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This question was taken from a response made by a 39 yr old male.

"Once you hit late 30s and beyond when even the last-minute panicky female leftovers are pairing off the power dynamic shifts 180 degrees and a man who is single and by all signs should be 'partnered away' because he is fit, trim, well-groomed, still has most of his looks, well-spoken, is working (not necessarily killing it but at least has some income), has hobbies, etc etc. He... will be met by women constantly trying to get him to settle with a leftover female: divorcee, handicapped woman, single mom, or some other similar aging female specimen.

A decent older man who maintains an air of carefree bachelorhood will be met with very hateful attitudes from women... ironically for different reasons than the hateful attitudes he experienced from them in his youth. Young, women enjoy it when the second- and third-tier males are 'put in their place' in the male pecking order as they view these guys as their fall-back options or 'plan B' if you will if they can't snag their dream man in time. They want these guys to experience a 'female drought' that would make them amenable to toe the feminine imperative of keeping an amply supply of thirsty back-up plans ready to put in the blood sweat and tears to get a taste of what the top dogs got for free.

But when those mid-level males become eligible for the 'female draft' so to speak (35+ on average) yet refuse to play the game (as it's dictated by female directives)... it pisses women off. Mightily. Especially when they see these older bachelor guys enjoy their hobbies, motorcycles, travels, etc etc, obviously relishing the single life. They'll do everything in their power to 'straighten him out' by saddling him with some aging cow to set an example to other would be mid-level male miscreants."

Would you date "a 5 out of 10" who really had the hots for you?

This reminded me of someone I used to know back home. Her name was Gabby. She was many things I did not personally go for in a woman, but other men probably would've liked. She was short (5'4"/163 cm), 21 years old, petite/skinny, a B-cup, and with a slim waist and a pixie-cut blonde hairdo. She was very energetic and outgoing. She would also drink a lot and I don't like or drink alcohol.

She was a friend-of-a-friend; specifically my best friend's girlfriend's college roommate. So when I hung out with my friend on Friday nights to have dinner and play cards, and he brought his girlfriend, sometimes Gabby would be there, too.

We had a lot of things in common. We both loved the same video games, we both were artistic and drew pictures and wrote fiction. And we were both in college at the time (2017-2018).

She wasn't really my type physically, and there were too many offputting things about her for me to like anything about her romantically, including her saying how she was "bi-curious" (gross). And how she once said at the table, "I only like tall guys; like six feet and up! You know, like you!" I quickly told her I was "five-eleven, not six feet. I don't meet your dating criteria." It was such a f*cking turn-off and I already didn't like her much. Any girl who says that is dead to me as a dating option.

But she kept thinking we should get together and be a couple, and pretty much hinted at this non-stop, doing everything but outright saying it, very time I met up with my Leo and Taylor. I was single and looking at the time, and my Taylor thought me and her roommate 'look like a great couple'. But that just offended me even more, with the implication that some tiny,9 0 pound, hyper-active, alcoholic, high-energy pixie chick would be "my type" just because we had a lot of hobbies in common. I hated that people thought of me like that.