The biggest advice I can give is that if you don't have respect from a woman, then you don't have anything. Without respect, what do you really have? A woman that will use you for your resources, put you on the backburner and hit you up when her first, second or third option doesn't pan out? A favor buddy who she constantly asks for favors from but never reciprocates? A complaint buddy who she will tell all her problems to so she can rejuvenate her emotions before she goes RIGHT BACK to dealing with him and engaging in the same nonsense?
What has happened in this day and age is that women have reversed the roles on men. Men are now the needy ones who can't go on without being in a relationship or getting female attention... sitting around waiting for her call and hoping to get a crumb of attention all the while she is dealing with 2 to 4 other guys who she has in a queue ahead of you.... and men put up with all of this for what? What is she bringing to the table? It's like men are owners who are willing to sign players that shouldn't even be in the league to $80 million dollar contracts and are doing that with a smile.
Stop wasting so much time and energy into women who aren't receptive and who think you owe them something. If they can't come with basic respect for you, then boot them and keep it pushing. It's not an easy road to walk, but really, if you don't have respect from a woman, what do you have?
On another note, stop focusing on what women like, what catches women, what pleases women, etc. Who cares? What are they doing to deserved to be pleased and served? Are they studying how to make you the perfect sandwich, give you the best massage of your life or any of that? I highly doubt it. So why are you so concerned on pleasing women who aren't deserving of it? A great woman who has SHOWN you her loyalty, yeah, she is deserving, but some woman you just met can come in here and demand things like you owe her something? Nah. If you take some woman to Mcdonalds, she needs to be grateful. That's something free that she wouldn't have otherwise got. What is she bringing to the table to demand you feed her lavish food or buy her lavish gifts? The problem is men in this generation were raised by pro-neo-feminist and simp encouraging baby boomers.
The reason why women are so entitled this generation is because they can be due to how men react. They know men will rush out and give them what they want. They can develop an entitlement attitude because men don't believe in anything these days and they know they can demand something from a man and he will cave in. Men weren't taught to tell some woman who brings nothing to the table, "Look, you better be grateful I'm giving you anything at all because I don't owe you anything." They weren't taught that you don't give in to her temper tantrums and fits of anger because doing so only encourages her to keep on playing you in that way and it will make her lose respect for you. They were probably taught some simped-out solution like, "Do what she wants and bring her roses to calm her temper." That's just a recipe for a broad walking all over you and turning you into a hen-pecked husband or boyfriend.
Women are developing circles of simps who cater to her every need. She has the listening brotha who gives her an emotional boost when she needs a short break from dealing with the dude that she 'hates'. She's hungry or needs some money? She has Mr Meal on Wheels to take her to eat wherever she want to energize her body so she can deal with the dude she really wants to deal with after dinner. She has Billy the Banker to give her free money to pay her rent and necessities while she uses her own money to hit the club up and grind on some random dudes. Funny how these women don't have money for rent, but they have pictures of them posted up in the club with a new out-fit ain't it?
Negroes are walking free-favors and rest havens and wonder why women act the way they do. You don't owe women anything, and if they get mad, tell them to keep it pushing. Don't give in to that emotional manipulation.
