once cannonballed into the kiddie pool and emptied all the water. a connection is made. she will swoon.

roissy’s last blog post: Things Are Changing.

The G Manifesto
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“Are you telling me that when I meet women, they go home and google my name?”

Yes. As sure as the sun will rise tomorrow.

As Roissy says, “i will google girls names so i have material for dates” you should do it too.

Finding a girls Myspace page is like finding a blueprint to swooping her.

Research.

Know your opponent.

Information.

The Art of War and all that.

– MPM

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spaceman,

Just because I’m paranoid doesn’t mean people aren’t trying to kill me.

– MPM

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Jack Goes Forth
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I get this daily, especially because readers will come into the bar and eventually they’ll mention something like, “oh you’re the blogging guy right?” Then in the next instant they’re talking about some obscure point I made on the blog three months ago, making it obvious, that yes, I am that blogging guy and that they have known it all along.

I like it when girls know about it. I can pretty much say whatever I want to them after that.

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The fact that these wenches are dropping hints that they’ve read your blog is a good thing. You’re being shit tested at unprecedented levels.

But I’ve come to the realization that aggressive shit testing is a good thing; it signals that you appear to be of high value and they’re trying to investigate if that’s true.

Notice that women never shit test men who are truly unappealing E.g. homeless people.

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Chuck, funny story.

chic noir
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But it won’t happen since in only sixteen days I’ll be in Ethiopia
*screams*

Nooooooooooooooooooo!

Anonymous
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“EEEEI!!! MENINO DO BLOG!!!!”

(Eu, se eu te ver do outro lado da rua)

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Anonymous,

concerning your job concerns:

i commented on some economic discussion here on Roosh’s blog several months back.

i mentioned my then employer, Citigroup, by name in the post in a not flattering way.

a Citi henchmen, through some of their Google search software had tracked down the comment and responded in kind to my comment that it’s not wise to post employer names etc. etc.

luckily, i was going to quit the job anyway, so i told him to fuck off or something like that.

the moral of the story, don’t post shit online with your employer’s name, if you want to keep your job (a groundbreaking discovery, i know).

after that post, i watched the links to my blog come in from Citi’s legal departments all over the country. my blog has never had so many hits. i got called into my bosses office to have a conference call with legal, but i BS’d saying i made blog posts and comments from my blackberry, while taking a shit or on lunch or something, instead of the company’s computers. whatever.

fuck citigroup.

i wrote a haiku for them as well:

citigroup is big,
but so is my dick,
which they can suck on.

Chuck’s last blog post: The Myth of Male Hideousness.

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Chuck,

“so i told him to fuck off or something like that.”

I like your attitude.

Fuck big corporations.

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Dude, how hard do you think it is to ask Google “Roosh Washington, DC”? If you want to keep your PUA activities private, don’t post anything on your blog. If you want to brag about your exploits don’t be surprise that a chick will want to check you out with the tools that are easily available.

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Roosh is just tired of being legitimately famous. oh, the pitfalls of celebrity…

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Roosh even having not met you I like you a lot. But, what are these girls doing? The last thing you need is more pussy. You need friends, female friends, for your own good they shouldn’t be sleeping with you, at least until that magical time when you yield and give in to being their friend. (I’m sure they have fun though)

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Chuck that was me. However, you didn’t tell me to fuck off, I would have recalled that but I’ll let it slide as artistic license on your part.

a Citi henchmen, through some of their Google search software had tracked down the comment and responded in kind to my comment that it’s not wise to post employer names etc. etc.

Not exactly. In the thread you said you worked in finance for Citigroup so I followed the link to your blog where you had your full name on display. Not smart and I told you that. I had someone look you up in the company directory and it turned out you worked in the back office of the student loans business. You talked a big finance game and I was curious if all that talk had any credibility behind it. So did you get fired because of it?

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So you weren’t just shitting us about this Ethiopia thing??

Chuck
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DF:

So you had some people look me up in Citigroup?
I can send you a pic and a pair of my freshly worn underwear to jerk off to if you need some material, creeper.

Was it a coincidence then that I had hits from Citigroup in New York, Philly, LA, and Atlanta?

Actually, I worked for Citi Institutional in a Smith Barney office in endowment and institutional investments.

No, I quit the dead-end job to finish up school this semester.

My question though is did you have any connection to me getting called on the carpet by Citi legal? Do you know anything about that?

Chuck’s last blog post: The Myth of Male Hideousness.

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So you had some people look me up in Citigroup?

No, I had SOMEONE look you up to back your claims. I have an extensive Investment Banking network.

I can send you a pic and a pair of my freshly worn underwear to jerk off to if you need some material, creeper.

So you’re perv homo on top of being stupid?

Was it a coincidence then that I had hits from Citigroup in New York, Philly, LA, and Atlanta?

You are one stupid mother fucker. Of course it wasn’t a coincidence dipshit. I warned you that it wasn’t wise to be bragging about slacking while mentioning your employer by name and making no effort to mask your identity. You made it easy for them to go after you.

Actually, I worked for Citi Institutional in a Smith Barney office in endowment and institutional investments.

That’s not what I recall.

No, I quit the dead-end job to finish up school this semester.

Whatever you say is suspect to me given your penchant for hyperbole.

My question though is did you have any connection to me getting called on the carpet by Citi legal? Do you know anything about that?

No. I have no incentive to get involved in such matters. You fail to recognize that I was doing you a favor at the time and you experienced the consequences of disregarding my advice.

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If you are dope, people will acknowledge you and your blog. It’s that simple. I once saw VK eating sushi at a spot in DC formerly known as Dragonfly. While I didn’t acknowledge him verbally, I recognized him from Roosh’s blog.

Sidebar: VK – dope blog, you kinda resemble a roided up version of the cat from How High with the unibrow named Ivory.

Main point: Your blog identity does not define you, unless you allow it to.

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DF: just to see if someone on the internet was bullshitting or not you investigated him? Unless he attacked you in some way, what you did was creepy and weak.

Investigated? I know a lot of people at Chuck’s former employer. He mentioned them and I called up a friend and asked, “do you know this kid?” they said no but looked they looked him up in the directory. That’s it. I then took the time to warn him of what he was doing because companies are cracking down on this sort of shit especially in this environment when they look for the flimsiest pretense to let people go. I’m not in the habit of taking what anybody says to me at more than face value but if you are that’s fine. Does that constitute as an investigation? Does googling a girl to get background on a target an investigation?

You’re a hypocrite when it comes to this particular issue. You leverage the net for your own gain but when it doesn’t work in your favor you complain and whine. That is very effeminate.

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chic noir, ftlog, pls change your pic

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DF,

I don’t usually make a habit of conversing with stalkers, but I’ll make an exception for you:

Here is the exchange that took place on Roosh’s post “This Country is Fucked” from 1/14/09.

Chuck: “I work in a restaurant part-time, and in the financial world full-time. Needless to say, I’m pretty much fucked.

My company, Citigroup, is about to collapse. The restaurant business, from a server’s POV, is dire as well. Restaurants get the overflow from laid off workers in the area. This means fewer shifts and a crowded floor during the shifts you do work. Mix that w/ smaller tips, and its hard not to believe in trickle-down economics.”

DickFuck: “Chuck, it’s not wise to name your employer online while bragging about all the time you have to spare, even when you’re working in the back office in Wichita doing sales support for GWM.”

DF: So you saw that I made a comment about Citi going under. If you thought I had some inside knowledge and was worth your investigatory efforts, you failed to notice that I was working at a restaurant as well, implying that I was no big-shot in the company.

From today:

“No, I had SOMEONE look you up to back your claims. I have an extensive Investment Banking network.”

So you employed your “extensive Investment Banking network” to investigate someone from a back office in Wichita doing sales support for GWM? I mean, I understand IB isn’t doing so well right now, but pick up a fucking Sudoku puzzle or start shagging your secretary.

“So you’re perv homo on top of being stupid?”

You doth project too much. Should I sign my skivvies or do you want them au naturale?

“No. I have no incentive to get involved in such matters. You fail to recognize that I was doing you a favor at the time and you experienced the consequences of disregarding my advice.”

So your incentive was to help me out? If that’s the case, I have an email address on my blog. Why not shoot me an email if you’re so concerned? Instead you’re making vague comments on a message board about where I work and in what capacity.

Perhaps you weren’t aware that I had hits to my blog from Citigroup’s PR firm and Legal *before* I made any comment about Citi online. For all I know, you were involved in that shit.

And, FWIW, there were no consequences for disregarding your advice, er, stalking. I had already turned in my two week notice before saying anything about Citi.

“I know a lot of people at Chuck’s former employer. He mentioned them and I called up a friend and asked, “do you know this kid?” they said no but looked they looked him up in the directory.”

Why would you expect anyone to know me? It’s fucking Citigroup. 300,000 strong or some ungodly number. As I mentioned earlier, I worked part-time as a server while working for Citi. You think I’m fucking CEO while slinging Italian food on the weekends or something?

Point is, mind you’re own fucking business next time. If I was stupid enough to post derogatory remarks about Citigroup, while *wanting* to work there, I would deserve to be fired. I know the ramifications of saying shit on the Internet, but thanks for the advice.

Chuck’s last blog post: I Love the Blog Hate.

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I think your paranoid roosh. We all know that women are too stupid to use the internet properly

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Dick Goodnuts,

Please note that that was my first and last time in that establishment, it sucked cock. I have a rep to protect for knowing about and eating good sushi

Why I got to be the roided up brotha?

other than that, carry on

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VK –
Dragonfly has since been re-named and remodeled it’s a nice spot, the sushi is better. And the Brit bartender,I wanna say Mark, is a really cool cat.

My apologies. roided is an incorrect term, is whey protein’d better?

I don’t want to start any nasty blog rumors.

By the way I have officially sought help for my Lady Gaga crush, thanks for the motivation.

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I think it is interesting what different types of girls’ responses would be on the second date after finding the blog….

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*bump

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I just googled my name and besides my facebook, myspace, and this stupid thing called badoo an ex girlfriend told me to sign up for so we could stay in touch when she moved to Argentina was this…. “Mediumed sized Champion with brutal strength was known for also taking multiple foes at one time. Specials:Convulsive Kick “Were he …” Werd, I’ll take that. haha.

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i think we are all missing the point here, what did the groupies looke like

gig
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people cannot go to the internet and post that ” my company is going bankrupt” . By doing so, they rightly deserve being fired.

chic noir
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firepower, what photo are you talking about?

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I’m surprised this didn’t happen to you a lot earlier, and more.

Especially if you use your real first name and sometimes your last in your posts (or did back in the day). Unusual ones in the US.

I wonder how often this happens to Roissy. Though he does use a completely fictitious name.

As well, do you ever spill about your blog with a girl you’re moving into long term fling territory with, and really dig emotionally?