I havent really been rejected that much (or I have a selective memory about that shit) But I had a girl I asked to prom tell me she couldnt because she was going with her girl friends..

One of my friends got all drunk at a club and was dancing... and these 2 hotties walked right in front of him and dropped a note at his feet.... thinking he was all smooth he picked it up to see their names and numbers.... instead it said "Warning: Consumption of Alcohol can lead to you dancing like an idiot... I thought that was pretty harsh.... "

Dont quote this post.

*Waits for reject to post*

thats gay, pics of the girls please

Those are just a bunch of bitches trying to boost their ego by criticizing other when they can't even criticize themselves. They deserve to die.

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I've never been rejected sober because normally I make a move with some strategy in mind.

But when I'm shitfaced, I tend to make a fucking ass of myself.

Worst time I got shot down, this really hot girl was walking up to the bar where I was taking shots with a friend of mine, and I can't remember exactly what move I tried to make, but I remember stumbling in her general direction when I said it. She very obviously pretended I wasn't there and pretended to say something to the girl next to her.

The really bad thing was that I had gone to school with her about five or six years before then, and when I made my play I called her by her name, but she still pretended not to notice.

To be fair, I was fucking sloppy drunk. But still, it was embarrassing.

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S&A

I read the OP's name and thought of BillCosbyNiggerPlease. Man that guy was cool until he went crazy and started spamming.

quote:Originally posted by Niggers On Ice:

I havent really been rejected that much (or I have a selective memory about that shit) But I had a girl I asked to prom tell me she couldnt because she was going with her girl friends..

One of my friends got all drunk at a club and was dancing... and these 2 hotties walked right in front of him and dropped a note at his feet.... thinking he was all smooth he picked it up to see their names and numbers.... instead it said "Warning: Consumption of Alcohol can lead to you dancing like an idiot... I thought that was pretty harsh.... "

So things aren't going well with Lindsey Lohan?

I get rejected alot

im not too pretty.

Every day life:

"I love you"

"Holy shit!"

At a club:

"No, sorry, me and my friends already guessed you were gay"

Bitches don't recognize a guy with style! Right? RIGHT? ...

quote:Originally posted by arquin:

Every day life:

"I love you"

"Holy shit!"

At a club:

"No, sorry, me and my friends already guessed you were gay"

Bitches don't recognize a guy with style! Right? RIGHT? ...



damn straight brother....err I saw this bitch and asked her she wanted to suck my penis...she proceeded to kick me in the nutz and pepper spray me....does that count?

A few weeks ago I was trying to chat up a hot Scottish girl, I thought all was going well, I had just got her number (or so I thought) and we were about to leave the club, so I leaned in thinking it's now or never.

She leans away. I sort of smiled, and made likea tree.

Oh god, I've been rejected so many times. Good thing I've blocked them out and can't remember any more.

the only times I get rejected by girls, it turns out that the girls are actually just dikes...why else wouldnt they want a stallion like me...

quote:Originally posted by fat_people_suck:



damn straight brother....err I saw this bitch and asked her she wanted to suck my penis...she proceeded to kick me in the nutz and pepper spray me....does that count?

So you have to lie about your rejections...

Well I don't do the club shit but my nig friend who is pretty damn good with the ladies tried to hook me up one time with an 8th grader last year at a football game.

He taught me a bunch of niggish moves, like giving her my phone and putting her number in.

So I slyly start talking to her in the nig manner and she's likin it, gives me a number which I am pretty sure is fake. But I just give it a ring and it's some lady's answering machine.

She giggles to two of her fat bitch friends and then one of them who I'm sure to this day has never been liked by a dude says "She doesn't like you very much!"

Then I just realize they're 8th graders and walk off with my pride cut down.

A friend's friend would always hit on me. She was this half decent Asian girl (I'm not into Asians so I might be bias). Any way, once at a club she licked my nipple for a photo pose. She was all over me but I didn't want to give it a shot.

Any way, a few months later I wasn't getting the girl I had set my eyes on that night, I was INCREDIBLY drunk and decided to settle for her. So I ran up to her and screamed "Bitch! Lick my nipple!"

She looked shocked and said "I'm with my fucking boyfriend! FUCK OFF!".

Then my mate told me I had just approached a totally random Asian girl that I had mistaken for her. Seriously, they all look alike.

Oh, I've also gotten the whole "I just want to be single at the moment" then she was dating some one a week later.

Moral of the story: Don't try.



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quote:Originally posted by arquin:



Oh, I've also gotten the whole "I just want to be single at the moment" then she was dating some one a week later.

Moral of the story: Don't try.

Tell it like it is..

Man that fucking sucks it happened to me a little while ago too.

Man I hate the lean-away.

quote:Originally posted by Instigator:

Dont quote this post.

well, my latest was

me:i went to a crazy party last night

ex-gf:nice

me:i didnt do anything

ex-gf:thats good

me:yeah, i guess, some chick offered to blow me(i didnt think this was anything but funny)

ex-gf:well its not like we are a couple

me:we're not?

ex-gf:never have

me:but we had a fucking conversation if we were or not.

ex-gf:i was lying

okay if that chick doesnt make you think of a 10 year old, you are crazy, "i was lying" after 4 fucking months. doesnt sound bad but i had no idea that this was coming.

Mine was that she just stopped calling me. It pissed me off because I can't take a hint. She said she'd call me the day before valentine's, and she has yet to call. So fuck that bitch, she's dead to me.

I suppose the worst I've ever been rejected went like this:

Friend: You guys would look really cute together, you should come to my party with each other tonight!

Guy: Why?

Me: Ouch..

quote:Originally posted by Hardly There:

I suppose the worst I've ever been rejected went like this:

Friend: You guys would look really cute together, you should come to my party with each other tonight!

Guy: Why?

Me: Ouch..

That's your worst rejection?

I got hit with a shoe once. It was a big shoe. I didn't realize what she was doing, so I waited there while she took off her heels.

I turned her down and she didn't like it, so she decided to retaliate and make it seem as if she rejected me in a big way.

I've had a couple. On was at a club and me and my buddy tried to dance with these girls and they were obviously not down so im just like "Yeah man no dice" and they're like "Yeah you're damn right no dice". I told them to fuck off.

Another one i got a girls number and when i called her then next day shes like uhh hold on one sec, and then in the back ground I hear "HE ACTUALLY CALLED YOU BACK?!" and hangs up. I took that bitch's number and signed her up for EVERYTHING.

D.R. never gets rejected

quote:Originally posted by Markoni:

I've had a couple. On was at a club and me and my buddy tried to dance with these girls and they were obviously not down so im just like "Yeah man no dice" and they're like "Yeah you're damn right no dice". I told them to fuck off.

Another one i got a girls number and when i called her then next day shes like uhh hold on one sec, and then in the back ground I hear "HE ACTUALLY CALLED YOU BACK?!" and hangs up. I took that bitch's number and signed her up for EVERYTHING.

You told this story before. I actually had to check the date to make sure this thread wasnt bumped up from a while ago.

man iz was at this club and a was a about to ask the chick for hur number till she dropped her pants and all i saw was dejavu of meatspin

quote:Originally posted by O RLY:

I read the OP's name and thought of BillCosbyNiggerPlease. Man that guy was cool until he went crazy and started spamming.

Shit happens.

As for being rejected?

I dont think so, not because Im such a successfull man, but Because I dont try that often. I only sometimes make a fool out of myself now, when I really want to be with this girl soo damn bad, I know her for some time now and Im sure she's one of my ideal woman types. And yeah, because of trauma I lose my thoughts and sometimes maybe not make an ass out of myself, but lose an oppertunity to strike, to make my case clear towards her.

My worst rejection was not one particular case, but just bad week

I was rejected 3 times in one week, but I'd like to think it was just because all three guys had girlfriends, which I didnt know about. I'd assumed they were single because they were constantly flirting with me, but I guess thats what happens when you're the owner of the only set of non-moob boobs in the class (highschool ftw... )

Edit : FFS I cant get my smilies right!

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quote:Originally posted by Katzekratzer:

non-moob boobs in the class

Post pics.

Sure, I'll even get the guys to pose!

I asked a girl to dance and she said no way in hell she'd ever dance with someone like me.. so i said "what? i think you misunderstood me. I said you look fat in those pants." She looked really suprised and i saw her run straight to the bathroom.

that never really happened. I did ask a girl to a dance and she said no though....

quote:Originally posted by stab:

So you have to lie about your rejections...

only because I don't get rejected

Very very long and complicated story short, this girl who I had thought was only a matter of time before I went out with(she was going through a really rough time with her boyfriend and then brokeup with him) ends up telling me one day there is something that happened that I really wouldn't like, she starts getting defensive and evasive, and I keep bugging her and she eventually blurts it out.

A guy she had known asked her out and she was thinking about saying yes, and this eventually leads her to telling me she has no interest in me. I was absolutely devastated.

Now, one and a half years later I still haven't gotten over it and my life and mindset is really shitty.

I know it's really petty, but do any of you guys who've been rejected in the past get great pleasure from rejecting girls these days?

Almost like it's revenge?

this isnt exactly rejection, but I asked this girl to the movies one time and she said yes and everything, and the plans went bad and i had to meet her at the movies instead of bringing her there

We get into the movie, sit down, maybe five minutes after the movie starts she gets up and sits in the row in front of me. She starts cuddling with the guy there, they end up hooking up. I was so dumbfounded I just sat there mouth open for about a minute, then got up and left

^^ damn dude thats pretty cold...

quote:Originally posted by sandman235:

^^ damn dude thats pretty cold...

QFT. Harshest rejection I've ever read.

Probably going on a double date to the movies, only to have the girl I am with totally ignore me the whole time.

quote:Originally posted by arquin:

I know it's really petty, but do any of you guys who've been rejected in the past get great pleasure from rejecting girls these days?

Almost like it's revenge?

I've often thought that in 15 years or so when I am amazingly successful in my chosen career and women's looks begin to fade so they look for a guy to latch onto I am going to be extremely cruel. But no, since I have no hope of attracting women until then it is only very distantly in the back of my mind.

quote:Originally posted by OrganizedChaos:

We get into the movie, sit down, maybe five minutes after the movie starts she gets up and sits in the row in front of me. She starts cuddling with the guy there, they end up hooking up. I was so dumbfounded I just sat there mouth open for about a minute, then got up and left

Oh wow. That's just cruel right there. Ouch, that hurt me from across the net, simply from the idea that that could happen.

quote:Originally posted by Sick_Boy:

Oh god, I've been rejected so many times. Good thing I've blocked them out and can't remember any more.

Sick_Boy? Rejected???

You must crush on lots on assholes

quote:Originally posted by TruthWielder:

Sick_Boy? Rejected???

You must crush on lots on assholes

Or maybe every one on totse thinks she's so good looking because as a collective, totse has some pretty low standards?

Don't get me wrong. She's pretty. But totse needs to stfu about sick_boy being hot.

Never been rejected now that I think about it. I've taken a fair ammount of changes though, but always calculated ones (most girls in my life came to me). I hope it'll stay this way, I can't stand any form of rejection.

quote:Originally posted by arquin:



"No, sorry, me and my friends already guessed you were gay"

Bitches don't recognize a guy with style! Right? RIGHT? ...

Haha I've known the feeling mate!

Probably when I told my friend I loved this girl and he told her and she came up and slapped me in the face.

Sure it was grade two but it still sucked Now i'm just an asshole and it seems to work. Hmmmm.

quote:Originally posted by TruthWielder:

Sick_Boy? Rejected???

She's immature and naive, so it would make sense that when she pursued guys they would be immature assholes.

Thankfully for her, so as not to make her hopeless, men traditionally pursue women so even good guys will go for her dumb ass.

quote:Originally posted by Byss:

But no, since I have no hope of attracting women until then it is only very distantly in the back of my mind.

I remember reading in one of your posts that you're not a virgin.

Don't you think if you've done it once you can do it again?

I find the worst rejections are the ones where the girls don't even really say anything in response at all (you try to talk to someone at a club and instead of talking to you they just give you this snobbish look and maybe nod their head sarcastically)

Or women who physically push men away on dance floors when they think they're trying to pick them up, they can choke on my dick.

quote:Originally posted by Leduc:

Or women who physically push men away on dance floors when they think they're trying to pick them up, they can choke on my dick.

You know, guys do that as well. Guys are just as cruel as girls.

Guys can be just as cruel for sure...

I was just speaking from what I've encountered personally, and I've never seen a guy do that to a girl.

i have never endured a rejection per se, as in me asking out a girl and them saying no. thats because i find out if someone likes me before i do anything. i guess im shy or something...and i'm not old enough to go clubbing (proper ones, not shitty underage ones) so...yeah. um. im tired. and smashing pumpkins depresses me. bye totse, i'm going to bed.

lol, awesome topic.

Freshman year at the University of Iowa. I'm feeling crappy, because this girl I really liked blew me off to go hang with this dude I deeply hated. Hence, the smell of Loser is wafting off my skin in waves, and I decide to remedy this the old fashioned way, i.e. drinking ungodly amounts of Jim Beam. By around ten o'clock, I am well and truly in the bag, staggering around my dorm room singing along to Flogging Molly.

It's around then that my buddy calls me, and asks me to go out to the bar with him. Not just any bar, mind you, but The Summit, IC's local fraternity faggot club. Being drunk, I decide this is a wonderful time to go pick up some sorority princess and thereby refuel my self-esteem.

Bad move.

Now, already, elements are becoming clear which are not clear to a man who's been drinking Jim Beam since around six-thirty. Foremost among them is the fact that scrawny young punkers in baggy pants and a Bad Religion t-shirt should not expect themselves to be welcome in the local fraternity bar. Blissfully ignorant, though, I ran a comb through my hair and met up with my guys.

So we go down to the bar, and I immediately start drinking gin and tonics like it'll win me a prize. Again, I cannot emphasize enough how drunk I am at this point. Three, four, perhaps even five sheets to the wind. Staggering, slurring, droopy eyelids, the whole works.

My buddies immediately begin pairing off with girls they know - they have game and do not smell like rejection. I smell like rejection, as well as cigarette smoke and hard liquor. In desperation, I notice a girl from my rhetoric class.

This girl was... well, not "fat," but a little chunky. She'd been hitting on me in class the previous week, and I'd uncomfortably tried to extricate myself from her affections. Now, though, fully hammered and desperate, it occurs to me that it'd be a really easy lay, and my alcohol-soaked brain is already subtracting pounds from her estimated weight. With a shot of tequila for luck, I stroll up.

And this girl wouldn't even remotely give me the time of day. She noticed my drunkenness immediately, and figured out what was up. I'd try to make conversation with her, and she'd just ignore me or respond in curt, short words. I completely failed to realize this was going nowhere. Finally, after maybe twenty minutes of this, she turned to me and said, quote:

"Look, guy? You're not even gonna fuck the fat girl tonight, okay?"

...Bam. This was in full view of all my buddies, as well as all her (significantly more attractive) friends. And when she spoke, the whole table went SILENT, all eyes on me.

I just got up and left. There are still days where I look in the mirror and think of that chick putting me in my place, and mutter to myself, "You've come a long way, Johnny." :-)

quote:Originally posted by StillArmedStillAngry:

"Look, guy? You're not even gonna fuck the fat girl tonight, okay?"

Ooooh, so fat girls do know that they're a last resort?

Great story.

You're an awesome poster, good to have you back (you did go, right?)

Well I suppose the worst I've ever had was from a girl who was my best friend. Not only was she very attractive but she was also someone you could talk to. I was in deep, maybe even love but who knows? Well anyways I was talking to her one time and it kinda just came out. To my suprise she had the very same feelings for me, but she had a boyfriend. The boyfriend was one of those jock douches. Anyways she said to me she was going to break up with him because he didn't really pay attention to her. Then she changed on me. She told me that it had been a big mistake and that she was sorry. I've never been more hurt in my life. To this day we arn't as close as we used to be. For some reason now every relationship I get in I don't feel anything towards that girl. I don't know what's wrong.

Honestly, I've never been rejected, at least sexually.

Mostly because I don't go for it until I know they want me.

And because I usually don't try, since I'd rather do other shit.

quote:Originally posted by Kooper0:

*Waits for reject to post*

Ha.

I've never been rejected flat out. Maybe thats because i've made very few advances in my lifetime.

quote:Originally posted by StillArmedStillAngry:

lol, awesome topic.

Freshman year at the University of Iowa. I'm feeling crappy, because this girl I really liked blew me off to go hang with this dude I deeply hated. Hence, the smell of Loser is wafting off my skin in waves, and I decide to remedy this the old fashioned way, i.e. drinking ungodly amounts of Jim Beam. By around ten o'clock, I am well and truly in the bag, staggering around my dorm room singing along to Flogging Molly.

It's around then that my buddy calls me, and asks me to go out to the bar with him. Not just any bar, mind you, but The Summit, IC's local fraternity faggot club. Being drunk, I decide this is a wonderful time to go pick up some sorority princess and thereby refuel my self-esteem.

Bad move.

Now, already, elements are becoming clear which are not clear to a man who's been drinking Jim Beam since around six-thirty. Foremost among them is the fact that scrawny young punkers in baggy pants and a Bad Religion t-shirt should not expect themselves to be welcome in the local fraternity bar. Blissfully ignorant, though, I ran a comb through my hair and met up with my guys.

So we go down to the bar, and I immediately start drinking gin and tonics like it'll win me a prize. Again, I cannot emphasize enough how drunk I am at this point. Three, four, perhaps even five sheets to the wind. Staggering, slurring, droopy eyelids, the whole works.

My buddies immediately begin pairing off with girls they know - they have game and do not smell like rejection. I smell like rejection, as well as cigarette smoke and hard liquor. In desperation, I notice a girl from my rhetoric class.

This girl was... well, not "fat," but a little chunky. She'd been hitting on me in class the previous week, and I'd uncomfortably tried to extricate myself from her affections. Now, though, fully hammered and desperate, it occurs to me that it'd be a really easy lay, and my alcohol-soaked brain is already subtracting pounds from her estimated weight. With a shot of tequila for luck, I stroll up.

And this girl wouldn't even remotely give me the time of day. She noticed my drunkenness immediately, and figured out what was up. I'd try to make conversation with her, and she'd just ignore me or respond in curt, short words. I completely failed to realize this was going nowhere. Finally, after maybe twenty minutes of this, she turned to me and said, quote:

"Look, guy? You're not even gonna fuck the fat girl tonight, okay?"

...Bam. This was in full view of all my buddies, as well as all her (significantly more attractive) friends. And when she spoke, the whole table went SILENT, all eyes on me.

I just got up and left. There are still days where I look in the mirror and think of that chick putting me in my place, and mutter to myself, "You've come a long way, Johnny." :-)

oh man..

OH MAN

Well written and even hurt me reading it..

EDIT: I forgot this one as it wasn't so much flat out rejection.

movies with me, 1 dude who I'm kinda friends with, a girl I like, and her annoying friend.

well we go to sit down and its like this.

ME. DUDE. GIRL I LIKE. ANNOYING BITCH.

And now my kinda friend sees what is going on and says "yo you wanna switch seats"

"Nah that's ok." *Giggles*

FUCK.

I die in the theatre.

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quote:Originally posted by arquin:

I remember reading in one of your posts that you're not a virgin.

Don't you think if you've done it once you can do it again?

In short, the time I actually had a girl(which is the time I mentioned being rejected by in this thread) was a complete fluke. A girl I had known for years and was very hot actually thought that I was "hot", even though she was in no way desperate(about 15 guys were going to ask her out if she broke up with her boyfriend) and I am universally regarded as ugly as sin...Naturally, since I don't have a repulsive personality and we were pretty good friends(at least back then) this meant I was a shoe in. Also, we are both very weird and liked the same things and stuff, you know how that goes.

Bottom line is, she was the only girl that was interested in me, so any relationship was flawed due to a power imbalance. After she left me(when we had been hanging out, talking on the phone all night, kissing, having sex, ie everything you do with a girlfriend) I was devastated, and since it was just a fluke, over one and a half years later I still haven't done anything again, be it sex or even kissing.

Well this girl I haven't seen for about 5 years called me last friday to invite me to some party. I told her I couldn't go because I had to prepare some school work for saturday morning class (true fact).

I just told her if she'd like to go out with me to the movies or somewhere else this saturday.

She got a little nervous and told me she had to work all day so it wasn't gonna be possible.

That was clearly a rejection because she could have told me to hang out another day but she didn't and besides what 19 year-old works a whole fucked up saturday?

quote:Originally posted by Maggotote:

That was clearly a rejection because she could have told me to hang out another day but she didn't and besides what 19 year-old works a whole fucked up saturday?

Im 16 and am worked 9-6. So she could have been telling the truth.

quote:Originally posted by NiGhT PrOwLeR:

I get rejected alot

im not too pretty.

Join the Dark Side. The force is strong with you. Use a different strategy that does not require looks.

I've never been rejected sober, but that's more because I rarely move when I'm sober and only do so when I'm sure I'm in.

Drunk is another story entirely. My first time drinking heavily I spotted a chick I'd had my eye on for awhile and chased her down to talk to her. She had just gotten there and hadn't had a single drink. It went something like:

Me: "Hey... you're kinda purty, wanna do somethin' tommarraw?"

Her: "Heh, maybe you should talk to me when you're not drunk and we can work some-"

Me: "Fuck that, I ain't drunk, ain't nobody drunk... 'cept for you..."

She stared blankly at me and left. I then proceeded to hit on everything with two legs at the party and ended up getting into a fight with some drunk bastard when I hit on his girlfriend. He got miffed and left after knocking me around.

Things like this happen every time I get really smashed around large group of people.

The first time i truly got rejected was last summer. I was living with my friend and 2 of his female friends. I got into both their pants easy--separate occasions. Anyways, lauren, the one I had been fucking for about a month decided she'd had enough and stopped coming to my room at night.

Two, maybe three months later i kissed her friend hannah on the stairs, and went back down to the basement where my male roommate and his friend were. I became reaaaally drunk, and ventured back upstairs to laurens room to see hannah (and they're both bi). Her door was closed and i immediately knew i hadn't a moment to spare. Knowing better than to kill the mood by knocking on the door, I went into my room and out my window onto the porch roof into the pouring rain. I staggered onto the house roof, determined to slide myself up the watery shingles and walk along the top and over to her side of the house. Damn.

That's a long drop. Her window is just 4 or 5 feet below me, but the roof on the mudroom is another 5 feet, and its at an angle. I jumped, and SMACK. I was barefoot, and sliced my foot pretty bad on the slate shingle. But I didn't realize that for another hour. I got back on my feet and crept towards the window. I could hear moans! Hells yeah, they didn't hear me fall outside their window. I banged on the window and let myself in.

They still had their clothes on but were on top of each other. Lauren was pissed at me, I laughed it off. I looked at lauren and said "There's one thing i wanna say." and leaned forward and kissed hannah. She kept kissing me. I was in. My first threesome. We hit the lights and started kissing each other, it was weird kissing lauren again. Hannah rubbed my cock a bit, started kissing me (she was completely on me at this point), but then she had to use the bathroom. Now it was just me and lauren again. I kissed her even though it felt even more strange now that hannah wasn't in the room. She asked if I liked hannah. I said yeah of course, so she asked if i wanted to be her boyfriend. I said if things turn out right, yes. Then lauren got up and said she had to use the bathroom.

Now i was alone, half naked in the dark. Time crept by. I waited for what felt like 10 minutes. I knew something was up. I got up and went towards the bathroom, and saw lauren had hannah pinned up against the wall making out. I thought WHAT THE FUCK, LAUREN. You greedy bitch, you can't have her all to yourself!! But i said something like lets go back, so we did. But Lauren turned the lights back on. She told me i wasn't sleeping over!! I couldn't believe my ears, i was so angry. I knew exactly what she was doing but there wasn't anything i could do about it now! I had no choice but to walk back to my room, turn on some music so i couldn't hear their pleasurable moans, and fall asleep.

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^^^^^^Damn that seems ripped right off of Nifty.org......

Haha, thanks I'm a pretty good writer.