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At about 30 minutes into the discussion, she asked me if I could drive her to a friend’s house to drop something off.
It was an odd request, but I went along with it because it was in the same neighborhood where we already were. However, she then asks me if I can drive her to yet another place to run some kind of errand before taking her back home.
Lastly, I understand that there are exceptions to every rule.
I will ignore any comments that say things like “Not all Russian women are like that” or “One time I met a Russian girl who was not like that.” Yeah, I know, exception to the rule, but as always, the exception proves the rule.
All was well until she started viciously attacking other women on my Facebook page.
At one point, my sister-in-law (my brother’s wife who even had the same last name as me) posted a friendly post on my personal Facebook page, and this Russian woman lost her mind.
On that second date, before we went into a fancy bar, we took a quick walk around an adjacent mall. “It’s my birthday next week,” she said, again nodding at the perfume. Several times more, she kept trying to get me to buy this 0 bottle of perfume. We had only met one time before, and we had never had sex or anything else like that.
At the Nordstrom’s store, she stopped and started trying various perfumes. Finally, she realized I wasn’t going to buy her the damn thing, so she relented, and we went to the bar. In the car, while dropping her off back at her place, she got very sexual but didn’t get to sex (she refused to go to my place and refused to let me into her place).
Most of the problematic women I encountered were indeed from Russia, but many were from its satellite countries as well.
I have noticed literally no difference in the level of problems I’m about to describe between women from Russia and women from any of the smaller FSU countries.
So just remember that when I say “Russian” in this article, I really mean Russian FSU women as well.
She had no car, so I picked her up at her apartment which was right by the bar we were going visit. I’ve been on an amount of first dates that numbers well into the triple digits, and I’ve had a woman this brazenly scream a constant stream of negativity like that, not to mention making me wait 40 minutes.
On my way over, she sent me a string of long texts about exactly where I was supposed to park. Needless to say, I never texted her back after that.
Note that most of these were many years ago, so if you have any critiques on my game or my actions, just remember that.