Once upon a time a man got in touch with me expressing his undying love and attraction. He had seen me in different places and knew of me, and apparently heard of my savage beauty as he liked to call it. Eventually, his smile, expression and first few days of electrical affection proved his words right. He did have a crush on me, maybe even liked me. Over the next few weeks I warmed up to him and enjoyed his conversations. A good looking guy for once, who was funny and uplifting. However, I observed a very odd side to him.
Yes he was the perfect man on the outside, but over time he appeared so rigid, so routine, and very unavailabe. Questions like where did you spend your evening, and how did you meet this friend were all of a sudden of an offensive nature, and routine answers were always provided. I always felt like I bored him.
Topics discussed included how many minutes one jogs for before they get tired, and when does fish get fried for lunch in a household. I realized then there was something wrong with him, and more so in us communicating. As time passed, discussing day to day things with him proved to be challenging. He was there superficially, but I could never get to this man's core.
I realized the nature of this guy. He was boring, unattentive, unavailable and a critic who knew the price of everything and the value of nothing. When I first met him, it was fun testing the waters and wondering what a mad raging beauty catcher was all about, and now that I knew what this electron cloud was , the time came for me to repel. I tried doing that, by ignoring. However he kept getting back in touch, more like a routine part of his day more then anything else, until one evening I decided to put an end to it. I asked him not to call me back again because I felt like I was just that, a routine. I explained to him why. I expected him to say sorry or even ask me what was up, or why was I asking him never to call me again. But instead he shocked me, and replied, "Sure, Bye!"
I suppose he did mean what he meant, BYE. He literally obeyed me when I asked him not to call, without even making any deal whether small or big, of it at all.
Two things sprung up in my mind. What a weirdo for spending so much time and loosing so much of his dignity chasing me and then taking the first chance to stop talking to me, and then secondly boy that was the easiest guy do get rid of in the world!!
Why did he waste so much of his time talking about his affection for me? You would rarely see a woman do that!
Boys Lie, indeed.
Thankfully, we put boys through many tests before showing off any of our affection to them. Girls, why not try the "Hi, don't call me back, ok?" method!
The boy's resistance or not to that idea will tell you much about them!
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Battery dead - more like run out of pick-up lines!
One day while I'm at the bank a man walks in, and soon enough he's talking on the phone.. I'm not one to eavesdrop, but he was way too loud and this is how his phone conversation went:
"Hey, how you doing? I'm alright thanks just at the bank transferring some money, yeah I'm standing in queue waiting for my turn.. Everything alright with you? Hey listen you mind calling me on my other number? coz the battery's dead on this phone.. You don't know my other number?? Its #######.. Come on man its easy, its #######.. Okay go get a pen and paper.. You got one? alright note this down #######.. I'm really sorry, but it'll cut off any minute so pls just give me a call on #######.."
By then I started realizing that this was all a prank.. It was a very poor attempt to give me his number since he didn't have the balls to talk to me directly.. That wasn't the end of it though.. Here's how the rest of the call went as he realized I wasn't paying attention or noting his number down..
"Come on, just take it down, its #######.. You'd rather memorize it? That's alright its #######.. Okay, I'm waiting for your call on ####### coz it's gonna cut off any minute.. Yeah that's right #######.. Alright then I'm waiting to hear from you!"
Can the men here get anymore lamer or more desperate! I thought I had seen it all, but this was totally something new!
"Hey, how you doing? I'm alright thanks just at the bank transferring some money, yeah I'm standing in queue waiting for my turn.. Everything alright with you? Hey listen you mind calling me on my other number? coz the battery's dead on this phone.. You don't know my other number?? Its #######.. Come on man its easy, its #######.. Okay go get a pen and paper.. You got one? alright note this down #######.. I'm really sorry, but it'll cut off any minute so pls just give me a call on #######.."
By then I started realizing that this was all a prank.. It was a very poor attempt to give me his number since he didn't have the balls to talk to me directly.. That wasn't the end of it though.. Here's how the rest of the call went as he realized I wasn't paying attention or noting his number down..
"Come on, just take it down, its #######.. You'd rather memorize it? That's alright its #######.. Okay, I'm waiting for your call on ####### coz it's gonna cut off any minute.. Yeah that's right #######.. Alright then I'm waiting to hear from you!"
Can the men here get anymore lamer or more desperate! I thought I had seen it all, but this was totally something new!
It was "Just" a one night stand
So , are men really an odd species? Are they just little boys deep down inside, who take every opportunity to lie, or be truthful, and still lie?
One day I was walking along an exhibition with some friends and I bumped into a group of nice and friendly looking guys. They seemed nice, well most of them did. Except two, who rarely smiled and were asking me weird questions: like do you go clubbing? Freaky freaky. The exhibition extended over a few days so my friends and I got to see this group over and over again. Out of the many guys in the group who were all in their early twenties, I met one who particularly warmed up to me. He wasn't that nice looking, and acted weird at times; and not to mention a weird twitch he had sometimes; however all in all he was a good nice guy. You could tell by the way he treated my friends and I, and how he was opening up to me about different things in his life, mostly personal stuff. He also invited me out to dinner sometimes with his friends and he was kind, generous and had a sense of humour. He left the exhibition, and the country back to where he was from; but shockingly he stayed in touch. In fact I've never seen someone staying in touch that much. I am talking about hours on the phone every day. Over time he confessed he had feelings for me. I enjoyed the attention I was getting and in the same time started to ask myself if this would work between us. Long distance was a bit difficult, because it needed commitment from both sides. Strangely enough in our case, we both had the commitment; I knew we could make it work. But, was I attracted to him?? I wasn't so sure. Besides his lack of aesthetic beauty, which I didn't mind THAT much; there was something about him that struck me as odd. Sometimes I felt like he was an alien from another planet. Those thoughts aside; I still greatly appreciated the fact he was always in touch and showed his care and affection for me, which is alot to say for most guys we've met!!
One day as I was receiving a phone call from him he told me how much he loves me and wants this relationship to work with me. How keen he was on making it work...How much he cared for me.Wow I thought......How expressive of him. How honorable. How wonderful! How cute...We started getting closer, asking each other more personal questions. Until I decided to bring up the taboo subject. Had he done it before? If so when was the last time? I've always believed someone's sexual history says a thing or two about them. Suddeny, he replied and told me "Yesterday". WHAT. That was the only thing running through my mind.
Then, it was WHAT, HOW, WHERE, WHEN, WHY, WHO. Of course he told me the details of how he met the girl and what happened. but the main conclusion was, "It was JUST a one night stand."
I could not believe that was the way he saw it. To come from a decent, loving and affectionate man who actually showed his feelings to a girl for once, that was a hard one to take in!!
All I could think of was the dichotomy between his feelings for me, and his subsequent actions. And No guys, there is no such thing as "JUST" a one night stand. A one night stand is what it is, a one night stand. Immoral! Especially if you are confessing and showing extensive affection to a potential girlfriend. Do not go and sleep with someone in between! Discipline is just as much a part of love , as love is a part of love.
One day I was walking along an exhibition with some friends and I bumped into a group of nice and friendly looking guys. They seemed nice, well most of them did. Except two, who rarely smiled and were asking me weird questions: like do you go clubbing? Freaky freaky. The exhibition extended over a few days so my friends and I got to see this group over and over again. Out of the many guys in the group who were all in their early twenties, I met one who particularly warmed up to me. He wasn't that nice looking, and acted weird at times; and not to mention a weird twitch he had sometimes; however all in all he was a good nice guy. You could tell by the way he treated my friends and I, and how he was opening up to me about different things in his life, mostly personal stuff. He also invited me out to dinner sometimes with his friends and he was kind, generous and had a sense of humour. He left the exhibition, and the country back to where he was from; but shockingly he stayed in touch. In fact I've never seen someone staying in touch that much. I am talking about hours on the phone every day. Over time he confessed he had feelings for me. I enjoyed the attention I was getting and in the same time started to ask myself if this would work between us. Long distance was a bit difficult, because it needed commitment from both sides. Strangely enough in our case, we both had the commitment; I knew we could make it work. But, was I attracted to him?? I wasn't so sure. Besides his lack of aesthetic beauty, which I didn't mind THAT much; there was something about him that struck me as odd. Sometimes I felt like he was an alien from another planet. Those thoughts aside; I still greatly appreciated the fact he was always in touch and showed his care and affection for me, which is alot to say for most guys we've met!!
One day as I was receiving a phone call from him he told me how much he loves me and wants this relationship to work with me. How keen he was on making it work...How much he cared for me.Wow I thought......How expressive of him. How honorable. How wonderful! How cute...We started getting closer, asking each other more personal questions. Until I decided to bring up the taboo subject. Had he done it before? If so when was the last time? I've always believed someone's sexual history says a thing or two about them. Suddeny, he replied and told me "Yesterday". WHAT. That was the only thing running through my mind.
Then, it was WHAT, HOW, WHERE, WHEN, WHY, WHO. Of course he told me the details of how he met the girl and what happened. but the main conclusion was, "It was JUST a one night stand."
I could not believe that was the way he saw it. To come from a decent, loving and affectionate man who actually showed his feelings to a girl for once, that was a hard one to take in!!
All I could think of was the dichotomy between his feelings for me, and his subsequent actions. And No guys, there is no such thing as "JUST" a one night stand. A one night stand is what it is, a one night stand. Immoral! Especially if you are confessing and showing extensive affection to a potential girlfriend. Do not go and sleep with someone in between! Discipline is just as much a part of love , as love is a part of love.
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