Great videos, as always!
To help illustrate Madals' point that a true alpha takes on the role of "group manager," I'd like to relate a story from last weekend about a bad situation I handled alpha-style.
On Saturday night, me and three friends decided to take a road trip to Oklahoma. Why? Because I'd never been there and it's better to broaden our horizons than haunt the same 5 or 6 bars every weekend. We arrived at a randomly-selected club at 9 PM, and although a bunch of interesting events occurred throughout the night, for the sake of brevity I'll fastforward to the part where the drama begins.
When it came time for us to go, there was one girl in particular of the many we had talked to that night who just wasn't willing to accept that the night was over and she wouldn't be going home with any of us (there were a number of reasons why not--all irrelevant). She stalled and stalled outside the club trying to convince us otherwise and eventually we offered for her to come sit with us while we ate before the drive home. She had come with a male friend, and the plan was for him to follow us in her car while she rode with us.
Now what I didn't know, and haven't told you until now, is that this guy is big-time in love with this girl, despite being friend zoned nearly 5 years ago. So I guess the site of her getting into a car with four guys was just too much for him, and he flies out of the parking lot of the club in her car, screaming down the road.
This is obviously a bad idea, but it's exacerbated by the fact that we're in Oklahoma--a place where there's a cop literally every 400 yards on any highway. Consider this obvious foreshadowing
So we arrive at the only thing open in the town, a convenience store, and we all go in and get a bite to eat. We sit in the car and eat while we await his arrival. We finish eating and he still hasn't arrived. We call his phone--no answer. We wait some more. Call again--same thing.
Eventually a cop pulls up beside us at the store. I tell the girl to go tell him her car is stolen. She won't, so, fed up with the situation, I walk over and carefully explain the details to a very unsympathetic officer of the law. He informs me that her friend was stopped and has been arrested with nearly a pound of meth in his jacket. (Lesson #1 - be careful who you befriend in clubs!)
So her friend is going to jail and her car is impounded. She lives nearly 100 miles in the opposite direction that we're headed, and my friends are speechless with no idea how to handle the situation.
I decide there are really only 2 options--leave her at the convenience store to be murdered, raped and God knows what else; or spread this inconvenience out over the entire group and give her a place to stay for the night, sorting out the details tomorrow.
So I formulate a plan everybody agrees to: I'll drive us all home. One of the guys will give her a place to stay. Another will drive her home the next day on his way to work. Everything will be better in the morning. I drive us home, a situation that could have been horrible turns out not being that bad, and everyone lives happily ever after
Group management, alpha style.
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