And you listen to Alicia Keys! What's my wife going to think when she comes downstairs from studying Econ and I'm gone, nothing left but scattered papers in the corners of the room (and an empty glass with melting ice-cubes, true).
Seriously, don't tempt me. I travel through Alaska every two weeks and you know that! Plus, I have experience with the Aelutians, and I enjoyed it! You crazy internet girls, you drive me wild!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm not a homewrecker! The last thing I need is Mrs. Nabubrush drinks a lot hunting me down with a Bowie knife in her teeth. Plus as you are well aware, visiting Alaska is a lot like...visiting Canada. I'm a hell of a long ways from the north slope.
It's actually really funny how gossip runs in a small town. A woman asked me once if I "was okay." I said, "Uh, yes...?" She said that she'd heard that "Jane" had come to my workplace and threatened to beat my ass if I didn't stop messing around with her husband.
I just stared at her, dumbfounded. I finally said, "Uh, you know what? I'm not a homewrecker, Jane and I are friends, and I am also PLATONIC FRIENDS with her husband who is in the fire department with me."
Y'know, I think I was pretty much exactly the opposite. If I had known that I could make first moves with a lady without completely coming off like a creepy date-rapist douchebag, I probably could've... like... dated in high school instead of being lonely and pining over girls who...
In retrospect...
Most of them probably would've dated me if I wasn't so afraid of being misunderstood or pushy.
It is weird how much the world has fucked most of us up.
That had to have been really frustrating. However, it's better than the alternative of being a guy who takes advantage of women, or who is pushy and scary. I remember being at a club once where this hella ugly guy must have figured that "jerks get the chicks." To put it
mildly, the dude was not well versed in the communicative arts. He approached woman after woman with this really hyper-aggro "Dance with me NOW. Come on, let's dance." Women were fleeing from him in droves, and you could tell that at each rejection he was just getting angrier and angrier. It was really scary to watch, and I stayed as far away from him as I could get. I was astounded that he was being such an asshole. I pitied the girl who was too afraid to say no to him.
A lot of women are trained to think that you MUST be nice to men at all costs. that reminds me of a story from when Kellichou were undergrads in university and we road-tripped to a convention in a neighboring state. We got into town at like 2AM. When we got to our room, two of the other girls met us there and we hung out for a little bit before we turned in. The other two girls were really upset.
1. They had driven into the large parking garage and started to get out of the car and retrieve their luggage.
2. A VAN FULL of drunk men pulled up behind them and tried to convince them to go with them to a house party or a bar or something.
3. Instead of getting BACK into the car and locking the doors and calling 911, the girls tried to be "nice" to the guys because they "didn't want to make them mad."
It was blind, dumb luck that they were not dragged into the van and assaulted. If those men had been out to kidnap someone that night, those girls would have been toast. I was incredulous and I could not believe their reactions - why on earth would they try to talk to those guys?? Thank heavens that they weren't harmed, but I hope that they learned something from their experiences. Obviously it would NOT have been their fault if something bad had happened, but you shouldn't trust anyone. Sheesh.
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