GorgeousGeekGirl
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How I became a bimbo: my true story
I am noticeably above average in the IQ dept, although not Einstein. When I was younger, it was very frustrating because yes, men really were intimidated by it. I should say young men were. In teens and twenties, people (both genders) are really silly in their expectations. Women want bad boys and brooders, while men want bimbos and damsels in distress. In your 30's, you are living with your prize, only to discover the truth of the saying "be careful what you wish for."
Women discover the bad boy can't hold a job because he keeps getting into trouble, and the mysterious brooder is just damn depressing and sucks the life out of you.
Men discover damsels are generally helpless so they have to do everything. (A couple of weeks ago I showed a 40 year old woman with 3 kids how to jump her car. She had no idea how to do it; her solution to any given problem is call her husband. I made her and the oldest daughter attach the cables, walking them through step by step. She seemed reluctant to actually handle a problem by herself.) The damsels in distress also always have drama and problems, and a cursory glance shows they bring it on themselves with their decisions. As far as bimbos, they get boring real quick. These are the women who will gripe about myth busters (which is awesome), but watch soap operas and talk about shoes all the time.
The good news: 40 does come, and by then, many now have realistic desires.
But back to me. So there I am, young, lonely for a guy, a little shy, and really clueless. I was having a hard time of it, because guys were chasing bimbos instead of me, even though I had a lot of male friends. Yes, that's right, some women do find themselves in the dreaded friend zone. So eventually frustration and loneliness got to me, so I started dumbing down. Here's the list for all you geek girls looking to get laid:
Wear tight and low cut, lean and bend a lot. For make-up, slightly garish, about a step past natural look. Blond highlights.
Don't read books, look at magazines. If he ( the cute dumb guy you want, probably a bad boy or brooder) mentions a book, ask if it has pictures.
Don't talk about history, art, science, politics, anything technical. Do talk about celebrities, fashion, astrology, and gossip.
Ask how to spell words. Misuse big words. Use words and phrases from pop culture.
Pull out a calculator for simple math.
Giggle at lame jokes.
Ask for help with simple tasks. Don't ever carry heavy stuff.
By now you get the idea. Then of course there comes the angry stage, all that "objectification of women" stuff. Again 40 is a great place to be. You've finally figured out, men do see women as sex objects, but that's not an inheritantly bad thing. As opposite genders, sexuality is always in the room, and it's what makes us so interesting to each other. If a man wants to be sweet and open a door for me, I smile and say thank you as I catch him eyeballing my boobs and butt. I say enjoy the view, and if your interested, ask me out to get coffee at a bookstore.
I am noticeably above average in the IQ dept, although not Einstein. When I was younger, it was very frustrating because yes, men really were intimidated by it. I should say young men were. In teens and twenties, people (both genders) are really silly in their expectations. Women want bad boys and brooders, while men want bimbos and damsels in distress. In your 30's, you are living with your prize, only to discover the truth of the saying "be careful what you wish for."
Women discover the bad boy can't hold a job because he keeps getting into trouble, and the mysterious brooder is just damn depressing and sucks the life out of you.
Men discover damsels are generally helpless so they have to do everything. (A couple of weeks ago I showed a 40 year old woman with 3 kids how to jump her car. She had no idea how to do it; her solution to any given problem is call her husband. I made her and the oldest daughter attach the cables, walking them through step by step. She seemed reluctant to actually handle a problem by herself.) The damsels in distress also always have drama and problems, and a cursory glance shows they bring it on themselves with their decisions. As far as bimbos, they get boring real quick. These are the women who will gripe about myth busters (which is awesome), but watch soap operas and talk about shoes all the time.
The good news: 40 does come, and by then, many now have realistic desires.
But back to me. So there I am, young, lonely for a guy, a little shy, and really clueless. I was having a hard time of it, because guys were chasing bimbos instead of me, even though I had a lot of male friends. Yes, that's right, some women do find themselves in the dreaded friend zone. So eventually frustration and loneliness got to me, so I started dumbing down. Here's the list for all you geek girls looking to get laid:
Wear tight and low cut, lean and bend a lot. For make-up, slightly garish, about a step past natural look. Blond highlights.
Don't read books, look at magazines. If he ( the cute dumb guy you want, probably a bad boy or brooder) mentions a book, ask if it has pictures.
Don't talk about history, art, science, politics, anything technical. Do talk about celebrities, fashion, astrology, and gossip.
Ask how to spell words. Misuse big words. Use words and phrases from pop culture.
Pull out a calculator for simple math.
Giggle at lame jokes.
Ask for help with simple tasks. Don't ever carry heavy stuff.
By now you get the idea. Then of course there comes the angry stage, all that "objectification of women" stuff. Again 40 is a great place to be. You've finally figured out, men do see women as sex objects, but that's not an inheritantly bad thing. As opposite genders, sexuality is always in the room, and it's what makes us so interesting to each other. If a man wants to be sweet and open a door for me, I smile and say thank you as I catch him eyeballing my boobs and butt. I say enjoy the view, and if your interested, ask me out to get coffee at a bookstore.