San Francisco is strange. A lot of the males are gay, taken, or creepy/weird. What's left has to deal with the same thing as women. That is, many women have fed

San Francisco is strange. A lot of the males are gay, taken, or creepy/weird. What's left has to deal with the same thing as women. That is, many women have fed into the "odds are good, but the goods are odd" BS and have become arrogant, annoying, and delusion, though they are nothing special. With women, I'd say something like, "the odds aren't good, but the goods are still odd." They aren't usually creepy/weird, but they're high maintenance, SJW'y (sees everything as some sort of unfair treatment, complains about every little thing, constantly creates more headache for everyone, etc), bitchy, full of themselves, annoying, and don't seem to realize most see them as a waste of time. They're like those worthless draining idiots at work who like taking advantage of someone trapped in a bad situation and who say the dumbest thing (addressing others as though they're idiots) every chance they get. Oh wait, it's the same people, but now they're outside work while trying to repeat the same thing again. Once they are off the table, only a handful of women remain. In my case, while I was there, the handful left were often attracted to me; however, I kept noticing that if I entered a relationship with one and it didn't work out, that would be it. There would either nothing else, or I'd end up trapped (didn't work out, so therefore..) cycling through the same handful of women. Trapped. Suffocated. Dead end. Dead end. Trapped. Dead end. Suffocated. <repeat> That's what constantly repeated while I was there. Everything would lead to a dead end, and it was almost as though there were a group of people trying to keep it that way.