Joe Wordsworth
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I can't believe that at my age, there are still guys out there who are whining about how "nice guys finish last".
A friend of my girl's, we'll call him Roger, managed to borrow my ear for an hour while he went on and on and on and on about how he just doesn't understand women... and how they're so superficial and only want "jerks who treat them badly".
He ran the full gamut of high school girls never giving him the time of day, and how high school is to blame for not putting enough emphasis on academics and letting "sports and brutes win the day". And then hit college and how "even smart girls, college girls, only want to party and drink and sleep with whoever has the most money or the coolest car". He finished up with how his girlfriend had dumped him, after he treated her like an angel for two years, to go out with some other guy who was an idiot.
He told me that the dating pool for smart and genuinely nice guys like him is so small and "all the good ones are taken".
I drank three beers listening to this, and a margarita... but the booze, dear God, did not curb my desire to slap him like a bitch. The public setting? That did it. But, man, oh man--he's twenty-four. Twenty-four!
Jesus H. Christ.
A friend of my girl's, we'll call him Roger, managed to borrow my ear for an hour while he went on and on and on and on about how he just doesn't understand women... and how they're so superficial and only want "jerks who treat them badly".
He ran the full gamut of high school girls never giving him the time of day, and how high school is to blame for not putting enough emphasis on academics and letting "sports and brutes win the day". And then hit college and how "even smart girls, college girls, only want to party and drink and sleep with whoever has the most money or the coolest car". He finished up with how his girlfriend had dumped him, after he treated her like an angel for two years, to go out with some other guy who was an idiot.
He told me that the dating pool for smart and genuinely nice guys like him is so small and "all the good ones are taken".
I drank three beers listening to this, and a margarita... but the booze, dear God, did not curb my desire to slap him like a bitch. The public setting? That did it. But, man, oh man--he's twenty-four. Twenty-four!
Jesus H. Christ.