Fitness Test (sometimes called a Sh*t Test), (noun)

1. a question or statement meant to gauge your Alpha traits. (Red Pill Glossary)

Glen told me he once had a girlfriend who began with the testing thing that women do. And, yes we do. You know we do. Followers of the Red Pill call it a Fitness Test or a Sh*t Test, which translates to seeing how far she can push her Alpha to see just how Alpha he is.

He told me that one day, his girlfriend at the time mentioned that her ex stayed in moderate contact with her, and one day she told Glen, “He wants to meet me for lunch … should I meet up with him, just to say hi? Just to catch up?” Glen said, “I told her ‘Do what you need to do.'” ” … and?” I asked. “She had lunch with him,” he said. ” …and ?” ” … and, I never saw her again.” “What do you mean?” “Well, Shannon, what else could that mean?” I sighed and said, “Come on, Glen. What do you mean you never saw her again? What happened?” “Well,” he answered, “She came back and told me, you know, ‘yeah, I had lunch with him,’ and I ended it right then and there.” My mouth dropped. “You broke up with her??” “yep,” “But Glen, you told her she could go.” “No, I did not,” “Yes you did, and then you dumped her for it. That’s mean! You let her think you gave permission to see him and you used it against her. Why do men DO that?!” With one shake of his head, Glen answered. “Shannon, listen. Listen. She told me that her ex stayed in touch with her, which was a test, and then she said she wanted to go and see him, which was a test. So I told her, ‘Do what you need to do,’ … meaning, she knew the right thing was to not go see him, because she was with me. Would a woman – would you tolerate hearing that an ex stayed in touch with John and he was considering meeting up with her ‘for lunch’?”  “No,” I admitted, “No way.”  “Right. She was testing me.”  “Why?”  “Who cares why. She was. And when I told her ‘do what you need to do,’ I meant is seeing him while you’re in a committed relationship with me what she needed? Or did she need to not see him because she’s with me … do you see?”  “yes,”  ” … yeah.” He finished. “So then, you never saw her again? That was it?” “That was it. I didn’t return any calls or texts.” “Did she – ” “Oh yeah. She texted me and called and called, you know, but … nah. That was the end of that.” I was silent. Jeez. I had my arms crossed and I was silent. I reached up and rubbed the skin on my neck and patted my throat. Wow. That’s super harsh. I almost felt sorry for her. “But Glen, you know, I mean, it’s none of my business, but I’m sure your wife tests a little bit … I mean, she’s a woman … and …I mean, we all do, … uhm …”  “Yes, I do know,” he answered, “but she has never tested me like that, in that realm.” I nodded. I was getting it. “See, that girlfriend – look. Testing me by waving another man at me, that’s very telling. That was an indicator of things to come, and I wasn’t having it, so I nipped it. Done. I don’t need people like that in my life.”

There it is, and I got it. I get it. Very much. I no longer felt sorry for her because I realized the gravity of that particular test. That requires a certain type of person with a particular mindset. And, yes, that would potentially have been the tip of the iceberg.

Really, think about it: how different would our lives be right now, if we had nipped people out of our lives the moment we saw that red flag waving? How many years of trouble, pain, and needless drama could have been eliminated if we had just nipped it? My life would certainly be different, and I’m sure everyone’s lives would be. And these lessons come only by experience.

Glen wrapped up by saying, “Besides, I’m not engaging and sharing my life with a woman who keeps Orbiters around. I don’t need that.” Orbiter? What is an Orbiter?

This is the Red Pill. To be continued …

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