Maybe this is my second time on Earth
Once again I seem to be out of touch with the younger generation and people my age.
I'm in love with an era of high heels, dresses, skirts, men in tuxes, and dances for dance sake. A time when men pulled out chairs for women and stood when they went to the rest room. A time when a door would open just because it was the decent thing to do. A time when a man would buy a lady a drink or put his jacket around her when she was cold.
So, I can't say that I understand my generation. Where men hide in corners because of the fear of rejection. Where men can call a woman a slut, bitch, or whore as if it were nothing and then say "just joking." A time where people both under and over twenty-one think drink until you black out is one of the most fun things to do on the weekend.
While I'll admit I like to drink from time to time I've never blacked out, thrown up, or had to have some one help me on my way home. Not once in my entire life. I fail to understand where the "fun" is there. What's so fun about not remembering what you did the night before? What's so fun about having your blouse unbuttoned and no memory of how it became that way?
It is not my goal in life to be aimless, jobless, smoking cigarettes, and drinking until dawn. Not at all. While I hesitate to say I'm a "lady of class" I am definitely a woman with higher standards than that. I WANT a man to hold the door for me, I want a man to offer me his jacket when I'm cold, to buy me a drink from time to time. Does it make me weak? Does it mean that we aren't equals? Does it mean that I'm not independent? I think not.
And that's another thing. I am an incredibly independent woman and I can tell that quite a few of my lovers have had a problem with that. I do not need a man to buy me a drink....I have a job that provides me with funds so that I can do that. I do not need a man to take me out to lunch or take me to the movies. I refuse to wait for a man. If I ask to be taken to the store or taken out to lunch the reason why I asked is because it's something I'd like to do in the near future. If you prefer not to go...say "no thank you," so I can go on my way. Don't make me wait for you "oh.....five more minutes" and then ten minutes later "five more minutes" well by the third go round you can bet your ass is staying home while I take myself to Anthony's.
I'm not sure if that makes me stubborn or not but it's definitely gotten me yelled at from time to time. But my life does not revolve around YOUR schedule and my schedule does not around your wrist watch. Should I feel the need to go to something or do something I shall do it and if you're there...lovely, if not I won't wait.
Mmmm......it seems as if this generation has trouble doing that. Trouble doing things for themselves, trouble going out in to the world on their own. And then when they involve some one else in their plans it seems that the person they invited must conform to their plans without any sort of compromising or thought given to the others wants, needs, and desires.
Perhaps I'm just too old fashioned for people my age. If you all must know why I don't seem to keep lovers around for long periods of time this may be why. Another reason may be because on top of wanting a man to treat me well he also has to be a bit enlightened. I'm not quite sure how to explain it to another person but I know what it means in my head. How many times have I said that before.
Ah, I believe I've run out of ranting steam my darlings.
I'm in love with an era of high heels, dresses, skirts, men in tuxes, and dances for dance sake. A time when men pulled out chairs for women and stood when they went to the rest room. A time when a door would open just because it was the decent thing to do. A time when a man would buy a lady a drink or put his jacket around her when she was cold.
So, I can't say that I understand my generation. Where men hide in corners because of the fear of rejection. Where men can call a woman a slut, bitch, or whore as if it were nothing and then say "just joking." A time where people both under and over twenty-one think drink until you black out is one of the most fun things to do on the weekend.
While I'll admit I like to drink from time to time I've never blacked out, thrown up, or had to have some one help me on my way home. Not once in my entire life. I fail to understand where the "fun" is there. What's so fun about not remembering what you did the night before? What's so fun about having your blouse unbuttoned and no memory of how it became that way?
It is not my goal in life to be aimless, jobless, smoking cigarettes, and drinking until dawn. Not at all. While I hesitate to say I'm a "lady of class" I am definitely a woman with higher standards than that. I WANT a man to hold the door for me, I want a man to offer me his jacket when I'm cold, to buy me a drink from time to time. Does it make me weak? Does it mean that we aren't equals? Does it mean that I'm not independent? I think not.
And that's another thing. I am an incredibly independent woman and I can tell that quite a few of my lovers have had a problem with that. I do not need a man to buy me a drink....I have a job that provides me with funds so that I can do that. I do not need a man to take me out to lunch or take me to the movies. I refuse to wait for a man. If I ask to be taken to the store or taken out to lunch the reason why I asked is because it's something I'd like to do in the near future. If you prefer not to go...say "no thank you," so I can go on my way. Don't make me wait for you "oh.....five more minutes" and then ten minutes later "five more minutes" well by the third go round you can bet your ass is staying home while I take myself to Anthony's.
I'm not sure if that makes me stubborn or not but it's definitely gotten me yelled at from time to time. But my life does not revolve around YOUR schedule and my schedule does not around your wrist watch. Should I feel the need to go to something or do something I shall do it and if you're there...lovely, if not I won't wait.
Mmmm......it seems as if this generation has trouble doing that. Trouble doing things for themselves, trouble going out in to the world on their own. And then when they involve some one else in their plans it seems that the person they invited must conform to their plans without any sort of compromising or thought given to the others wants, needs, and desires.
Perhaps I'm just too old fashioned for people my age. If you all must know why I don't seem to keep lovers around for long periods of time this may be why. Another reason may be because on top of wanting a man to treat me well he also has to be a bit enlightened. I'm not quite sure how to explain it to another person but I know what it means in my head. How many times have I said that before.
Ah, I believe I've run out of ranting steam my darlings.