I sit in my chair reading Esther Vilar — The Manipulated Man. The company of three people (two guys and one gurl) enters the building and takes a seat to the left of me. I listen.

This alpha guy speaks slowly and in a disgusting sloppy fashion as if he loved himself speak so much that his dick was trembling and shaking with excitement.

The gurl laughed sometimes at his idiotic stories. The second guy remained silent all the time (at least I didn't hear him speak). And this alpha was as loud and obnoxious as he could.

Another company entered the waiting room and this fuck exclaimed, "Ayou, Beetlejuice! Come over here!" It was a guy he knew, I guess. So he approached and the alpha dude talked to him disrespectfully from my point of view. Trying to be on top of him. Even though, I didn't hear the whole conversation because the guy he was talking down was quiet.

As this "Beetlejuice" went away, the alpha yelled, "Hey, watch your step, dude. Your spine is crooked, you should straighten it!"

And kept sucking up to his girl friend all the time. When she told him, "I gotta go now." He was like, "No way! Sit down! No way you go! Sit down!" What a pathetic fuck masking his obvious worthlessness and insecurities under fake confidence and "I-don't-give-a-fuck" attitude.

He does give a fuck constantly trying to prove he's better than everyone else. I can't believe I used to see such people as an ideal in the past. And wanted to become one.

P.S. When the gurl left, he had no reasons to show his fuckery, so he sat quietly.

Update: he left, but then came back with another group of people. There were two women, so he doubled obnoxiousness, loudness, suckuppiness. The third woman was waiting right here with her bf, so he trippled the effort. The need to prove himself. When your value system is fucked up beyond repair.

Edit: I called him alpha sarcastically.