When I was younger, I was bowled over by a good looking woman. I would be happy if one smiled at me or seemed flirty. I think a lot of guys go through this because you don't have a lot of self-confidence when you're younger. At 42, I've now realized that there's a certain kind of pretty girl I just loathe.
Yesterday I was at the Browns game. A friend of the family had a couple of loge tickets so my brother and I went. The loge is a nice way to see a game. Good view, free food, and five TVs just in case you can't see everything on the field. The loge is leased by Sharp, the electronics company, so there were so other Sharp folks there plus some of their family and business contacts. Two of the people were 20 something blondes. Both were attractive but not devastatingly so. And it became clear after about 15 minutes that they could care less about football.
For the most part, they spent their time loudly talking and flitting between our loge and another one where next door where they also knew someone. The both had Coach purses, of course. And for about half of the time, both were wearing oversized sunglasses. In the loge. Indoors. Where the sun is not shining.
I really despised these two because for them, the whole event was just about being noticed, talking loud, acting cute, and having guys fall all over them. 15-20 years ago, I probably would have done just that. But watching the 20 something guys who were doing it made me sick to my stomach. Five hours was enough time to observe these women and realize that this is the way they act all the time. Desperate attempts to be noticed and be the center of attention. The Browns scored 51 points yesterday and I think that these two cared only about loudly letting everyone in the loge know that they had "fallen in love" with some young college boy a couple of loges away.
I've met some really nice women in my life. Women who are intelligent, funny, and warm. These dopey Barbie dolls really aren't doing justice to women. I used to think that when other women rolled their eyes at the Barbies, it was just jealousy. I think I've come to realize that it was really just nausea.
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The Browns scored 51 points yesterday? No shit! Football R Not Us but I have to say, that's damn impressive--and I'm a Steelers fan.
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Unfortunately the Bengals scored 45. But a win is a win.
As you well know, my view of 98% of the women on this planet is pretty low. And not just because I've been hurt and lied to ad nauseum. I've just started to really not like what they are all about.
There are a few good eggs though. Like Mando.
I could also say that there are 20 something guys in the same Barbie catagory. Stripe shirt wearing, over gelled/moussed hair sporting, too much testosterone pumping, Men's Health reading, tricked out car driving himbos that scream the same thing.
God they annoy me!!
anyone who fits a stereotype almost too well can be quite nauseating
All true folks. And Jenny & KC, nice to see you here! Thanks.
My stalker is a 300 pound girl who tries to act like a skinny Barbie. She wears the glittery big sunglasses with her flannel shirts and her Vera Bradley purses. Very weird farmer/diva schtick she's got going. You ought to see her "strut"...
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