This is not a
Wealth and Success post. This isn't about money. This is about hooking up and nothing else.
Let me tell you a story from my high school days. High school (and a good bit of college I'm pretty sure) had this pervasive "hookup culture." Everyone was trying get laid and if you had no sexual/intimate experience you were a big nerd. Guys shot their shot with high value girls, the girls it was a real "achievement" to get with. And there was this one kid, who put on this somewhat clever act. He would pretend to be more naïve about "cool kid stuff" like kissing and sex than he actually was. He put on this super pure teacher's pet act. And everyone, at least outwardly, bought it. I say "clever," but maybe the rest of my classmates were gullible? But because he was such a prude, it was fascinating to them to present sexual scenarios to him. For instance, one day in class he's surrounded by a group of the cooler kids. And they're fascinated as usual about how he's never even kissed a girl or anything. And somehow he makes them believe that he doesn't know what breasts are. As in, the difference between a man's chest and a woman's chest. And so to educate him, this one girl takes his hands, presses them up against his own chest, and then guides his hands to start grabbing and fondling her breasts. A bunch of the boys were dumbfounded that it happened, and they tried to push the interaction further. But it didn't get much further because the teacher came back.
This is how things were almost every day at my school. Makeout sessions in the common area, guys and girls alike bragging to each other about their supposed sex exploits, pick-me girl after pick-me girl fishing for horny compliments from the guys. This wasn't the first or last time students ****ed with him either for being a fascinating nerd. He was always getting called over by some group to see how he would react to something sexual. These two girls would force lap dances on him because it amused them how much he supposedly was confused and upset by it. To this, the men's rights activist in you is probably saying "If the roles were reversed, the rainbow hairs would've renamed several pancake mascots over this." And you're right. But if it's any solace, this was 100% absolutely all according to this guy's plan. He wanted this. I knew this guy. So if I was something like friends with this guy, how come I didn't join in his game of hard to get? Didn't I want lap dances? Well, for a couple reasons. But chief among them, I was told "There'll be time for that kind of fun once you graduate. Once you're a grownup you can have this kind of fun all the time!" Clearly things didn't pan out like that. And now I'm like "If I'd have known I would never experience an environment like school ever again? I maybe would've kept a more open mind back then." It's not that I tried and failed to score back then. It was for lack of trying. That's what sucks so much about this.
But maybe I can go back. Maybe there's a career I can change to that's like school in this respect. With a pervasive hookup culture. Where prudes are bagged up on sight and subjected to sexual experimentation. With lots of female co-workers that wanna have sex, ideally with me. I've looked though, and the thing that anyone with common sense will tell you about the workplace is, you're supposed to keep your sexual impositions to yourself. Yes, two consenting adult co-workers can have sex if they choose and somehow manage to not turn it into an HR nightmare. But that's not the same as it was in school. Where it was like the opposite. Where no one would shut up about sex. Where your peers were prized as sexual conquests in and of themselves.
But maybe you know different. Maybe you know a career I can pursue where I would be surrounded by this kind of hookup culture?