From 2003 to 2013 I was abroad working for the USG in a variety of capacities—everything from contract diplomat, to managing 100s of Linguists for DOD in the Balkans, to running anti-trafficking programs in Moldova. Most of the 10 years was spent in war zones but about two years was spent in Romania, Tashkent, Jordan, and the UAE. My salary ranged from 84k a year to upwards of 240K. I went to an Ivy League school and played football for three years but wasn’t a starter or anything.
I like to travel and I like foreign girls but after 10 years of being abroad I came home last year and set up shop in Vegas. I now am profoundly unhappy, jaded, intellectually blighted, and disillusioned. I own some duplexes which net me about 5000 a month after all the hassle and have a boring ass contract gig which grosses me about another 4500 a month. The contract gig is not in my wheelhouse but I leveraged my security clearance and IT background and get task orders from a prime contractor.
I went all out when I got home. I read the books and felt that the key to women are cars, nice pads, and flashy shit so I leased a Porsche Cayman, got a swanky high rise on the strip for 1600 a month, and joined the country club. I thought I would have 8s throwing themselves at me left and right and I would be the man. I am not. I am leveraged to the max, normally dateless, and pissed off.
I would think that a 33 year old good looking black guy that is well educated and legit would get tons of babes but I was wrong. I feel intellectually and culturally disconnected here. Vegas is an immoral blue collar service based economy where education and worldliness are not valued.
In LA being a Talent Acquisition Specialist for Sony is more important than being a Special Assistant at the World Bank. In DC it is reversed. In New York it’s all about high finance—Ibankers and traders. In Vegas, it’s about…being a host at a club or being a good gambler. I have nothing of value—or no social currency-- to offer the women here.
In DC I always had dates with attractive foreign women and cute State Dept maidens; in Vegas the strippers have stood me up more times than I can count. I still get 9s 2x ayear—check out my FB if you want bonafides—but they are $350 a date girls and I am literally spending all my cash each month. Not hookers, but dinner on the strip with wine is 225 and the shows are about 120 for two tickets. Stupid.
Admittedly, I have limited game. I am sociable but sterile and at times my arrogance is palpable. My game was based upon my status that was discernable from my speech, clothes, and mannerisms. In Vegas they don’t respect a straight arrow like me. I thought that rolling around in Porsche would get me laid but it doesn’t.
In Europe and in the UAE I had model quality (and decent) women coming out of my ears. In Vegas I am getting fatties, flakes, and women who want a man to pay their rent.
MAN WITH LIMITED GAME DID WELL OVERSEAS....THE SAME MAN BACK IN THE USA AND IS A SUCCESSFUL MAN CANT EVEN FIND A DATE ....