Sunday, January 4, 2015

Men and Love

When my friends and I were younger, and in the dating scene....we tried just about everything to get a girl to look our way. A big cheesy smile.   A smile AND a wink.  A prolonged and obvious stare. Cheeks full of breath mints and your sweaty arm pits  lavishly graced with the gallon of Cool Water cologne you coaxed from the bathroom attendant. Perhaps a small  flexing of the 'guns'  for her pleasure... while rolling up your shirt sleeve. Blurting an   obvious compliment as she and her friends passed....
Remember to make eye contact first!
Size up her boobs and ass when you 'think' she's not looking!


It's difficult ...to be both  desperate ..AND  sly.  We knew to look for that reassuring 2nd glance from her as she passed you at the bar.  We men have come to know,...that  ladies are MASTERS  of using peripheral vision....and will only pay you the courtesy of  acknowledgement using that subconsciously refined skill.

But sometimes,...after they have passed you,.. they may take a quick glance back at you! As long as it wasn't accompanied by a scowl ,sneer, eye roll  or a middle finger,.... this second glance was YOUR CLUE!... that ...at least visually...she had some interest, and you should go talk to her.
 Of course, opening your mouth and actually attempting a conversation, might weaken that first impression.
 If you are interesting, funny, or sexy enough to capture her interest for more than a few minutes in conversation,  you will have to endure that  often fatal... yet necessary... trip she takes to the restroom with her entourage of girlfriends , where they will discuss your fate!  She may never come back!
   
First impressions.

They begin the fantasy that is the first phase of all relationships.
 Lust.
Sex appeal.
 ...Infatuation.
   
As a few of our youthful years passed, there came a time when many of those ' second looks'  had become  "dirty" looks.
 Not realizing we had gotten a bit older and were perhaps eyeballing girls too young for us now, the teeny boppers we once impressed only saw us now as dirty old men!
   
Tiring of the rejection..we capitulated to  marriage.

For a man ,... this can be  a gigantic leap of faith,   knowing the odds are against success statistically.  Men think in these "logical" terms even though logic does not apply.

Divorce rate at 60%!
Am I really done with this scene?
Will I  have to get a job?
And somewhere lurking in the back of his mind... he realizes that  should he become a father, his paternal role may be reduced to strictly a monetary one.
   
Sometimes we marry for love...sometimes for lust...sometimes because of insecurity...or for all of the above!
When you are younger, and have security issues, you might marry simply to secure some SEX!.
 Finally!    You have found someone who will actually have sex with you!    And more than ONCE!
   
But it is nice to have someone know you...and actually likes who you are!
Someone besides your Mother,  that is !
 A grand compliment!
And marriage... a place to rest all of those insecurities spawned by the hundreds of rejections, eye-rolls,  and gagging gestures you received as a lonely desperate  sex-driven single man.

 
 For most men,   their lonely lives as wolves, pack-runners and fist-bumping wingmen was void of any real emotion, The  notion of love and real affection could not POSSIBLY  be conceptualized    before (at least)  two or three years  of mind-clearing testosterone dumping sex. At least!
 
Women are different creatures. Their thinking patterns,..  the clothes they wear,.. their  life decisions,... transcend logic and  are dictated by girlie feelings and wimpy emotions.
They have no need to explain things logically.
They were not creators of the fist bump.
They look  less at those 'guns'  you spent endless hours in the gym to make,  and more at your smile.
Pleasing them sexually includes pleasing them emotionally...a concept foreign to a blinded  young testosterone conquered male.
 
Women  love and hug each other openly, talk about almost anything to each other, and express emotions freely .
They take bubble baths alone and cry at the movies.
 Men do not.
 Crying at movies not allowed. No bubble baths alone!
 The only time in his life that he can express himself by hugging...kissing...actually exposing himself emotionally in those ways seemingly instinctive to women.... is when he has found love.

Poor hopeless schmuck!

Just a thought.

 Have a Happy New Year!

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