The problem with harboring the notion that such a type actually likes me, and that their horribleness towards me indicates this attraction to me somehow; I'm always left questioning whether such a type ever really liked me at all. I mean, I still wonder about women from the 1980's who seemed to possess these traits. Looking back, I still wonder about such women from that era to this day. Again, just another unavailable type. Especially if they are spoken for at the time I wonder these things about them- whether their snotty behavior towards me indicates a deeply secret but intense attraction towards me.
Trying to come off as a good guy about such women in my world and subsequently trying to "work things out" just sets me up for a big put down, almost every time. That's why I still wonder decades later about such types, because the overall experiences, from beginning, to middle, to end, can turn out so badly. Just another unavailable type.
I know that I can interact with such women in ways that many women out there like, but these women who like the way I handle such difficulties should keep in mind that my priority with such women remains intelligent decision making. In other words, intelligent decision making, whether it meets with the women in my world's approval or not, remains my priority. Don't get me wrong, I think my ability to make intelligent decisions about such women these days helps me to like many, many, more women the way they really are- much more these days than in years past. But sometimes intelligent decision making about such difficult women and the difficult situations I can find myself in with them does NOT allow for the acceptance and approval of a wide swath of women in my world.