Our bluepilled Norman wants to enter the dating world, knowing that despite being 5'4" and balding, his sense of humor and a nice personality developed based on his feminist theory studies will make him a catch.

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Norman's bluepilled beliefs get challenged. At a bar, Norman notices a woman drinking by herself. He checks his hair, proud of his brand-new $80 haircut, as good haircut is what makes a man attractive, not facial bones. Norman is not one of those incels who think women have sex on the first date. That doesn't happen in real life.

Some guy, much taller than Norman, shoulders wide and jaw huge, approaches them. "I'm Chad", he says. She is very responsive to him and forgets about Norman. Chad asks her whether she wants to come to his home. She agrees, following Chad like a puppy. Normas is left with a mouth wide open. He can't believe what just happened.

On his walk home, a group of young drunk women let out an audible "Eeew!" in his direction. Norman starts raging inside. He's straining his brain and performing mental gymnastics to justify all that happened tonight. There has to be a bluepilled explanation. In the end, he concludes that he just wasn't confident enough. Looks have nothing to do with attraction after all. He is sure that the right one waits for a good guy like him somewhere out there.