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Ch. 1 - Introduction
Like most men, you dont enjoy being shit tested by women. In fact, you get slightly anxious when the pretty woman youre talking to at a bar asks you to buy her a drink. Give in to her demand and youre no better than one of her many beta male admirers. Refuse to buy her a drink and she might think that youre a jackass.
Unfortunately (or fortunately), you know that the shit testing will never stop; a woman who is attracted to you will shit test you till the day you die. You dont look forward to the day when you have a significant other, and she casually mentions how much she would love to have that expensive necklace she showed you at at the jewelry store. In fact, you fear that your future wifes I would love to have it might turn into You better buy it for me or else if you dont keep her shit testing under control.
In the past, womens shit tests flummoxed me as well. About 13 years ago, I and a sexy blonde stopped by a sorority party after sharing a romantic kiss on our second date. To my dismay, the bombshell ignored me at the party and talked only to her friends while observing me from afar. After repeatedly failing to get her attention, I left the party. A few days later, I was dumbfounded by the blondes refusal to go on a third date with me.
Thankfully , I am no longer as naive about women and their shit tests as I was in the past. Late last year, when I approached a Thai runway model at a nightclub, she told me that I looked like Will Smith, except that Will Smith was much bigger and taller than me, in addition to being far more handsome than me. I responded by nonchalantly saying Hmm, interesting and continued talking to her. The next day, the model did everything in her power to try to prevent me from leaving her place including cooking me breakfast and lunch, running to the convenience store to buy me protein shakes, and a few other things that are probably illegal in some parts of the world.
What if you knew exactly how to execute my recommended strategy for dealing with womens shit tests? What would you do if you could easily deflect or sidestep the nastiest shit tests that make most men want to tear their hair out? How much more enjoyable would dating beautiful women be for you? Would you ever buy a woman a drink again?
Unless you already know how to use verbal jujitsu to prevent women from emotionally manipulating you, this book will transform your love life. In it, I explain why using one of the six strategies men use to respond to womens shit tests gives the average man the best chance to respond to a shit test quickly and appropriately. To make sure that you will never get bullied by a woman again, I even execute my recommended strategy to respond to 72 shit tests that most heterosexual men will face at least once in their lifetimes.
Using my recommend strategy to respond to womens shit tests will require you to control your emotions and think before you speak. Moreover, to pass the most challenging shit tests, you will need to remain calm, appear indifferent, and not let your pride or ego get in the way of rational, goal-oriented thinking. Having been perfectly honest about what it will take for you to successfully deal with womens shit tests, let me show you why you should always try to pass a shit test with flying colors.
Ch . 2 - The delightful consequences of passing shit tests
Although the sun had come up just a few minutes ago, it was already a balmy 78 degrees outside. Netti and I went back inside Mixx to get a bottle of water. While she poured half of the water in the bottle into her glass, I looked at the pretty girls body in amazement. How could such a thin girl have such an impressive bosom? Furthermore, how had I managed to pull the hottest woman at the club despite being drunk? Most importantly, would I be able to convince Netti to come back to my place?
She looked me up and down while I emptied out the bottle into my glass. Hey, Im really tired. Im going to go home and sleep. Do you want to come? The minute those words left my mouth I prepared myself for the upcoming battle of wills. She stared at me for what felt like an eternity. I stood there and tried to look as calm as possible, breathing slowly and purposefully.
We just got here. I want to stay here for one more hour. If you leave now, Im going to stay here, she said. I looked her in the eye and said Okay. After turning away from her, I took one little step forward before slowly turning my head to face her. Her eyes looked gigantic and the skin on her neck looked flushed. Extending my right hand out, I said to her with a smirk on my face Cmon, lets go. The moment I felt her soft skin on the palm of my hand, I began walking towards the exit.
After stepping out of the cab, Netti asked me if she could borrow my jacket for a few minutes. I handed it to her while pulling her through the front doors of my apartment building. The minute the concierge greeted us, I knew why she had asked me for my jacket. Trying to hide behind me while covering her head with my jacket, the 28-year old restaurateur didnt want anyone to think that she was not a good girl. We quickly got inside the elevator.
Netti calmed down once we were inside my apartment. While I got ready to go to bed, she explored every inch of my apartment, checking out the closets, bathroom, and even the patio. Handing her one of my t-shirts and a pair of baggy shorts, I told her to not take too long because I was really sleepy. Five minutes later, she was in my bed, laying as far away as possible from me.
As she turned her back to me and closed her eyes, I thought carefully about what I should do next. If I didnt make a move on her soon, she might think that I lacked the courage to do so. But, she certainly wasnt making it easy for me to even touch her. Suddenly, I burst out laughing. Im not sure what came over me. Perhaps, I was just delirious.
Netti turned to face me and looked at me quizzically. Why are you laughing?, she asked. Youre a tough cookie, you know that?, I responded. Without missing a beat, she followed up her first question with a second one: How many cookies have you had? Fighting the urge to brag about my recent conquests, I stroked her hair, looked into her eyes, and said to her, Im really glad that I met you. A few seconds later, I pulled her close to me. Soon, nature took its course.
Ch . 3 - Common questions and answers about shit tests
Here are the answers to some of the most common questions men have about women and their shit tests.
What is the purpose of a shit test and why should I even care about it?
A woman shit tests a man only when she is attracted to him. Observing the mans reaction to the shit test helps her assess his sexual market value (SMV) relative to hers. Men can pass shit tests if they identify them quickly and respond to them appropriately. However, most men are unable to even recognize a shit test until it is too late.
The average man must learn to identify and deal with shit tests quickly because failing a series of shit tests can dramatically lower his perceived SMV in the eyes of the woman who shit tested him. If the drop in his perceived SMV is low enough for her to think that her SMV is greater than his SMV, she will either unhappily settle for a man who she thinks is not good enough for her or set her sights on other men with higher SMVs.
When do women shit test men?
Women shit test men all the time. They shit test men upon first meeting them. They shit test men during the first few dates and also later when things get hot and heavy. They shit test men after having sex with them. They shit test men after becoming their long-term girlfriends. And they shit test men after marrying them. Women will continue to shit test the men they are attracted to until they die.