Had to go do post-cycle blood work the other day because my moods have been all over and I ran into a fresh example of what blue pill looks like.

Usually people (most of us) have a combination of alpha and beta characteristics. Some have different ratios than others, but this example was pretty much all blue pill, spotted entirely from observation without me ever interacting, which is why I wanted to share it.

I walk into the lab and begin checking in. Quickly noticed this schmuck in the corner talking abnormally loud on the phone to a girl. Presumably not his girlfriend based on how obsessed he spoke.

I look over. He’s dressed like a white trash drug dealer. Oversized tank top. Flat peak ball cap. Pale white. Skinny. Tattoos. He’s slouched in his chair, laying and leaning this way and that.

Before I’m done checking in, some old man comes up to him, excuse me, is this yours? The dude dropped his ID card outside and hadn’t noticed. He was a fucking mess and I haven’t even observed him for 20 seconds.

Loud and ignorant, he was with every sentence. Wait, isn’t speaking loudly red pill? Well, kind of. Speaking deep and firm is important. But being unaware of your surroundings is also not red pilled. You know when you’re bothering the woman across the room and should take your call outside. This is easy for you because you’re a respectful, intelligent and mature man.

Mumbling every word, he spoke loud enough for me to make out what he was saying, as this was going to be my entertainment for the next 10 minutes in the waiting room as I didn’t have my phone and didn’t bother bringing a book.

Once I sat down, I heard him starting to compliment her on her looks. She was telling him some story and he replied something along the lines of “ahawww, i just hate when pretty girls fall. that’s so sad. because you’re pretty” and now I’m starting to re-adjust my position in my plastic chair because I was cringing so much.

Clearly he had nowhere to be. He was setup there and looked like he was going to be there for a while and he knew it. No errands to run, nothing. He didn’t value his time, blabbing to her and being her validation for the next hour or two.

Then my name got called.