The plight of the beautiful woman
Put yourself in her shoes, guys.
This is to any guys out there who follow or come across my blog and are still “in the Matrix,” so to speak. The guys who are still acting like I am acting through my back stories here so far. I want you to think about something because it’s going to play a big part of when I start talking about deeper topics.
Have you considered the plight of the beautiful woman? What I’m talking about is the women who are highly desired, whether they are the sweet down-to-earth girl next door or the super hot blond at a New York nightclub that will shoot you down if you merely take one step in her direction.
Imagine this…what if guys were CONSTANTLY telling you how beautiful you were, often being the very first words out of their mouth? That you could not go to the bar with your friends without four or five guys interrupting your conversation throughout the night? What if….after giving them your number just to deal with them later…your phone was ringing off the hook from such goobers the very NEXT DAY after meeting them? (What, don’t they have lives?)
On dates, what would it tell you if the guy you were dating acted too eager, agreeable with everything you said or poured his heart out to you after two dates? What would that guy feel like to you?
Getting home and signing onto MySpace/Facebook and seeing messages from guys with their shirts off with horribly spelled emails saying “hey baby ur a cutie?” Jumping onto your inbox for your online dating profile and seeing email after email of guys writing THEIR LIFE STORIES…as if they’re trying to “convince” you that they’re quality men. How would that feel to you?
What IF some or even all of the above happened EVERY day from the time you’re seventeen all the way up through your late twenties and beyond. While the attention might be flattering at first, you’d probably be sick of it in a year, let alone a decade…wouldn’t you?
NOW ask yourself this. Could it be possible that you have developed built in mannerisms that helped to “filter” all these kinds of guys out? “Tests” that separated the men from the boys? And what if all of this was not learned, but programmed into your mind and your genes at a subconscious level?
Ridiculous, you say. Is it? How exactly do we automatically treat telemarketers on the phone the minute we answer and hear “Can I speak to Mr/Ms. (last name)?” and not anyone using our first name?
Think about it.
Nik Says:
May 16th, 2008 at 4:11 pm
I think you have a valid point. I am definitely not one of those women who has men knocking down my door but sometimes it is frustrating when you know the only reason you are being spoken to is because you are attractive. I have learned to read people pretty well and I can tell when someone is being genuine. I would much rather a guy be interested in me because I make great conversation than because I look hot standing next to him.
But maybe that’s just me.
The Virgin Says:
May 16th, 2008 at 7:31 pm
Nik: But that’s exactly how it starts…attraction. (Any other thought is a person rationalizing their emotions.) When a person sees someone cute, they’re not thinking at that split-second moment “what a great conversationalist.” No, “they’re cute.” Now whether the other person turns out to increase attraction by being good at gab or deceases it for being as interesting as watching glue dry, that’s incidental
The Dateable Dork Says:
May 17th, 2008 at 7:34 pm
But what’s wrong with using physical attraction as the first criteria for determining if you want to get to know someone better? You want to be attracted to the person you’re dating. I’m not a superhot bombshell and I’m not looking for Brad Pitt, but if I’m not attracted to a guy, I’m not going to give him a shot. I expect the same from guys - if you’re not attracted to me, move on.