From
http://www.naturalfreedom.info/viewtopi ... 967#p29967:
Setting boundaries/ability to walk away (the latter applying more for once there is an actual "relationship") also seem to be the things men naturally can do that women can't.
Related to this (but not concerning a relationship), I would like to know what you guys think about something I did today:
There's a shop I frequent for some things I need, I get along fairly well with the girl who works there, so sometimes I hang out with her for a bit. Today one of her other customers was there - another chick who I used to chat with occasionally and got along well with at first, but her arrogance and the fact that she thinks she's the shit and a total badass started to shine through, so I subtly backed off. So when I left the seat I was in (the only customer seat in the shop) to select my stuff, I notice that she hijacks it immediately. Well, I just chuckle (don't even know why.....).
Now it's been apparent in my posts above that I still have a bitter taste from the red pill; this last week it looks like I have let it go, but will wait to post about that in this thread after more time has elapsed, just to be sure......
Anyways, while selecting my shit, this goes through my mind automatically: "WTF is she trying to pull? Even a month ago I would have called her out on this, but right now i'm more curious to see if she's shit-testing me (as the PUA guys call it), or if she took the seat simply because she's a bitch......" So I select what I want, and go back to my buddy (the employee) to tell her what i've selected, and stand next to the bitch in the chair while doing so. She tells me one of my items will need processing, so I decide in my mind that i'm not gonna play games or argue with bitchstolemychair, i'm not gonna stand up & wait when I should be sitting down, and there's other stuff I have to do in the area anyway; my buddy (employee) and I can catch up another time. So I tell her fine - I gotta run some errands and will pass back later. She says my stuff will only take a few minutes or so, why not wait?
So I move around to the other side of the counter and continue chatting with her, and bitchstolemychair asks me for a dime so she can get a gumball from the machine. My mind goes BINGO - test!

. I casually ask her if she walks around without even a dime on her (and I notice that i'm calmly, but with curiousity, staring her right in the eye - and this is a bitch who loves to intimidate men with her "badassness"). A few seconds pass, then she lowers her eyes, pats her hips and starts to mumble some shit about her pockets, at which point I return my attention to my buddy. Buddy has by now twigged what's going on, and tells me that actually my stuff will take longer than expected - go and take care of business and she'll make sure my shit is ready by the time I get back. Sooooooo I leave.......
And in the course of my errands I synchronistically run into something (not a woman......) that stimulates and inspires me for the rest of the evening (the what isn't important). bitchstolemychair has faded from memory, only popped up in my mind a coupla times as a pathetic joke (as opposed to a fierce misandric cunt, which would have been my state of mind up to a week ago) afterwards (what the fuck is she gonna do when her looks (soon) fade? - the bitch does not have a personality worth sticking around for

), and only really popped up in my mind vividly when I read the post by Flow above. The thing is, when I left the shop, some of those old "alpha male" bullshit doubts popped into my head - "You're running away, man." "You gave away your POWER." Then I realised - I SIMPLY WALKED AWAY. There was 1) no conflict and being dragged deeper and deeper into a woman's manipulations (which she will invariably "win") which could have also put my buddy in the awkward position of having to mediate (not good looking but cool chick, by the way - she despises manipulative bitches and hates symps, and has always made it a point to take care of my professional needs whenever i'm there sometimes to the point of freebies, even though we're now on such casual terms that she could take me for granted if she wished - which explains her actions), and 2) no feeling of having my tail between my legs or anything: it felt like my leaving wasn't an excuse, it was a CHOICE.
And sweetest of all - this just FLOWED. I was mostly on autopilot the whole time.
But I am aware that while "the mists are clearing", there are still many subtleties I have yet to grasp, and the rabbit hole forever deepens, so anyone more experienced please feel free to correct or chastise as necessary. Pussied out or walking away? Too passive or going with the flow (which ended up with me having a much more interesting evening)? A part of me is still unsure, as I did not respond to an obvious challenge, and yet another part is insistent of the fact that I gave her nothing to fight......