More Nice Guy

I saw this rant -- how you women turned your nice pedestal-placing guy into a cad by blowing them off -- a couple places, but the link is to Lawyers, Guns and Money. The thing I want to tease out is in this graf:

"At the time, you probably joked with your girlfriends about how he was a little puppy dog, always following you around, trying to do things to get you to pay attention to him. They probably teased you because they thought he had a crush on you. Given that his behavior was, admittedly, a little pathetic, you vehemently denied having any romantic feelings for him, and buttressed your position by claiming that you were 'just friends.' Besides, he totally wasn't your type. I mean, he was a little too short, or too bald, or too fat, or too poor, or didn't know how to dress himself, or basically be or do any of the things that your tall, good-looking, fit, rich, stylish boyfriend at the time pulled off with such ease."
Wait, what? Should she really be expected to love a bald fat poor guy? Were you, formerly nice guy, mooning around a fat slobby girl? I doubt it.

What that girl did to you , Nice Guy, was relegate you, just as if you were Derby or Sunderland and she was Man. U. Go after the girls in League One.

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