Uh huh. Sure. A friend of mine, a sort of nice guy, dated this lovely girl and he had something I don’t – the gift of gab. She dumped him a couple of months later and it was over a year after that he found out why. He didn’t TRY anything on her. No crude attempts at seduction, no ‘accidental’ breast touching, no groping in the car and, once, when she was real drunk and he was pie-eyed, they slept together. (Well, in the same apartment. She slept in her room and he crashed on the couch.)
Don’t count on your friends to spread the worked about how cool you are. They’ll most likely dig up dogs for you to meet. (A friend of mine tired to set me up with this ‘real nice girl.’ She was pleasant, played the guitar, my age, single, liked the things I liked to do, no over weight, not too skinny and had a great personality. That last one is the give away that you’re not going to like what you meet. She was all of that, but she LOOKED like a truck driver!!)
I was painfully shy in school, so I did not date, but, by all means, do so. Get experience. I HATED rejection, so much that in high school, I was afraid to ask out good looking girls. (Recently I found out that a girl from high school had a crush on me. I looked her up in my annual and she was rather plain, but not bad. She contacted me a short time back and I finally got a picture E-mailed from her and discovered that she looks like TUGBOAT ANNIE today. I cut the correspondence.)
You never know though. I knew this absolutely cute, little woman in school, who remained shy and petite, and seemed like she wouldn’t say shit if she had a mouthful. I never asked her out. She married one of the school important guys. He treated her like shit, and, when she got into an accident, became mentally disabled but not an idiot or helpless, he divorced her before she got better.
He was remarried within a year. Thugs seem to attract women. I knew another girl, BIG KNOCKERS, and pretty. She married a local thug, and 10 years later, I spotted what was left of her in a store. She still has big knockers, but she’s divorced and her face tells of how many times he beat the shit out of her. A lot of the girls I wanted to ask out in high school but never did, married ‘thugs’. Many are divorced now and some have married other ‘thugs’.
I don’t think girls want nice guys. They want exciting ones, who live on the edge, who they might change, who don’t pick up after themselves, work on heavy machinery, come home all stinky and dirty and hope on top of them smelling and reeking of ‘manly’ scent.
Like I said before. I treated a girl like shit once and she kept coming back for more but I couldn’t keep up the facade, and returned to my real self, and she split when I turned out to be nice. I think if a girl came up to me and started crying all over my shoulder about how mean her guy is, how misunderstood she is, and how there are just no more nice guys in the world, I’d run like hell, screaming in frustration into the night.
A point here. If they are cute, and pretty and nice looking and over 25 and still have no steady guy and wondering why? RUN!! Nine times out of ten it is because Missy sweet and nice and cute and delicate looking has the affections of a senior drill sergeant, the empathy of a wall, and the caring ability of a stone. Especially if you start getting into a little argument with them, and they cut you off, absolutely unwilling to discuss anything which might criticize their own self image. No matter how sexy they look, or how cute and soft and huggable and you just want to protect them from everyone and everything and your heart just MELTS when you look into their big, gentle eyes — RUN!
If you date them and get sick, they’ll not even cook you chicken soup! Nice guys do not stand a chance with them at all. (Well, maybe as a friend or a casual fuck, but don’t expect empathy or sympathy.)
Mark
“Think of it as Evolution in action.”