One of the things I like to do is to go out weekly or bi-weekly to get a beard trim. It's cheap, gets me out of the house, I look good afterward, all good things. There are a large number of stylists at the place where I go, and over the past year I've gotten to meet each of them as it's random who I get. They all have interesting personalities and stories.
So recently I went there and had a beard trim, and the stylist was a smokeshow (HB8), as stylists usually are. Blonde, maybe around 24 or so. I've friend-zoned her early on but we still chat, as much as you can chat in 20 minutes while you have someone with a razor near your neck.
Last I talked to her oh about six months ago she was getting out of a relationship from her toxic loser boyfriend with a new guy, who "helped her" out of her last relationship by sleeping with her. But this most recent time it was just a flurry of red pill truth coming out of this girl.
She's chatting away, and I'm going "Mmmm hmmm" "Yeah" "And then what" because what else can I say without getting beard hair in my mouth.
First she told me about this concert that she wanted her male non-exclusive friend to go with, but he didn't go, presumably because he is a loser. So she went with her friends. Had a blast, apparently.
Then she was sad (tm) that her male friend, who has not given her the title of girlfriend and being "in a relationship", was not there, so she was bawling her eyes out.
Then she was mad, so she screwed one of his friends the following night when she blacked out after being drunk. "But he and I had a chat to see what we remembered, and it totally wasn't all on him. Especially the stuff that we did - that was all me."
"And one of his other friends was there so I know for sure that he knows that I slept with this guy. After all, we're not exclusive." - said with a flip of her hair and a bit of anger.
"Mmmm hmmm. So then what?"
So then what apparently happened is that this guy who she had been seeing freaks out, buys her roses, and then tells her he loves her the next day. But she looked disgusted and angry by it. She didn't say it back.
And of course, the not-boyfriend still "doesn't know what he wants" and did not give her exclusivity. Stupidly smart, this guy. I would say that he's spinning plates (and really, never LTR a hairdresser), but he fell into the Beta Abyss at the end. He apparently is doing all sorts of DLV things right now.
"So where are you at now?"
"I've told him I'm happy being single. If he can't get his act together, I'm fine with that." She was all pissed off when she said this too.
Then she asks me if I have kids. Yep, I do have munchkins.
Afterward I looked in the mirror. Damn, the beard looks good. Another good trip.
TL'DR: Beard trims make your beard look good. CC. AWALT. Don't be surprised by anything anymore. Don't be a beta.