Entitled modern day women. One week out numbered on a yacht in Greece.

A quick European summer yacht drama involving entitled women and an example of highly privileged position they are in today, according to yours truly.

I could be very unpopular after this post, and I pray to god none of the women I was on the boat with read this. I’m never one to steer away from a controversial opinion or the theme of this publication, which is to say the quiet parts out loud. There is a clear reason I only tell people I’m a washed-up ex-geologist who trades some options and don’t mention the writing I do for this publication.

How did this all come about? I was sitting in winter Buenos Aires, craving some sun, and received a message from an American girl I met in Brasil asking if I wanted to join a yacht trip in Greece. The trip was seven days in the Saronic Greek islands on a 54-foot brand-new mono-haul Dufour yacht, completely private, so we were able to decide the islands to visit. Sounded good!

Morning view from Aegina, Saronic Islands, Greece.

There were six girls and they wanted a man to join in. With me being one of only two men on the trip (besides the Skipper and Chef), I considered this a social experiment for myself. I received the whole run down and insights into how these women think, talk with each other, select men (according to some of them all men in the west are entitled).

A few sunset drinks on the yacht in Sifnos.

First, a quick rundown on these high achieving women, all early 30’s, on +$120,000 salary per year, strong Democrat supporters, and single (coincidence?). Although they worked hard in their professions, their views of the world, according to me, were completely backward, whether it be climate change, economics, or politics.

One girl was a Surgeon in California. Me being the curious prick, I always love to drop a “What do you think about Trump?” question in there. The reaction I received got from what is considered one of societies top and well-respected professions (the Surgeon) was nothing but pure emotion. “He’s fat, racist, disgusting, etc..”.

This is how I bonded with the other lad on the yacht, who loved the fact I asked the question without just blindly agreeing with whatever this alpha female said, like so many beta males would these days.

Do not get me wrong here, some of these girls were good-natured, smart, determined, and attractive (to some), and honestly, I wouldn't have even considered writing this post if it wasn’t for what happened the last night and a few lead-up events before that.

A few incidents deeply disappointed me and confirmed my idea of the stereotype of this type of woman. These incidents involved our (male) Skipper and (male) Chef. I’m overly in shock at how friendly and hospitable Greek people are, this is the first time I’ve left Latin America in over a year and maybe it’s a product of that. One of my favorite things about Greeks is their reaction when someone tells them they're a vegan, they literally burst out laughing. Of course, I love this, and of course, some of the girls on the yacht were vegan (democrats, California, single, etc…). The reaction from our Greek crew to their obscene dietary habits rubbed these girls up the wrong way.

Morning coffee view from Milos Island. A Volcanologists heaven is this place.

The Chef (named Kostas) was a middle-aged Greek man with a young family on his first trip with the yacht company. He travelled all the way from Crete on an overnight ferry to be at our yacht for departure in Athens. He cooked some of the most amazing Greek food I could have imagined, I’m obsessed with the sardines the Greeks prepare. They are literally a multi-vitamin of the sea.

On the first morning, Kostas didn’t wake up one of the girls for breakfast or have it ready to her specifications. A complaint email was sent imediatley to the company from one of the girls about his lack of initiative and how poorly prepared he was. I suggested to her that he just needed a little direction about what to cook (for their extreme diets), and politely told the girl there was no need for an instant complaint, instead she should just tell him what she would like and when. This was the first incident that set the theme of what was to follow later on.

To be fair, I put the blinkers on for the rest of the trip and it was great. There is probably no better place to this time of year than exploring the Greek islands in summer than on a brand new 54-foot yacht. Frequent ocean swims, exploring new islands, docking at marinas front and centre to epic restaurants, and eating exceptional food (Greek food is top 3 in the world for me), partying, etc. That was until last night’s incident which really frustrated me.

Another photo of Milos, swimming 2kms per day straight off the back of the boat around here is unreal.

Our Skipper had organised with his good friend on the island of Sifnos (highly recommend this island) to borrow a car and take us to the best view of the island for sunset and dinner, allowing us to avoid paying a stupidly expensive taxi to get there. In his goodwill, he was to make two trips to get us there.

On the second trip, which I was a part of, he accidentally drove off a little too quickly before one of the girls was in the car (as we had completely stopped traffic due to the girls taking forever to get in). Nothing happened to her, but she got in the car, slammed the door, and firmly demanded an apology. The skipper was upset she slammed the door of his friend’s car and didn’t apologise. This petty event essentially cost the Skipper all of his tips ~600 euros (the main way they earn money) as ALL the girls instantly sided with the door-slamming girl.

Of course, I opened my mouth and told the girls to recognise the huge favour the Skipper was doing for us by borrowing his friend’s car to take us. This went down like a lead balloon and basically ruined the whole vibe of the trip.

Lucky it was the last night. Not a big deal for me, I wasn’t attracted to any of them (it’s too hard for these girls to compete with Argentine girls), but I did generally enjoy the company of most of them.

When we arrived back at the Port in Athens, the skipper informed me that Kostas and maybe even himself would lose their jobs, due to the complaint email sent by one of the girls (mentioned above). Only one review is allowed per yacht and the girls all planned to leave a bad review at the office once the trip was complete.

This pissed me off so much. As well as also not receiving ~600 euros worth of tips each (which we initially set aside for them pre-trip) for the wonderful food and huge favors these guys had done for us, they were also going to lose their job!?

One of the girls had strictly told us all that she was going to write the review and that she was “looking forward” to writing a bad review. So, after talking with the only other lad on the trip (South African, also a trader and rational thinking) we made a plan, he would distract them, while I snuck off the yacht and ran to company’s main office at the port, to write the one and only review.

The review I wrote paid huge compliments to both the skipper and Kostas. Turns out it was a good moral move, as you can see in the below message to me from the South African lad.

WhatsApp messages I received from the other lad on the trip. This was directly after sneaking off the yacht and writing the review before the girls could.

This trip confirmed my idea of the stereotype of this type of modern-day liberal woman. Absolutely oblivious to the hard work of others, in a positions of power, alpha-like, always correct and won’t tollerate a man standing up to them. The skipper and Kostas went out of their way many times to make our trip memorable and it’s sad that only two of us (both lads) we the only ones to recognised and appreciate this.

It’s a brutal profession our Greek crew are working in (yacht charters), especially when having to deal with these kinds of woman. I’m happy I had the chance to write the only review which turned out to save one man with a young family from losing his job.

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Jordan.