Single......in public..
People should stick to what they do best, especially in relationships. If you cook the best, do it so you don't have to eat your partner's nasty ass food. If you clean the best, do it. You're going to have to do it anyways. So on and so forth.
I was dating a guy (I said that like it's new information), #76. He was great at dates. I like to go places with him so much so that I wanted to be his "go-to" automatic date. His response was, "Sometimes, I like to go places by myself, ya know, single guy out there in the world." Well silly me, you asshole.
Pause: That answer was totally unacceptable to me.
I pondered it though, and I decided he might be on to something. Really, I said to myself, "Two can play that game you bastard!"
Going out single as an attractive female is different than going out as a single male. Women expect the man to approach them, and the men get to choose who to talk to and how many for that matter. Women on the other hand have to deal with a barrage of men (most that they don't want to be bothered with) and weed through the potential suitors.
Still, I have to admit that single in public has it's moments.
I get all sexy and go somewhere in the middle of the day, sun shining, people passing. I go have lunch somewhere alone, and I wait. It's only a matter of time (ladies know what I'm talking about).
Pause: I realize how conceited this may sound, but the moral of the story is men are predictable. Where women go, men will follow.
I have a tendency to attract attention. I think it's the blonde curls.
I always attract the young ones first, probably because they move the fastest. I love the how they are still using Aaliyah's line, "Age ain't nothing but a number." Boy bye. Y'all better stop it.
Next, it's the old men. I get ogled, whistled at, and my personal favorite--kissy faced. Was that ok in the 70's? Totally inappropriate now. You look like a fool, stop it.
Then, if I'm not exasperated and still have some smile left in my face. Someone my age may approach.
I like attention--this activity gives me my attention fix, and possibly a first date or two (don't judge me, I said I don't discriminate).
But screw you #76! This activity is exhausting. It depletes my soul.
What the hell is wrong with having a damn date?
I was dating a guy (I said that like it's new information), #76. He was great at dates. I like to go places with him so much so that I wanted to be his "go-to" automatic date. His response was, "Sometimes, I like to go places by myself, ya know, single guy out there in the world." Well silly me, you asshole.
Pause: That answer was totally unacceptable to me.
I pondered it though, and I decided he might be on to something. Really, I said to myself, "Two can play that game you bastard!"
Going out single as an attractive female is different than going out as a single male. Women expect the man to approach them, and the men get to choose who to talk to and how many for that matter. Women on the other hand have to deal with a barrage of men (most that they don't want to be bothered with) and weed through the potential suitors.
Still, I have to admit that single in public has it's moments.
I get all sexy and go somewhere in the middle of the day, sun shining, people passing. I go have lunch somewhere alone, and I wait. It's only a matter of time (ladies know what I'm talking about).
Pause: I realize how conceited this may sound, but the moral of the story is men are predictable. Where women go, men will follow.
I have a tendency to attract attention. I think it's the blonde curls.
I always attract the young ones first, probably because they move the fastest. I love the how they are still using Aaliyah's line, "Age ain't nothing but a number." Boy bye. Y'all better stop it.
Next, it's the old men. I get ogled, whistled at, and my personal favorite--kissy faced. Was that ok in the 70's? Totally inappropriate now. You look like a fool, stop it.
Then, if I'm not exasperated and still have some smile left in my face. Someone my age may approach.
I like attention--this activity gives me my attention fix, and possibly a first date or two (don't judge me, I said I don't discriminate).
But screw you #76! This activity is exhausting. It depletes my soul.
What the hell is wrong with having a damn date?
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