Wednesday 17 April 2013

Let's talk about dating baby. Let's talk about you and me


Finance guy summed-up what I’ve been thinking lately: why is it is so easy for most people? You meet, fall in love, get married and have kids. Done! Romantic comedy stuff. But why is it so hard for others? He was so sincere I’m willing to forget some of the more ridiculous things he said that night. Word to the wise, never lead off a bbm convo at 3am with: “where’s the love. Can I come over”. I digress.

The game has changed. Girls are confused. Seemingly harmless words such as “date”, “like” and “exclusive” panic normal well-adjusted men. We never know where we stand. The lines are so blurry they pretty much don’t exist. Shit, it’s just a steak dinner, not an offer to father our children. Calm the eff down. When did “expectations” become a bad word that strikes fear into the hearts of men?

You have a better chance of finding Gucci heels on sale (If you do, please let me know where), than getting a boy to take you on a date, or ADMIT it is a date for that matter. That would create “expectations” *boy shudder*. (FYI if you are paying for the movie and we are sharing a desert it is a date). So here’s the problem that starts and ends with a bottle or two of wine: how do you get to know someone if you actually don’t do “stuff” together like say eating, a sport, an activity? (FYI a 2 hour convo at a party does not count as a date, and no I am not going home with you. You're a stranger buddy).

So I asked a man what he actually thought about this whole dating thing. Let’s keep an open mind here. I’ll call it man musings:

“The effort you get is the effort you command,” says my man source. Know your worth and don’t settle for less than you deserve. I’m not talking lavish gifts here, but respect, equality; generally caring about our well-being would be nice.

We have to try and let go of our shitty past relationships and all of the mind-effing that’s got us on edge. Boyfriend bonfire that baggage. As much as we like to say it, not ALL men are alike. Some are nice. I’ve met one I swear. Or was that a movie? Whatever. Anything is possible. My man source says men feel like they spend a ton on dinner and only get a kiss because she has not moved past the last guy who likely screwed her over (I added that last part). So men become a little less keen on dates. Hard to tell when women will actually appreciate the gesture.

Finally, man source says some women seem to want a boyfriend just to have a boyfriend. Cuz well, all their friends do. Men are concerned that women just want to change them. Women want “trainable men”. A boyfriend is not like a job, like a pet. A boyfriend is not malleable he says. Okay, we’ve all been guilty of this at some point. We think he is “almost” our perfect guy if only he loved dancing, cooking for me and dressed better. As much as we want men to accept us for ourselves lets do them the same favour. Besides aren’t relationships supposed to be about comprise? He can’t cook but he does the dishes, shirtless lets say. Doesn’t sound bad to me.

Monday 25 February 2013

I swear they "seem" normal

Week 1: 1st date attempt – cocky guy

So boy suggests an 8pm Tuesday date. Sounds good.
Date day. Late afternoon I finally have the chance to put down my work bb and check my personal bb. Many many new messages greet me.
Boy text #1: “hey so u said 5-5:30 might be better for u. If I’m running a bit late I’ll let u know.”
Hmmmmm no. As “I” never said that I’m going assume that he is confusing me with another girl. Two dates in the same night. Well that’s ambitious.
Two hours later he “attempts” to back pedal: “for some reason I think one of ur messages is missing from my phone”.  Well that’s convenient. And highly unlikely. This is then followed by a series of 6 texts over the next 30 minutes.
Boy text point finale: “if I don’t hear back from u soon I’ll assume we’re not going out.”  An ultimatum. Just what every girl wants to hear 3 days after meeting someone. For the record it is Tuesday. I am at work. Working. I don’t always have the time to check my personal bb. Reasonable non? No date.

Week 2: 1st date attempt – clingy guy

This text 4 days after meeting sets the stage: “wow no text for me do I have to text u first everyday”. I understand. I mean, we have known each other for 4 days. We’ve never had a date. Never had a real convo. Shit is getting serious. Obviously I’ve neglected our blossoming relationship. And puhleeez stop asking me for pics. Frankly it’s creeping me out thinking what you are doing with them. A few days later: “I will not continue to text u if really want to get to know me u will start texting me or call me”. Huh. Fair. No date.

So two ultimatums in two weeks. From virtual strangers. Is it me? Am I emotionally unavailable? So here’s the dilemma. If a girl texts too much, she’s needy and men run for the hills real fast. If a girl doesn’t text enough, she’s not interested and doesn’t care. Huh.

Sunday 6 January 2013

Don't call me maybe at 3am

First some context. So I have this ex. We broke-up when he moved to further his career. As he is a recurring character, lets call him Finance Guy. Inevitably, he comes home once a month to see his family and friends. Long story short. I have attempted over many years, not months, YEARS, to get him to understand that booty calling me at 2:30am every month a) doesn’t constitute a “visit”, b) is not a relationship and c) really pisses me off. See me during normal people hours and then maybe, just maybe, I will want to see you at 2am buddy. Seriously, this is not a difficult concept. What he has yet to grasp is the longer the booty calls continue the more resolved I grow not to see him. I’m not the type to be worn down. Anyways. What follows is an approximate transcript of one of our recent bbm convos. You’ll get the drift. He did not. Again. Years. Like years I tell you.

Boy 2:25am: are u out?
Girl 2:26am: no, not tonight
2:27: i wanna see u
        come get me
2:28: we’ve talked about this.
2:29: i wanna see u
        come get me
(sigh obviously drunk. It’s like the groundhog day of booty calls. This is usually the point when I get annoyed. He’s kinda bossy no? I WAS sleeping quite nicely. Thank you)
2:30: come get me
         call me
         c'mon u know i love uu
         come get me
         call me
(so this is new. Pulling out the big guns. Damn him. I start to soften). I call him. No answer. Probably because he is sending me another message. I leave a vm.
2:32: come get me
         I love u
2:34: call me
        I love u
2:35: call me
On and on until I eventually fall asleep. He never did call. This will be an interesting convo when he sobers up tomorrow. Seems he is very interested in a loving relationship between the hours of 2 and 5am only. Until next visit Finance Guy.