I should act nauseated and say, "You've got to be kidding me."
Men make better buddies than women.
Lifelong girlfriends are terrific, but men, for the most part, are easier and more entertaining to hang around.
Generally speaking, guys don't begrudge female friends their figure, intelligence, or personality. On the contrary, they seem to enjoy it.
So there's that.
Which is why, since before I can even remember, I've always had more male than female friends. Less drama and more fun. That's a motto to live by, after all.
But men can be a drag when it comes to other issues.
For example, the other day I'm talking to a friend and mentioned I was going to be in his neck of the woods later this month and maybe we could grab a bite to eat and catch up.
Homeboy says "we" better not because "temptation" might get the "better of us."
(Long pause.)
Homeboy is out of his mind.
I am friendly and flirty, but let's not get ridiculous.
I've gotten these kinds of responses a few times to what, for me, is an innocent and harmless invitation for someone to buy me lunch or a glass of wine.
Yes. Innocent and harmless. Yet I get a response like the one above. And I never laugh and point at the offender's grey hairs and tell him I've got taste.
Never.
Dude wants to think he's a stud and all that. Fine. Usually I smile and say something gracious so he doesn't get his feelings hurt.
About a year ago, right hand to God, I had someone pull a Dudley Moore on me.
I handled it with humor and a bit of grace. He didn't even realize he'd been turned down.
It's a gift.
Just because he got carried away doesn't mean a friendship has to end. Feel me?
But Homeboy is almost a senior citizen and weighs enough to qualify as a state. He deserves a boot up his arse for assuming I'm attainable.
I don't know who these men think they are - so perhaps I should go on record and say that I've been friends with well over 728 males if we start before junior high and work our way up through high school, college and beyond to today.
Well. Over. 728.
And I've only loved two, including Jesus, so -
You do the math.
In other words, I'm not attainable. Or available.
No matter who you are.
There. Now buy me a glass of wine and all is forgiven.
posted by kate @ 9:30 AM
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Daddy? Is that you, Daddy?
Er, yeah, I know what you mean there KDR. You have to unnerstand that homeboy's sig. other may be feeding him the ole, she wants to jump your bones speech. I trust me, I trust my friends, but not all of my sig. others have trusted other women, that includes the ones I never cheated on! (that's a joke, and without cussing, imagine that :)
Yeah, he should have known better than to do or say anything that would inflate your already-huge ego even the slightest bit.
People (guys and gals) can act like dogs. Most folks understand that you can enjoy someone's company without wanting to do the nasty. Some don't. I'll admit, it took me years to figure that out my own self. Pretty well got it now. 'Course, location is important too. Poor old Dudly Moore had a gal up in his room. Now, if it'd been purely a bedroom, well, then... Generally not a place to hang out if you just want to be friends.
I dunno, Dave, back when I was a young girl...oh so many years ago...I was in plenty of bedrooms where all I felt was a desire to talk, talk, talk. And listen.
All night long.
Maybe I was just hanging out with the wrong boys.
Much more progressive crowd than I hung with, I guess. Sounds like you hung out with the right boys.
Jesus must be pissed.
"Bitch dropped me cold..."
Hmmm. So you went through all that trouble and pain and expense to make yourself look attractive, but now you're pissed that someone male (a friend of yours - how shocking!) finds you attractive.
I think you're a bit confused about your priorities.
Yes, guy friends are awesome, but "lifelong girlfriends" aren't always trying to get in your pants.
Bonus!
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