/doomer/ - Doomers Club

>she came with bar-bro, who's a awesome-dude

>"ho, well guess that's the end-of-it then"

>she was rarely there anyway, you'd see her only once in a while

>flash-forward early this year, my superiors place me in a different district of my city

>one just in front of the bar, which mean it became the main place where i take my pauses

>i started coming every-morning, winter i order coffee, summer i order syrup

>most times it was bar-bro's mom who was behind the counter in the morning

>sweet-lady, she always added something to me to eat while i was drinking a coffee

>at some-point for some-reasons, the sweet-lady wasn't there anymore, she was replaced with QT-redhead

>which mean we were seeing each-others every-mornings, at a moment where there were only a few patrons

sorry if my english sucks

>every-mornings, i came to order the same-thing, sit at the same-table, light-up the same cigarillo

>everytimes i order she ask me how i am, i replay "i'm just tired, but fine overall"

>and everytime she serves me, if there isn't many patrons, we have a discussion

>at some-point we started to talk about pretty deep subjects, like death, religions, peoples, relationships, medias, ect

>not-only cute, but she's a pretty smart-girl too, such a shame

>at least we can have a relationship based on mutual-respect and friendship right?

fucking wrong

>until last-month, i kept coming every-mornings

>i can't hide for shit the fact that i like her

>every fucking times i come to that fucking bar, i end-up looking her straight in the eyes while taking the softest voice i ever made

>it's clear she feel the same because she does the exact same-shit

>i got anxious it was all in my head, but the rares-times i would go there with someone, like a coworker, they end-up asking me if i'm dating her

Anyway

>two weeks ago she asked me why i kept coming

>scared shitless and guilty-as-hell, i wanted to reply "to see you" but couldn't allow myself to do so

>replied "well, to get syrup"

>she looked fucking sad and told me she would explain to me why she asked that question the following day

>next-day, i come into the bar, order the same-thing, we have a great time

>couldn't keep my mouth-shut, i had to ask her why she asked me that

>she seemed a bit confused and akwardly told me she wanted to open a tab for me since i always came to order the same things

>at this moment, my superiors wanted to move-me somewhere else again

>so i told her "it's fine, i won't be able to come for a while anyway, i'm moved somewhere-else"

>"ho, well good-luck with your work"

>in the end my boss called back and told-me i wasn't needed, instead of working i was put on vacations

>still didn't come back to the bar because i'm a cave-ogre and rarely leave my house if i don't have to

flash-forward to today

>got at the half-point of my shift

>needed a pause

>go to the bar

>order the same-thing, sit at the same-table

>she comes and ask if she can join-me

>"of course, it's your establishement, not mine"

>she ask me questions related to french-peoples

>i reply to thoses questions

>then she propose some sort of cigarette which look like a cigarillo

>"i know you like to smoke ciggars, this is what i smoke, it's made with only tobacco, do you wanna try?"

>"ho nice, thank you"

>i take the cigarette, it's super smooth, good-stuff

>we talk a bit, clients are starting to flow-in

>she leaves me alone with her pack, lighter, and my drink

>some dude ask me for a cig, i tell him i don't smoke cigarettes but i could give him a cigarillo instead if he wanted

>he accepts, insist he want to pay me for it

>tell him it's fine, i get like 20 of thoses for 5 bucks

>finish my drink and cig

>take my glass, her cig-pack, back to the counter

>wanted to repay her for that cig, which i'm absolutely gonna take a pack next-time i got the tabac

>"hey, that cig was pretty good, do you enjoy cigars? because i got a really good-one i really love, which is super smooth, you could maybe taste it if that interest-you"

in my mind, i was just gonna bring my cigar into a air-tight bag tomorrow morning and let her have a taste while i was taking my pause

she didn't see it like that

>"i never had really had the chance to smoke a cigar, but if i do, i would like to be able to take my time and enjoy it, so i don't have to puff it and drop-it everytimes a client come"

>my immediate understanding was: "ho, so she mean she want me to give her one or something, so she can takes her time enjoying it, alright"

>but she continued with "but i'm interested, so we'd have to do that after my shift is done, maybe with a drink"

>confused.jpg

>i-is she asking me a fucking date or am i retarded?

>i replied "w-well it's fine, i'll be on free-weeks after this one, so i'll have a lot-of-free time, i could come at some point after your shift end"

>"my shift usually end at 14, but we could also go in the evening, which would you like better?"

>"h-ho, h-hum, i like to go outside in the evening, it's colder and i-i just like it better"

>"alright is wednesday evening good for you?"

>"y-yeah, as i said, i'll be on a free-week"

>"alright, how do we keep contacts in case something happen?"

>"well i could come-up in the morning to warn you, or i guess i could give you my number"

>she hands me her fucking smartphone already on the add-contact page

>type my cellphone-number

>"alright well i'll tell you if something happen"

>more clients started to come inside the bar

>i was already shitting-my-pants in confusion

>"ho alright, well i'd like to pay the bill"

>"the man behind you said he was gonna pay for you"

>it was the guy i gave a cigarillo

>"no it's fine, he dosn't have to pay for what i ordered"

>"no i won't take your money anyway"

>"ho well thanks i guess, cya"

>"byebye"

The end of the story might have come as pretty "stilted", but it's because i'm still processing wtf happenned this morning

I know it may not look like much, but there is a reason i'm posting here

it's because i feel both super-lucky and super-guilty about it

i feel confused, twistedly-happy, disgustingly-excited, and hopelessly-confused

that girl is great, she's cute, nice, clever

and it's obvious she feel attracted to me just like i am to her

i wouldn't call this "love", but i definitely "like" her

she often calls me "darling"

i come every single-mornings, yet i've never seen her call another-client like that

the only-one i already heard her call like that, is her boyfriend, when we speak she use the same petname she gives to her boyfriend

make of that what you will

there was also that one-time i was about to pay the bill, and she just walked behind me, i could see her hand from the corner of her eyes and she was about to caress my back for somes reasons

she kept herself because a old-woman suddenly walked into the fucking bar, but she almost did it

and tbh, i don't know if i had what it would have taken to endure this shit

anyway, my point is, i feel like shit

i thought it was fine as long as we had nothing going-on

like vaguely flirting without ever acknowledging it

it was fine because nothing was happenning

it was just a really sweet-thing we had together

but thinking back on theses two last-weeks

i think she may want to developpe this further

and not only i'm not entire confortable with that for a lot-of-reasons, but i also feeling guilty because of her boyfriend

i don't know how he is at home or with her, but as an outsider he seems super-nice and i've known him since he opened the fucking bar

i obviously want to be able to have a relationship with her, even a short-one

but she has a boyfriend, it's absolutely impossible

i already cucked some guys, i got cucked-once, which i totaly deserved it

"what goes around comes around" you could say

but i can't do that shit anymore,

that's bad, i got punished for it, which is absolutely fair, but i don't want to inflict this shit to others again

no-one but the worst-peoples would deserve that, and bar-bro is super-nice, he dosn't deserve that shit

i've known him longer that i've known his gf

and even simply "vaguely-flirting" with his gf is already a shit thing to do

i wouldn't cuck-him, i've already restreined myself from making pass at her, even when she already almost-made somes

but it would be a lie to say i don't want to have a relationship with his gf

i was gonna ask what i should do

because it's obvious somewhere inside i really want to developpe a relationship with her, but that's wrong and i shouldn't even consider it

The answer is obvious, "absolutely nothing"

i need to do "nothing", i just show-up, hand her the cigar so she can taste it

maybe we have a nice evening which is absolutely not a "date"

And then we each go back our way without any form of romantic-interraction

>>28094

last time i went to a party was like 6 years ago

having some sort of vague connection to a girl dosn't make you less of a doomer

my general mood could be described as "i really want to die but don't feel like killing-myself"

i feel like shit at all-time for a billions reasons

i have a shitton of trust-issues,

and the only cure that work is weed

ain't it enough? is having no socials connections a requirement?

Hello Anon,

Just try to find another girl. Like you said she's only 7/10 in your eyes, so I guess the girl is not worth it anyways. Isn't like you guys are soulmate or something. Just don't cuck the other guy ( he seems like a nice guy) and do your thing. The girl may broke up with that guy anyways and then you can slide in.

Anyways, at the end of day I don't know shit about anything, so who am I to judge you bro. Do as you please and if you want to fuck that pussy go for it. I won't put a brother down because I get no action :)). So ram that shit and let us know. Make us proud

Best wishes

nigga I don't know about France or how that guy looks like or whether you can fight

basically, here in Eastern Europe if you cuck someone it better be someone who doesn't know how to fight

People have been stabbed and killed over stuff like that over here

anyway if you do it, better make sure that nobody finds out. If the guy is intimidating then don't do it. Pussy is pussy, you might pay for it with your head. But like I said, if the guy is a beta then do it.

>>28103

And they say only brown people are savages.

But damn, that sounds like typical Latino/Caribbean social-personal MO.

But it's way better than going through stacks of signing papers and court dates.

>>28092

This is why I don't have girlfriends. I have friends some of whom are girls.

Although, if I were to have a girlfriend, she'd have to be over 30 and have a stable residence and/or outlook. Doesn't matter if she lives alone or with friends/family.

But anyways, like I say, friendship is better than love. Love can fade away or burn you.

People say lust is bad, but I think love is worse. Love makes people force their fantasies into reality even though the other party has clearly shown disinterest. Lust at least is punp-and-dump.

With friends, you can have the big blow-up and get back together in no time.You can also choose to separate and not lose that closeness. Or you can change and evolve without so much discomfort from the other party.

https://boards.4chan.org/r9k/thread/58984881#p58985464

here's the /r9k/ thread for whoever's interested

>>28085

Also, you haven't fucked up, this is how you make it. DON'T GIVE UP

>>28568

kill yourself you fucking retard, that pic related is a pile of horseshit

>>28615

I know, right? Typical pseudo-intellectual garbage from a Diet Boomer faggot pretending he has a RL waifu.

I'm beginning to see why Boomers loathe their own creation. Can't wait till zoomers take over the housing market and make actual lives for themselves while Diet Boomers struggle with "adulting" while raging about Harry Potter and cuckime roasties.

>>28619

Ive always wondered how can Boomers be biological parents of millennials?

Boomers are born 1945 - 1965, right?

Most people have kids from 16 - 35.

By this logic, most Boomer offspring would be late Gen X at best. Millenials would be the offspring of late-end Boomers.

If anything, the early Gen X would be the parents of millennials.

But yes, I agree with you. Millennials and late Gen Xers are neoboomers with a moralfaggotry that even the average boomer would get annoyed at.

The constant venom against Gen Z is petulant especially when Gen Z shares alot of the same pop-cultural ties that millennials do.

>>28620

>Millennials and late Gen Xers are neoboomers with a moralfaggotry that even the average boomer would get annoyed at.

I think it is ironic that the Millennials have been screeching for so long about how “Boomers ruined the economy! Boomers ruined college! Boomers ruined the housing market!” and finally, finally we have a window of time between February 2020 — Present where the Boomers went all out, failing about with insane lockdowns risking the future of everybody just so they could keep living a little longer; and what did the Millennials do? They fucking fell in line! They got right in the queue for the slaugherhouse, ready as ever to take a big fat L for the Boomers.

>The constant venom against Gen Z is petulant especially when Gen Z shares alot of the same pop-cultural ties that millennials do.

You ever hear of the tendency that a lot of women have: that when they have daughters, they slowly but surely get jealous of them because they have better opportunities than they did? That's what I foresee happening with zoomers: the Diet Boomers are just jealous that zoomers actually have a real shot at amounting to something while all millenials can do is whine about Harry Potter and cuckime tits. That's not to say there isn't individual millenials who are actually doing something productive, but I foresee a LOT of them will be slowly offing themselves as the zoomers come into their own, because due to the coronapanic shit and all, I doubt a lot of them will care about them. I can see it now too:

>Mom, Pop, this living facility is designed to provide you both group and individual safe spaces as well as all kinds of leisure activities. It even has wifi like you remember! The password is OberlinCollege.