Comment on learsshadow
This was originally a comment I was going to make on one of learsshadow's posts, but as it became longer than the post it was commenting on, I though it would be more appropriate to put it elsewhere. Learsshadow, in one brief paragraph in a rather helter-skelter post, mentioned his superhuman ability to befriend women, and inability to date them. This bothers me quite a lot, as, if I were female, I'd bond to learsshadow like chlorine to francium, and the fact that such an eligible gentleman is still single is a damning indictment of the entire female sex.
So, ladies, before you whine to me about your next guy problem, be so kind as to read the following post, addressed to learsshadow.
I also seem to have the ability to effortlessly befriend anything female. Unfortunately, once they have you pegged as a "friend", girls seem to strike you name from the list of date-able guys, which makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. But I've long since stopped expecting anything vaguely resembling rational behavior from the fairer sex.
If it's any condolence (which I imagine it's not), I think the "acting like a friend towards girls" thing is called being a chivalrous, considerate, and otherwise decent fellow. Alas, girls seem to be attracted to scoundrels, which means we decent types have the triple agony of:
a) Having lots of female friends, yet:
b) A horrible love life, and
c) Having to listen to hours of female complaints about how there are no decent, date-able guys in the world.
And people wonder why I'm bitter and cynical about matters romantic. What does it take? Do I have to wear a giant neon sign proclaiming that I'm single, male, straight, chivalrous, decent, reasonably kind, funny, good-natured, loyal, don't play mind games, and not just looking for free sex? Someday, my dear friend, we will be pushing middle age, and we will still have single female friends, who will complain that there are no decent guys in the world. By that time, I, for one, will have had all sympathy, kindness, and every shred of fellow-feeling beaten out of me by the gross injustices of female behavior, and will have no problem slapping the poor woman, hard, and shouting "Now look here, the reason there are no decent men left is that YOU DON'T WANT THEM! All the decent men have grown tired of watching the bastards of the world get all the action, and since men are not stupid, the good men change their ways, and become jerks. IT'S YOUR FAULT, !"
But, fortunately, I am not there yet, and still naively hope that, somewhere in this world, there is an eligible girl whose head has a handle on her hormones.
I realize that my comment is now longer than your post, and kind of flies off tangent to a single comment within said post, but this needed to be said. Thanks.
So, ladies, before you whine to me about your next guy problem, be so kind as to read the following post, addressed to learsshadow.
I also seem to have the ability to effortlessly befriend anything female. Unfortunately, once they have you pegged as a "friend", girls seem to strike you name from the list of date-able guys, which makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. But I've long since stopped expecting anything vaguely resembling rational behavior from the fairer sex.
If it's any condolence (which I imagine it's not), I think the "acting like a friend towards girls" thing is called being a chivalrous, considerate, and otherwise decent fellow. Alas, girls seem to be attracted to scoundrels, which means we decent types have the triple agony of:
a) Having lots of female friends, yet:
b) A horrible love life, and
c) Having to listen to hours of female complaints about how there are no decent, date-able guys in the world.
And people wonder why I'm bitter and cynical about matters romantic. What does it take? Do I have to wear a giant neon sign proclaiming that I'm single, male, straight, chivalrous, decent, reasonably kind, funny, good-natured, loyal, don't play mind games, and not just looking for free sex? Someday, my dear friend, we will be pushing middle age, and we will still have single female friends, who will complain that there are no decent guys in the world. By that time, I, for one, will have had all sympathy, kindness, and every shred of fellow-feeling beaten out of me by the gross injustices of female behavior, and will have no problem slapping the poor woman, hard, and shouting "Now look here, the reason there are no decent men left is that YOU DON'T WANT THEM! All the decent men have grown tired of watching the bastards of the world get all the action, and since men are not stupid, the good men change their ways, and become jerks. IT'S YOUR FAULT, !"
But, fortunately, I am not there yet, and still naively hope that, somewhere in this world, there is an eligible girl whose head has a handle on her hormones.
I realize that my comment is now longer than your post, and kind of flies off tangent to a single comment within said post, but this needed to be said. Thanks.