Summary: went to a bar, met a guy who knows nothing about TRP yet practices it flawlessly. I went out to the philly area to see a friend. He wanted coke so I was gonna take him to my main guy for that sort of thing. We are on our way back and I ask "You wanna go to a bar?"

He says no so I hop in my truck and go to the bar. I walk in and take a corner stool and order a gin and tonic.

He gets attention and asks me about gin and gin drinkers. Then work and education comes up.

He tells me he is a wedding planner, then goes on to tell me about bridezillas nightmare mother in laws, how expensive weddings get etc. After a nightmare story I come back with "exactly why I'm never getting married" that clicked with him and he agreed 100%. Then this blonde HB9 walks in and takes the stool next to him, she looks at him, looks down, then looks at me. Neither of us pay attention to her and she was clearly butthurt that just being pretty wasn't enough to get her the validation and free drink package. (The place had $1.50 mixed drinks for fucks sake).

Then I realize they know each other. Guy walks over to the bathroom after introducing us and I ask her how do you guys know each other?

She fumbles with we used to work together, asks me and I'm like "we met 10 minutes at this nice little bar I like"

He comes back, and it was like a wall between us. She was getting alpha widowed. She tried to sleep with him to get ahead and it didn't work. You could feel the tension in the room and she looks like she can't contain herself so he takes her outside. I pay my tab, walk outside and say bye.

Before that I commented to the bartender about it and we chat for a bit.

Walked away with contact info for a HB8 bartender and a walking red pill example.

I'm going to shadow him at work in the coming weeks which I plan to use to hone my skills at entertaining, and being a better alpha.