You Can't Trust Modern Day Chicks
By D. Masters

For the love of God can someone please explain what kind of a world we live in? Hasn't this planet just gone nuts in only the last 20 years? 

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Most women can agree that chivalry is long gone from the male gender. Yes, I couldn't agree more, chivalry is dead and women killed it. 

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It all started back in 2011 when I met this young Asian girl, let's call her Kellie. We hooked up on this dating website and seemed to hit it off rather quickly. She did the usual checks and interrogating questions which lasted for about a week. But I am a man who wants to talk in person, so naturally I waited it out. 

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I wasn't on the website for casual flings, but rather to actually meet someone and try and have a proper relationship in my life. This girl seemed to fit the bill at the time and I really liked talking to her. 

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We decided to meet in person one night, and just go for a nice walk and chat. She was nice, good looking and easy to talk to. She ticked all the right "boxes", but as they say: the night was young". 

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We made out and had sex that first night and were officially a "couple". We went out a lot for dinners and walks, and dancing, and we even went overseas, all on my expense. She owned a beauty salon were she rented a small space from a nail salon, so she had a bit of cash and was easily able to support herself. She lived with her parents and was an only child. I worked in sales and marketing and had cash in the bank. 

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I really liked Kellie a lot, but I did have a past. I had kids from a previous relationship that didn't work out. I told her about my ex and my kids from day one, but it never seemed like it even phased her, she never brought them up, and every time I mentioned them throughout our first year together, she quickly changed the subject. I saw my kids every week alone, she never met them, nor in hindsight, wanted to meet them, which was fine by me. 

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Kellie would always talk about people who she worked with in the salon, particularly her regular customers, all women. These women would talk about their lives constantly and Kellie became taken by them after a period of time, meaning that she bought into all of their bullshit. 

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Two women in particular were 40+ year old flings who would spend most of their time glamming themselves up and going out on the single's scene in Sydney picking up young men to have sex with each week. But they had to keep themselves looking good in order to continue to pick up these young men, hence the weekly visits to the salon. Kellie would tell me everything about these women, especially the dramas in their lives. These two fling women also had a notorious reputation of taking out apprehended violence orders (AVO's) against many of the men they had been with. It was just their thing. They would date a guy, and then break up, and then take out the AVO against them, almost like clockwork. It never really bothered me, in fact I thought that it was entertaining. Little did I know that these women would be influencing Kellie in almost all decisions they would be making. 

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The one thing I didn't like about Kellie was that she would always talk about me to her friends and family, telling them absolutely everything about me. Where I work, what I do for a living, how many kids I have, the places I go, the food I eat, everything. It was like she was my biographer to the world. I am a private guy, and I hate being broadcasted to the world. 

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Kellie never really lived with me officially, but she would always be at my apartment in the Sydney CBD, and she left most of her clothes there, so she may as well have just moved in because that's what it felt like. She wanted to do the grocery shopping for the apartment for me each week, so I have gave her one of my debit cards to use so she would not have to take money from her own pocket. 

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After about a year of this, including travelling overseas to Europe, USA and Asia, I started to notice strange behaviour from her. The first sign was on a Sunday morning when I woke up. I sometimes stay up late on Saturdays working on my laptop doing up proposals for clients, and this Saturday was no different. I went to bed at around 3am and was exhausted. Kellie was already asleep when I got to bed. I knew I didn't have much to do the following day so I wanted to sleep in. 

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The next morning I awoke unwillingly to the sounds of voices, chuckles and loud laughter and conversation. It was only a one bedroom apartment but it was small enough to have sounds echoing all around when people spoke loudly. I had one main rule in the apartment, apart from the usual rules of keeping it clean etc, I also never wanted people to randomly come over without me knowing about it. This included friends and family. I like to know who comes in and out of my apartment and I want to be awake and sober when I am entertaining. 

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When I got out of the bed and walked into the living room, there was Kellie and her mother having a good old chuckle as loud as they could. They were sitting right next to each other but they were speaking so loudly. I walked out half dressed and with my hair all over the place. It was embarrassing. I didn't know where to put myself, I was furious. 

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I played along and smiled, but Kellie knew I couldn't hide my anger. I bit my lip until her mother left. I asked Kellie why she invited her mother around without telling me. She didn't really think it was a problem but I had already told her so many times prior to this, but my words went in one ear and out the other. She did this a lot in our general lives, but it never trickled into my home until now. As I looked back at all these incidents, they only seemed to be getting worse. 

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I started to think back more and more, and I remembered the first time I brought her around to my apartment, we had sex. Immediately after, I went to the bathroom to clean up, and when I returned to the room I noticed that she had jumped from looking into my side drawer back to the bed. It was all done in a quick flash. I shrugged it off and thought nothing of it, but in the end looking back I could now see that she could not be trusted around my personal items. 

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I was due to meet my kids that Sunday night, so I told Kellie I would take her home to her parents house in Cabramatta, which was about an hours drive. She wasn't happy with this, but she went nonetheless. It was my daughter's birthday and I decided to take her out to the city to a nice restaurant. Due to time restraints, I asked my ex to pick up the kids when we were done, and she did just this. She met with me outside the restaurant in the city to collect the kids, the time was around 8pm. I gave my kids a kiss goodbye and closed the door as I bid them farewell. 

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The next day after work I was due to go and pick up Kellie as we had a dinner date that night. When I arrived at her house after driving an hour, she was acting really strange. The entire time in the car she was giving standardised formal answer to all my questions, and I knew that I had done something to make her unhappy. 

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We went to a Restaurant at the Rocks, which cost me a fortune, fine dining ain't cheap! She continued to give me these bland responses in my conversation with her and it made me just not want to converse with her anymore. 

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She stayed quiet the entire way back home, until I pulled into her driveway. She told me that she was really upset with me. Naturally I asked why. She told me, not asked me, but told me, that I was with another girl on a date the night before. Apparently I was wining her and dining her before walking her to her car and bidding her farewell. Naturally she was talking about my ex. My ex is a good looking woman indeed, so I can see why she was taken back from this incident, even through she got it entirely wrong. 

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I started to ponder where she got this information from. I knew it couldn't have been her because I had just taken her back to her house not long prior to taking my kids to the restaurant, which was over an hour away. Kellie then told me that her friend from her salon saw me in the street outside the restaurant, but naturally that idiot must have been bored as she had to put a spin on the tale but taking out the kids and adding a romantic fling with my ex in there. 

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Kellie instantly believed this and was insisting that I admit to the stupid story that was made up by this moronic friend of hers. Of course I denied it and tried to explain the best I could, but Kellie was refusing to listen. I told her to get out of the car and I was leaving. That was it for me, I just couldn't take it anymore, enough was enough. I just had to get her out of the car so I could go home and organise her stuff to be returned to her in a timely manner. From that point on a nightmare was about to unfold. 

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I returned home, kicked my shoes off and just sat on my recliner and began to reminisce. I thought about what life would be like if I were to get back with my ex, as she was also single, and it would be beneficial for my kids as well. We could never get along, and we always fought, but people tend to change over time and we had been apart for years, so maybe this time would be different. And would she even accept me back? 

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I waited for about a week, didn't even bother calling Kellie and then waited another week, then another. A barrage of calls flocked my phone with Kellie's number pasted all over it. I eventually picked up, as the phone messages went from nasty and irate, to sensitive and caring, and then eventually she was over it all and decided to let go, well, so I thought. 

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I moved back in with my ex and began a new chapter with my children as we reconciled our differences and secured a proper home together. I was completely over women, period, I went on this path of pure hatred for women after my experience with Kellie and her friends, as well as other women I had been with. I started to see a clean pattern. All of them needed someone to be with. Many of them had standards, but many of them didn't. All they cared about was looking after their own interests, such as financial. This is one of the main reasons why you see these chicks walking the streets with butt ugly guys. As long as they can maintain some sort of lifestyle then most of them are happy with this, regardless of how the men they are with look. This was my way of thinking. And Kellie was no different. 

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Months passed and I was all lined up to get this new job with a Scandinavian company in the IT sector. It was going to be the best job ever, working closely with gamers and programmers in the gaming industry and I would be travelling the world to lead a sales and marketing team. I had previously flown to Taipei to meet with this company. They put me through all of the hoops and tested my knowledge extensively on managing teams and sales etc. The time was nigh, and it was my time. 

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I knew a few people who knew Kellie, and they would always tell me that she would be out and about dating guys trying to get over the breakup, Funny thing how these women can manipulate men whenever they want to, whilst these dumb male just fall for anything just in order to get an opportunity to have sex. 

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The strategy was nothing new in the form of female manipulation. She would organise three dates for the day in order of the man she likes the least to the most, out of the three. The first date would pick her up at her house for breakfast or brunch. He would naturally driver her where she wanted to go and pay for anything she wanted. He would then drop her off at some cafe to meet one of her "friends", before heading off himself. Little does he know that her "friend" is the second date of the day who is taking her for lunch. A slightly better looking and more affluent male, Again, he would pay for everything, take her around shopping, but in the end he would receive a make-out session from Kellie as a means of "payment" for his time and resources. 

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From here, Kellie would be taken home in the late afternoon to get herself ready for the real date of the day. The third male would be the one whom she likes the most, the most charismatic, the better looking of the three, the wealthiest, and the one whom she would actually want to sleep with. Again, he would pick her up from her house, now freshly showered, and looking her best, to then be taken out wined and dined, before returning home for payment. 

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When they were done, he would leave to go home and she would retire for the night, awake the following day and discuss her escapades with her salon buddies and start the cycle all over again the following weekend. 

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Months passed and I had not heard from her, which was great. My recent ex, turn current partner were getting along just fine, as too were my children. I had a trip planned to Canberra for three days for a work meeting. When I was there, my phone consistently rang off the hook. By the time my meeting was over I checked my phone and saw more than 50 missed calls. I thought someone had died. I saw a multitude of calls from my sister, brother, mother and of course, my current partner. 

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I decided to call my sister first as she would be upfront about what had happened and be the least bitchy about anything. She told me that there was a profile on facebook about me being some sort of a player and all of the photographs posted on this site was of me, my ex, people I worked with, and my children, and some photos of children that were not mine. 

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I logged on to take a look and low and behold, there they all were. About 40 photos, each with comments such as "another fling awaits", "this is his new f-buddy" which were pictures of my female work colleagues, plus many of my children. 

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This facebook profile also had links to everyone I know, because naturally they would see my name and add me as a friend when I sent them a request, even though it wasn't me sending the request, which meant they would all have access to these photos and comments. One of the added friends was my new boss from Scandinavia. I contacted facebook to have the profile removed, and then I called the police to report the incident, and naturally they did jack shit about it. They took a general report and that was about all they did, telling me to brush it all off and just cancel the facebook profile. Useless! 

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After about three days facebook finally took down the page, knowing that it was a catfish, but the damage was done. I received a phone call from the Scandinavian company requesting a meeting, and I knew exactly what they were going to say: "we are sorry but we cannot offer you the job". They were pretty cool about it, they knew that I was setup, however they could not have the face of the company having these issues on social media, and that was that. A really good job down the drain. 

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I had to face my partner who just was not happy. No one was happy. She ended up leaving me out of trust issues and also the fact that I allowed this psycho nut to exploit my children. She kicked me out and I had not choice but to look for another apartment for myself. It was hard on the kids. 

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Months passed and I had lost quite a lot in life. I almost went bankrupt because I was essentially unemployable by local standards. I took up a job at a printing company cutting prints at night. It paid ok and was enough to cover my apartment rent and the mere basics of food and utilities. 

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I eventually got back on the band wagon and landed a sales job selling dental supplies. I met this really nice looking older lady at a dental practice and we started seeing each other. We talked a lot and one night we decided to take a drive to a local mountain range to spend time together. We were walking and talking, and we went back to my car and just kissed a bit. Low and behold, came the ever so reliable NSW police forces, always in the right places at the wrong times. They knocked on my window and asked for my licence, which I produced. When the checks were done I was asked to step out of the vehicle and place my hands on top of the hood. After being felt up, handcuffed and questioned, I was asked why I failed to appear in court some months back. Naturally I had no idea what they were talking about, which of course they didn't believe, in court for what exactly? Apparently Kellie had taken an AVO out against me and apparently I was served papers which apparently indicated I had to show up to court, which apparently I didn't because I knew nothing about it, and here I was now under arrest for failing to appear in court. There went my new girlfriend. 

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They took me away to the Hornsby police station, didn't even question me, stripped searched me, locked me in a cell for a night, and released me on a bond the following morning. Life was just getting better until this shit dragged me back into another mess. 

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Not lying over playing dead in defeat, I decided to hit this one head on. I was given a court date and I did nothing but work and study for the next two months waiting for the court date.

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The first court appearance is called a "Mention" where you state if you are guilty or not guilty, but you are not given a specific time for your actual mention, only that you need to turn up at 930am in the morning and between 930am and 430pm your name will be called, so you have to wait there until that time, which, in my case took the entire day. I was dead last to be called. 

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Going last is a pain in the arse, but it gave me an insight to what was to come, as I saw nothing but males get called up to the stand to state if they were pleading guilty or not guilty. All 26 of them apart from one pleaded what is known as Section 10, which means you are pleading guilty but not making admission to the actual offence (makes no sense whatsoever, but ok!). Each one of those men indicated that they were only pleading guilty under Section 10 because they want nothing more to do with the matter and would rather have an AVO against them for 2 years than to go through any more garbage with these women. 

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How can a person take out an AVO against another person? How easy is it? And who are the main types of people who take out AVO's? Well the main types are women against men. Anyone can take out an AVO against anyone else in this country almost without evidence or reason. 

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Kellie Lau listened to her stupid-brain dead friends, walked into Cabramatta police station like a damsel in distress and started to make up some sob story about me threatening her. Now any male who has had his fair share of women knows exactly what I am talking about. It doesn't take much for some chick to make up a sob story and put a ridiculous exaggerated spin on it. Men also know that once they are out of a toxic relationship, they will do anything to stay out of that relationship, at any cost. This is why alot of men cut all of their losses and even give up their houses just to get away from that ex they despise so much. 

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I often find it hilarious how men go through almost anything, and I mean anything to first be with a woman. They will spend any amount of money, cross any boarder and put up with anything just to be with her. But after a period of time when it all doesn't work out, they will do just about anything such as sell their home and hand over all their cash just to get out of the damn thing. 

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What could I possibly gain by threatening this woman? More headaches perhaps? I said nothing to her and yet she could take out an AVO against me and have me arrested. Its all wrong, and women have now learned how to exploit this matter due to many overmarketed campaigns for violence against women. 

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Lucky for me, my court case hearing was smack bang in the middle of Violence Against Women Week. I had already pleaded not guilty, in fact I was the only male in that courtroom on the date of the mention who made a plea of not guilty and did not take the Section 10. Now I was in the hearing and the matter was about to be called. Suddenly, as I was sitting down, a dumbfounded dopey police officer handed me a pile of paperwork telling me that this was the evidence against me in my case. Hang on a second, shouldn't that be given to me weeks earlier so I can have time to review it and seek legal counsel if need be? I could see Kellie sitting near the top of the courtroom with another police officer playing her part as the victim. 

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As I sifted through the "evidence" against me I saw nothing but pictures of me taken from the internet. Ridiculous. They had nothing on me and they knew it. I had a sneaking suspicion that somehow Kellie may have flirted with the officer in charge when he took her fabricated statement at the station initially. Once I read her statement I could tell that everything was made up as police statements are literally written word for word, and I could sense the hesitation throughout her statement with "uh", and "Ah" all over the thing. Then I came to a section of the statement which indicated that she wanted to retract the AVO altogether. I showed this to the judge, but unbelievably in NSW even if the plaintiff retracts an accusation, particularly with an AVO, then the police who represent this person can still continue the case if they choose to, and on this occasion, maybe due to it being Violence Against Women's Week, they choice to continue the case. 

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I opted to have the matter set aside, as the judge was not happy with the police officers incompetency to not deliver the evidence to me sooner. Nonetheless I asked for more time to go over the bullshit evidence they had on me. I was given another month from the date in question. 

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A month passed and when I appeared for the second hearing, I could not see Kellie. Not even the police could find her. They told the judge that they even knocked on her door and there was no answer. The judge had no choice but to grant my request to have the matter set aside, which basically means I wont my case. I asked the judge what was going to happen to Kellie given that she had not turned up, as I had to go to jail for not turning up to court when I didn't even realise there was any matter against me. The judge just let everything go. No punishment for Kellie or the police for wasting tax payers money. 

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The moral of this story is that many of these type of women like Kellie exist in this world, and the police in Australia are completely hopeless when it comes to fighting on the side of righteousness instead of stupidity. 

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Modern women are like this, and its getting worse for men, especially men who are pushing or in their forties dating younger women. Don't let them know anything about you. Don't let them snoop around your apartment or home. Don't tell them about your family or ex girlfriends. Give them zero ammunition to use against you if things don't work out. 

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As for Kellie, I am more than certain that she is still flinging men around as usual, and there is no room for any change in her mind, nor has any real punishment been set for her actions for wasting the court's time and tax payers money. The police don't care either. 

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What kind of a man these days is going to perform chivalry towards a women? Its now wonder women are turning out the way they are in the 21st Century. 

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23rd November, 2022