Men

I love to people watch. On the bus, the subway, walking to work, but especially at work. Usually I get to see some really great moments, but yesterday... ugh.

Okay so there was this couple about my age. I can't even guess as to how long they've been together. But I can guess that they won't be together for long. At least I'd hope not.

First of all, they were in the Men's department... so shouldn't the guy be buying what he liked to wear? Just a crazy idea I had. He was carrying her bags from their previous shopping, and following her around as she picked out shirts and pants for him to try. He was clearly not interested. He would suggest something that he liked, and she would tell him no.

She was high pitched, excessively obnoxious.

Which brings me to my point...

Men are not supposed to be on a leash. They are our protectors, our support system, our companion through tough times and wonderful times. They shouldn't be emasculated. They shouldn't be treated like mindless morons.

One of my favorite shows ever, Coupling has a very funny quote:

Salesman - Pity...
Susan - Pity?
Salesman - Why do girls like you always have a boyfriend?
Susan - Because I have acute nymphomania and my own brewery.

That's basically what I feel guys want. A girl who will fit into their lifestyle. It's not that they don't want to be in a relationship, but they want to still be a man. Football, Beer, Movies, Boobs, Guys Night Out... they don't want to give that up just to accommodate a girl. Now I'm not saying that girls will have to enjoy all of these things... but to just take that into account.

Make compromises. He'll be more likely to go see a girl movie if you go to games with him. Romantic dinner dates and fun nights out at the bar with friends. Too much change too fast is destructive.

Be one of the guys... and wear a jersey every now and then... they really like that.

My best friend from college always called me a "Guy with Boobs". Because I was a part of the group without being the obnoxious girl. Not to say that they weren't aware that I did indeed have boobs... I was still flirted with and the subject of suggestive conversation now and then... but because it's a part of being in a group of guys. "That's what she said", sex, and gay jokes are part of the territory.

The only part that seems to backfire in my case... is that I apparently make a really good friend. And I blend into the group too well. I go from a potential girlfriend to "one of the guys". So where's the middle-ground? Maybe I'll find it someday.

Black patent leather high heels & my Redskin's jersey? *shrug*