I read a blog entry somewhere (www.mashable.com maybe) about what it means to build a personal brand online. It said don’t write stuff that’s too personal. Don’t write about topics that might be ‘taboo’ in a conversation with new people. Don’t write about sex, or doing drugs, or anything like that.
Fuck it.
I have a lot more fun writing about dumb subjects like those than I do writing about my work. Don’t get me wrong—I love my work! But I’d much rather make you guys laugh or think about yourselves than make you inspired to understand the business behind social marketing.
So I’m going to talk about gaggles of hot chicks like the ones in the picture above, and how distractingly dumb they are sometimes.
I just wasted about five minutes of my life looking at pictures of some girls I know. They’re in this sort of gang, they all go out together and take these ridiculous photos together, and it makes them look like the most interesting people on the planet. And, at times, I sometimes start to believe that. I’ve definitely spent a fair share of my adult life trying to infiltrate those groups in hopes of taking one home—sometimes successfully, often unsuccessfully.
But the biggest problem is always after one of those successful tries. I get so fed up with who the girls turn out to be that I feel compelled to be as quick to dismiss them as possible. I don’t, because it’s really unfair and dickish to do so, but I want to almost always. Because these girls are beautiful on the outside and, unfortunately, often not as beautiful on the inside.
Isn’t that the way it works though? Especially with time spent. If a guy spends some discernible amount of time trying to impress a girl out of his physical league to sleep with him, does he not deserve to move on to the next challenge when he succeeds? That’s the most instinctive way that we’re designed to operate, and honestly, a decent meter for balancing the morality of a situation.
Let’s say a guy is ‘into’ a girl for six months. They never date seriously, maybe make out here and there; but nothing comes of it until one particular night when the two end up sleeping together. The young man has spent six months essentially working toward this end—whether it be emotional or physical in nature—and completed the task at hand, as it were.
I’m not suggesting that hitting it and quitting it is a good way to go through life. I am however suggesting that these girls might as well be asking for that kind of ending to a ‘relationship’ if they’ve been paid out in the months leading up to its ending. I’d suggest we all go into certain situations thinking we’ll get something out of it, no matter which side we’re playing. Girls? Does this sound wrong?
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