I'm 2 months in to the red pill. Started lifting last week (cant find a gym bla bla excuses), and took up a part time bartending job, as per a previous post here. I've only started 2 weeks, still in training, but I'm learning fast. Bartending doesn't feel like work when you're an alcoholic. (perks of the job)

Anyway, I want some perspective here from trp. Having worked as a bartender I can safely say that it:

  1. Forces you to be social. I've had to deal with drunk sluts, angry drunks and mad post-wall land whales looking for someone to blame for their lonely night.

  2. Instant SMV boost. I'm still a somewhat skinny nerd, but even HB9s walking into the bar will chat me up.

I'm not sure how true 2. is. Last night, a HB8 walked in and complimented me straight away:

Her:"You look exotic" "mindless banter" Her:"I really like your attitude."

This is the 2nd night I've met her. When she last came, she was with her male friend? (Unsure of relationship, dude had beta tendencies) I took her approach as an IOI, so I push-pulled, (I like your dress, but I think that hairband is atrocious) etc.

Enter her bimbo friend. Near wall, pink dyed hair, and that bitch just wont shut up about her stint as a barista in Chicago. "People loved me, I was working from 5 am in the morning, I worked so hard."

It was still quite early, so the bar was empty. I suffered through her repetitive monologue until we came to the point of the conversation.

"What are you drinking?" "A jam jar. I stole the recipe from another bar" (I gave her a sip) "Can I get you anything?" "Well, I don't have money on me." Raises eyebrow expectantly

As a bartender, I can give anything out for free, especially for our regulars. I'm usually quite generous, but this didn't feel right.

"Oh, maybe next time"

When it became clear I wasn't going to give her anything, she and her friend crowded around another dude. The beta couldn't help himself. Within 5 minutes he ordered 2 shots for them. She proceeded to flat out ignore me for the rest of the night.

Later, a post-wall 30 something HB6 with faded looks came to me with a song request. I usually comply, but she pissed me off.

Instead of simply making the request, she lowered her chest, squeezed her elbows together, and bit her lower lips in a seductive pose. My pre /trp self would've done anything for this. But now, this had the immediate effect of pissing me off. No pussy passes on my watch. She and her friend spent the night brawling in front of the bar, hurling insults "She's the customer! You need to respect her! Dickhead!" and intense hamstering: "We're behaving like adults, he's so childish" (I'm 20)

I clearly lost frame and I'm clearly still in the anger stage here /trp. How would you guys have handled it?