Many guys in San Francisco have a rule – they won’t date anyone who lives outside of SF or its immediate surroundings. In some ways it makes sense, as these guys try to avoid dealing with the convenience of driving for an hour or more to see someone after a long day at work or during the little free time they have on weekends. However, they have no idea that by excluding the women who live outside SF, they are actually excluding the better women and settling for the other often inferior kind.
When you limit yourself to dating women who live in SF, you settle for a group of females, many of whom, if not most of whom, are seriously lacking in the femininity department, which automatically turns them into substandard potential dating partners. By refusing to even consider meeting women in the East Bay and South Bay, you are settling for meeting women who are either:
(1) FiDi recruiting/marketing start-up slaves who are obsessed with getting the corner office, deluding themselves into believing that their dreams to “make it” in the city are so cool that they are worth sacrificing whatever it takes to get there. Some of them are tall and hot. Some of them just think they are hot. Most of them look the same and they have the same room-temperature energy. Just hop on Bus 1 or Bus 30 during the rush hour to get a taste. Unless you want to date a woman who is going to run her mouth about how accomplished she is and how she can barely fit you into her schedule, she is not going to be your cup of tea.
I am tempted to make a separate category for the Marina girls, but they are just a subset in this group. Let’s just call them junior Fidi slaves for the sake of the argument.
The same applies to Dolores / Mission / Noe Valley. Dressing down and not combing their hair doesn’t hide their fundamentally douchy nature, and if you look closely, you will notice that the guys there are the same FiDi cocksuckers and tech-slaves that you see in the FiDi. And the women are the same bitchy princesses that crawl in and out of their Montgomery cubicles every day, before ending up in the same stuffy, crammed yoga studios and are getting drunk in trashy sports bars way more often than they should.
(2) The opposite kind – the underdressed, unwashed looking, bike riding vegan rebels, who are just as bitchy and bipolar as the first kind, even though they might not be as stressed out by their pointless, corporate jobs;
(3) The “normal” girls. This is a small group of women who mostly live in the inner Richmond / Inner sunset / Nob Hill areas. Half of them are lesbians, and the other half might be your suitable dating partners of decent quality.
As you see, your pool of women worth dating in SF is quite limited.
However, once you realize that it’s worth driving for thirty minutes to one hour to expand your geographical reach, you will open yourself to the possibility of meeting so many women who are both more physically attractive, more feminine and more normal. As much bad rap as Palo Alto and San Jose get for being full of ghettos and for having a really bad male/female ratio, many women who live there have so much more to offer. And while Oakland / Berkeley has its own share of lesbians and feminists, they still have plenty of women who are seem to be so much warmer and down to earth than their Westerly neighbors. They don’t have the “I live in SF” chip on their shoulder. Their voices and their demeanor are much softer. Many of them still believe in traditional values, and they life’s mission something other than trying to their penis is as long as yours. And last and certainly not least – on average they are so much more physically attractive .
Don’t sell yourself short. Do yourself a favor and drive out of this feminatzi camp. It might be well worth your effort. When it comes to women to date – the “bridge and tunnel” crowd might be the best kept secret in town.