Aha! I’m back!!! You all thought I hit writer’s block didn’t you? Well no I didn’t (obviously). I’ve just been tying up some loose ends on this book I’m writing. Before y’all start asking questions yes, I have a book that I’m writing and no it’s not going to come out anytime soon yet. So you may stop staring with your mouth open at your screen, you look dumb hehehe and stop thinking up of ways to get me to tell you about it before it’s out. To all those who are planning on popping up now that me = famous in future (Yeah right!), just stop. There will be no goodies for you.
Onto today’s issue. Valentine’s Day. February the 14th. A day dreaded by most (or few depending on how you look at it) men in today’s society. We all know why. Because it’s the one day of the year where our companions/friends/person-you-just-met-on-Saturday-and-gave-you-their-number of the female gender, get to take you for all you’ve got. Financially. A moment of silence please for the millions of men out there already trapped in this lose-most-of-your-money activity……………….. Moment over. Just know there are a few hundred or thousands of us out here feeling your pain.
However, it’s not that bad a day. I’d even go as far as to congratulate those taking others out on that day to a movie or dinner or whatever. You know why? Because for some of them (a really small number), a lot of action is what they will get (if you know what I mean) as the rest who have no one (which is none too surprisingly a large number) will have zero action. But my guess is a lot of lotion will be expended on that day. True story.
Still I wouldn’t blame them since, as they claim, it’s the ladies fault for not encouraging them to take them out. One of my sources (a really lonely one. Maybe I ought to hook him up or something) claimed that there are a few things putting them off from going out on a date on said date (see what I did there?). I can’t remember all of them but here is what I picked up.
The ladies expect too much. I can’t verify this since not all are the same, however the few (or many) that are like this tend to want their respective male counterparts to put them way above everything else. There’s the normal everyday put-your-lady-on-a-pedestal, but damn. This cursed day requires a pedestal so high I think it may lead you right up to Heaven’s gate. Breakfast in bed if possible, lots of expensive chocolate and candy, ice-cream, etc. pick them up, carry them around, (again for the record, I state these aren’t my views but my sources’ (yes not one) views). I don’t know about this but, it seems kind of true what with them getting extremely moody the moment you forget to do any of the above.
Another thing. All of them have multiple dates on the same day!!!! This makes it either a tendering process or for you to pick a number and wait in line. The last being the one with lots of cash and the best plans for the evening. The sources state how hurtful and ego-killing it is to drop off a lady after the date and five minutes later to see her get picked up by another brother in a flashier car than yours and she is in a hotter dress than she was in when she was with you. Burns. Right in the bloody heart (the last word has been altered to adhere to reader discretion. Hahahaha.)
What was the other thing? Hmm can’t remember now. The sources kept shouting out their reasons I couldn’t get them all. Maybe I’ll gather more data before then. But for now that’s all. To be continued on a later post hehehe.
I don’t know about you all but my plans include a movie, myself, a soft drink and maybe, just maybe, that-random-person-I-met-on-Saturday-who-gave-me-her-number (sad right? Hahahaha. Stop laughing. It’s serious. I mean it.) Otherwise have a great night. Night Blade out.