On the subject of meanies with alterior motives, gold-diggers, complacent house-wives and the like...
It's weird, there's enormous talk on terb about women being only after money, $ the big aphrodesiac, having to be rich to get the pretty girls, etc. And in all my years I've just never known any girls like that (myself included, obviously). Maybe I have met some, but just found their attitude repulsive and blocked them from my consciousness. There's so much talk and consensus on their prolific existence, I must have gone to school with these people at least, or worked with them, but I guess they just never ended up being friends with me, so they don't exist in "my world".
On the other hand, examples of men with not-so-sweet alterior motives have been a huge part of my life and the lives of my girl-friends...maybe we were the sucker-crowd of nice girls who guys figure are an easy target. But I've been offered a helping hand-up by guys only to have it sliced at the wrist because I wouldn't "put out" more time than I can remember, a shoulder to cry on only so he could get his hand down my pants often enough, and the whole "hey, you can trust me, I'm your friend" crap only to have them try to get me liquored and "loosened up" for their advances. And worse.
I've also, along with many other sp friends of mine, been the $ ticket to ride a few times, with boyfriends who are nothing but thrilled that I'm making quick $ under the table and wait eagerly at home for it to roll in, spending the money I gave them for rent on beer or a pair of shoes for themselves instead (but usually for beer). Obviously we didn't go with these guys for their money or security, they had none to begin with. Parasites aside, I don't think I've ever dated a guy who was much above the poverty line, except one who made a pretty bundle but payed most of it in alimony to one of those much-discussed useless house-wives (remind me to start an anti-alimony thread one day, I've got some good arguments), so really I was thrilled just to have food in the cupboards of our crappy little apartment and to go to a movie once in a while. Is this really rare? Or is it just that rule of "the ass-hole always speaks loudest" and is thereofre always more noticeable? What I mean is, do we tend to forget about all the kinder and more honourable lads and lasses (and lets face it, we overlook the existence of a lot of the good ones simply because we don't find them hot) because of the handfull that go out there and break a bunch of hearts? Okay, it's surely more than a handfull, but I don't think they make the majority for either gender.
You know how guys get all frustrated by hearing beautiful women complain about how they're all cautious and embittered by the long line of assholes who've mistreated them before? The whole ruined maiden turned cynical ice-queen? Same applies the other way (maybe most guys already know that, but just incase you don't....) Neverending stories about how "that's it, women are messed up, man. From now on I'm just gonna be a prick and treat'em like crap, that's what seems to work for other guys." For gals like me, that kind of talk just makes me roll my eyes and go "whatever, lost cause, self-pity and bitterness not attractive at all" and leave them be. And this kinda guy (or gal for that matter) goes out and treats sweety like crap, acts selfishly and dishonestly, plays head games, breaks another heart. And the cycle continues....lotta walking wounded out there.
I know some people get their hearts crushed way too easily, like those who are devastated after dating for two weeks and then getting dumped, and there's no helping those big wusses. But for those who really get shit on in life, love and friendship (Lee Cum Gay, you just keep your pants on , mister), I find that the healthiest, scrappiest, come-backs are those who shed a tear, have a drink, deal with it, shrug their shoulders and say "Fuck it, the arseholes are inevitable for sure, but I don't have to hang with them" and eject them from their lives like so much stinky rotten fridge leftovers, make room for better friends and lovers who have more compatible interests and ethics. Even if it means feeling a little lonely for a bit till someone comes along to prove that you can be loved for you and not your money or your back-rubs and blow-jobs. Just my 2c.
LOL Guys, if I ever start sounding like Lee D'Or the advicey/lifestyle columnist from Metro, track me down and shoot me, 'kay?
