You meet a girl in a bar on a Saturday night and really hit it off. You talk for a while and think she might be into you, so you bite the bullet and ask for her number. After waiting the mandatory three days (you don’t want to seem too desperate), you call her. She answers and you say, “How are you going, cutie?”
We meet new people all the time, every single day. Meeting new people is not something foreign to us. However, when we get close to someone, we have to play the so-called ‘dating game’. We don’t play any games when we want to be friends with someone, yet we have to follow rules when we are going to be more than friends. We all become players.
If you are one of those strutting alpha male John Hamm types or the kind of guy who can pass off “wanna fingerbang?” as a pick up line, then stop reading. This article is for the meek, because blessed are we, at least when it comes to discussing our favourite Simpsons writers (John Swartzwelder!).
There’s a point in every relationship when you discover whether you are able to bring your partner along for a fun night out on the town, or whether they are a downright drag. Personally, I’ve had one too many nights ruined by jealous partners, but I’m sure there are some advantages to having your man (or woman) join you on the dance floor.
Girls are the best. Girls are cool and smart and great and we smell nice and know how to get rid of hair and make our fingernails look sexy. We could rule the world, we could. We just don’t want everyone to know how actually amazing we are. But, so much awesomeness needs some boundaries and hence us girls have the Unspoken Rules of Feminism. Sadly, it has occurred
Women…they’re exhausting on a good day. It’s true - even as a member of womanity, I’ll pay that. Girls are head cases sometimes and even more so when they are drunk. It only takes one time as designated driver to realise you could never, ever be your friends’ boyfriend.
Remember the days when men use to court women and woo them with compliments and dinner and wit and maybe flowers the next day? Neither do I.RIP chivalry, here’s the last five nails in the coffin*. The countdown to the death of chivalry begins now….
There’s an e-card that reads “Facebook - ruining perfectly good relationships since 2004″ Laugh all you want but there is truth in comedy. Sure it’s opened up a whole new world of potential suitors for us to pick from . Yes it may be a great way to meet a new flame or fling. Yay, we get stalk hot guys and girls openly and legally on the web
Following on from the raging success of my article ’4 Ways to How to Hook Up With a Cougar’ (and the apparent keen interest in the topic of having or being a younger squeeze!) I’ve decided to help out my fellow females by writing an article on how to attract a sugar daddy while out on the town. So ladies, get your notebooks and pencils ready….