Original post date - Thursday, June 02, 2005
Women

This will no doubt be one of many rants about women and how I have not ever, do not currently, and will not ever understand them. I went out with two of my female friends last night (Champ and Special K) and we had a few drinks. We got to talking about guys, girls and relationships in general. They were complaining that the cute bartender isn't honest with them and then they started saying that no guys are honest. Well, I had to object. For the most part, I am extreamly honest with girls. I am a nice guy, very sweet, usually funny, occaisonally crude; however, if I am not interested in anything serious, I inform that right up front. However, as every man knows, a woman is going to do what she wants to do when she wants to do it. Sometimes, guys, this works to our advantage. I recently told a girls -on the night I met her- that I was not interested in dating her and therefore we should get too serious. Now I don't know if girls take this as a dare or what, but this apparently is no deterrant. In this case, it made her try harder to sleep with me. Of course, I'm only human, and I'm a guy ta boot, so of course she "won" in the end and I slept with her "no strings attatched" (her words, not mine). But then she got bent out of shape a week later when I ran into her while I was out and was with a few other people (some of them being girls). Now, I told her right up front I wasn't going to be serious, advised her that she shouldn't sleep with me because I might not be the best at follow-up correspondence and she still got pissy with me. Now, back to last night, I was telling two girls who I just hang out with, nothing sexual, about this spacific instance and they were so upset with me. "Woody, how could you do that!!?!?", followed up with angry slaps on the shoulder and then"You're a dog!!" What? Did I miss something? I was completely honest with the girl, told her up front how it was gonna be, and when it went that way, and I'M the one who is wrong? Fucking crazy. AND! To top it all off, now Special K decided she wants to sleep with me to see what it's like. Oh, sure..I'm a dog but it's ok that she wants to sleep with me? See what I mean? Confusing! Whatever. Well, you know what, this is one time where I am not gonna do it. Let her go dial zero on the pink telephone. Dammit. Now I'm frustrated and I need a beer.