Recently I wrote a field report about a time I acted red and had success. Looking back I am proud of myself for the way I have handled women sometimes. This field report is not one of those times LOL.

I met a girl, M , when I was an upperclassman in HS. M had brown hair, brown eyes, and nice boobs/good body. I used to hang out with her and play video games. Early on M I told her I liked her. I got LJBF. We kept hanging out because I was a tool in orbit.

When I got my first car we made plans to hang out one night. M invites one of our mutual friends along. By the end of the night I am playing chauffeur while they make out in the back seat. That was the beginning of the end.

A few years later I saw her in a club. The spell was broken and I finally noticed the beak she had instead of a nose. I was like WTF was I thinking in HS?? How could I be sweating this girl with the nice boobs and awkward face?
I guess when you have very limited options any girl that talks to you seems like a princess. I also thought my prom date, J, was really cute. She may have hit the wall at top speed or maybe she never was cute. I saw her on facebook a year or two ago. She is not cute and looks 10 years older than she is

Did this happen to anyone else where you regularly used to think 3s were 8s?


Funny semi-related bonus story:

A couple years after I last saw M I ran into her townie older sister and the sisters druggie boyfriend at a bar. They were both heavily intoxicated.

Flashback: When I used to hang out at M's house her parents were having a rough time and fighting a lot. I had to walk across town to get home one night. Her mom and dad were in a huge fight. Her dad left with the car.

Back to present: I recognize M's sister, but she doesn't know me. She was older. We never met face to face when I was orbiting M. Being the friendly guy I am I approached her and explained I was friends with her sister in HS. The first words out of her mouth were:

YOU WERE THAT GUY THAT WAS FUCKING MY MOM

HAHAHAHAHAAHAHA I almost spit out my drink. There was a guy that M was hanging out with when we first met. Their friendship ended suddenly. M had said something about him being a jerk and never wanted to discuss it. I am pretty sure he was the guy that banged her mom. The details have been forgotten over the years. I do remember when townie sister said that I immediately connected all the dots. That was what all the fighting was about when I met M.