Summary:When you are a player in hypergamy and lose out, just remember: that's who it took to replace me.

Body: Tonight I went dancing. While I was at the club, I sat down at a bench to take a bit of a break. A woman sits next to me and I open her. Within a few minutes, I am talking to her, have my arm around her etc.

The song ends and a new one begins, I tell her we're dancing. We dance, flirt, and get physical on the dance floor. I telll her "let;s have a drink" and she follows me to the bar.

All of a sudden I look back and I don't see her. I look around - nothing. I finally look up and see her on stage with the live music - the lead had given her some fucking instrument to play.

I got myself a water and just laughed at the hypergamy at play. I was annoyed for a second and then realized; women only date/fuck up. It took the dude in the room with the most social proof to get the chick. It was amusing to see TRP in the real world.