Here's a handy chart demonstrating this female proclivity to endlessly take stock of your alpha cred should make things clear.

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Plotted: the Number and Intensity of Female Shit Tests for The Average Man.

First few minutes.

Rapid fire shit tests designed to weed out betas.

First few dates.

One or two shit tests per date, less crass, more subtle.

Post-sex.

Possible “I didn’t cum” shit test. Ignore it.

First few weeks.

Shit tests become less obnoxious, more defensive: “Are you always this late?”

First few months.

Non-verbal shit tests increase in frequency; she waits for you to call instead of picking up the phone herself.

Six months later.

Endearing love and romance shit tests begin to flare up: “You hardly ever give me flowers.” “Do you love me?”

One year in.

Provider shit tests in full swing. “Why don’t you buy yourself a bigger place?” “You never tell me what you do at work.”

Two years in.

“Life purpose”, marriage, and infidelity shit tests. “Where are we going with this?” “Bob just popped the question to Sarah. Aren’t you happy for them?” “Are you cheating on me?”

Thirty years in.

Regret and death shit tests: “The kids are gone. I’m not in love anymore.” “Would you wipe my spotted ass when I’m an invalid?”

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If you aren’t a natural at deflecting shit tests of all varieties, then you must teach yourself.

For those men not blessed with the quickness of mind and aloofness of temperament to handle shit tests like a champ, a system must be devised. I’ve found one.

I call it the Agree and Amplify anti-shit test counterinsurgency.