A waitress at a cafe I go to often gave me her phone number a few weeks ago. Super hot, seemed "down to Earth", lots of interests in common. She acted like she was really into me. You guessed it, Oneitis/Unicorn City.
We went out a couple times. Last Saturday I went for a kiss at the end of our second date and she dodged it. Before TRP I would have thought to myself "Well, maybe she just wasn't ready...she is really shy after all...she said so herself." Even after I've been on this sub for 6 months or so, my undead beta subconscious still wants to believe this snowflake unicorn bullshit.
Anyway, I ghosted her after she dodged the kiss. The undead beta in the back of my head held out hope that she would call me and say she was nervous and ask to go out again, but the rational, TRP side of me knew that if I were Chad, we would have fucked already.
Last night I met up with a girl I met on Tinder. We went to my favorite bar which is close to where this waitress works. Sure enough, there was the waitress with another guy outside the bar. We exchanged hellos. My ego took a brief hit but it was a good learning experience. I went with my date into the bar, had some drinks, and a couple hours later I took her back to my place and fucked her.
Moral of the story: That girl you think is obsessing over you because you haven't texted her in 3 days has a cock jammed down her throat as several others guys are blowing up her phone. Don't fantasize her into a snowflake, AWALT.