I really hope this doesnt get buried, but I realized I'm an asshole when I saw how terrible my friends and I are to women ((Clarification: mainly me, but my friends aren't angels either.))
I always knew that some of my actions were in the "moral grey area" at best, but it didn't dawn on me that I was an asshole until earlier this year. I'm around 6'1, I go to a good college and I'm in a top tier Fraternity at my school ((Relevant because my ego is through the roof, which definitely adds to the asshole-ness)). That being said, allow me to tell The story of the "The Happy Meal Girl"
I was at a party at a neighboring university and I had already gotten laid by a solid 8/10 that night. The girl was passed out so I left the room we fucked in to go party some more ((I had railed a couple lines of addy so I wasn't falling asleep anytime soon)). Once I got downstairs, I grabbed another beer from the keg, when I see this fat girl across the room. This girl gave me the "Happy Meal" eyes and almost instantly started to waddle over to me.
Now, trying to at least "seem" like a nice guy, I turned the opposite direction and went outside for a smoke to avoid shutting this girl the fuck down. However, as soon as I went back inside and sat on the couch, happy meal girl thinks it would be a good idea to sit on my lap....It wasn't. Happy meal girl proceeds to tell me about how much she wants to hook up with me and how she could "Eat me up", I shit you not. While she is talking I am texting a couple of my ((Frat)) brothers who are at the same party in a group chat. In these text we are ripping this girl, making fun of her, calling her happy meal girl, etc. etc.
Meanwhile, I keep telling this girl no, over and over again, until finally she asks if we can just go upstairs where no one can see. Reluctantly I agree, and I decide I'll just let her give me a BJ and I wont have sex with her, I wont tell anybody and no one will ever know. So a BJ ensues and when she moves on me to have sex I pull up my pants and tell her I have to drive home ((NOTE: I am 7-9 beers deep at this point.)) She insists on going back to my house with me, I keep saying no.
I text my roomate at the party about what I plan on doing and he responds by texting back saying he doesn't like me driving drunk but that girl is fucking ugly so he'll allow it and to text him when I get back home. I agree. I drive home. I make it home safe. I text him in the group chat (that we have been making fun of the Happy Meal Girl in)) That I'm home and I'm crashing. Bad Move.
Roomate is passed out, and Happy Meal Girl has his phone. She read every. single. one. of the 100+ group texts where we made fun of her. And these aren't just mean texts, these texts are WAY over the line; going as far as saying her thighs could feed Ethiopia, wondering if she is even the same species or some part whale-hybrid, etc.. Happy Meal Girl is no longer Happy.
She proceeds to call me no less than 30 times from my roomate's phone. Each time she leaves a detailed voicemail about how much of a shithead I am, and how I don't know who I'm fucking with ((MFW)). She posts snapchats of my roomate passed out, where she calls me a douchebag even more. And then, for whatever reason, she texts my whole groupchat with my Frat brothers ((bad move on her part)) calling us out. The showdown becomes Happy Meal Girl vs. Team of Assholes. My fraternity brothers proceed to rip her even more, and she eventually stops responding. I find out later she cried.
While all of the last paragraph was taking place, I left my phone in the kitchen and went to sleep because honestly I could give a fuck if this girl thinks I'm a dick.
/endrant.
tl;dr Fucked a babe, then got blown by a fatty, fatty finds out how much shit we talked about her, fatty tries to call me (us) out, fatty cries, i could care less.