So here's a story about an experience I had at my job I recently started. There are 2 parts to this I'll highlight....

I recently started a new job and the day after I started there was a girl a couple years younger than me who started as well. I get along with everyone at work, the owner has already become a big fan of me and everything. Anyway this girl is friendly to everyone at work, chats with everyone, and a little flirty with some of the guys (myself included).

So, we got off our shifts at the same time and since we were going in the same direction I suggested we ride the train back together. Once our shift ends she grabs herself some food and food to bring back for her roommate. Friendly conversation ensues and she inconspicuously asks me to hold the bag with her roommates food. I watch her get out her burrito and start eating. As we're walking out of work, I'm still holding her roommate's food. So this is some highlights from the conversation that follows:

Me: Did you mean for me to carry this?

Her: Yeah.

Me: I'm not a pack mule. I'm not going to carry this for you.

Her: But I've got all this stuff (her burrito she's eating and her purse)

Me: Not my problem, I didn't buy this. Let me get a bite or two of your burrito then.

Her: You should have got your own.

Me: Alright, well lets turn this delivery into a pickup [placed the bag of food on the ground and kept walking]

Her: A gentleman would carry it. What happened to being chivalrous?

Me: (shit-eating grin/laugh this entire time) Chivalry is dead.

Subject eventually changes and we move to a different topic. Eventually we talk about going out to bars and how she went out with some people the other night and one guy asks her for her number she gave it to him (but the tone when she described this didn't seem happy)

Me: Why'd you give him your number?

She: He was a little creepy but he was nice and everything

Me: ....so why'd you give it to him then?

Her: Because I didn't want to seem like a complete bitch. But when he texts me I just won't respond.

Me: ....

There are two things that can be drawn from this. First, that many attractive women have become so entitled that they expect you to WANT to do them favors. That being chivalrous to them means you do what they want and should be happy that you get to carry their shit or do something for them. Part of swallowing the red pill is realizing this, and to not be taken advantage of like that. I'm sure there are plenty of guys that will do shit for her whenever she asks, I will not be one of them.

The second point is that getting a girls number doesn't mean much. Until you fuck her, it means nothing. Getting a girls number is like getting a handjob from a ghost, in the end it doesn't mean shit unless something comes out of it.

Side note: Before she asked me to hold her shit we were talking about what we each have going on after work. I believe she was attempting to make me jealous by telling me one of the things shes was doing was seeing a guy (she mentioned a few other things but put emphasis on that). I just asked her about one of the other things she mentioned and then told her how I was going to a baseball game.

TL;DR: Women expect you to want to do things for them, don't. # Closes mean nothing if nothing comes out of them