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19 September 2007

Frogs and Dogs

As much as I hate to complain about guys and men in general, since so many of my friends are male, I have to express my current frustration with the male population... and yes, I choose to do so publicly where the whole world can read it if they wanted. Oh the power of blogs... believe me now, you have some power too... you don't have to read this.



In a city such as New York, there has to be a decent guy right? At least one out there that is capable of dating for even a short time. Alas, I seem to be wrong, or perhaps I just run into the wrong characters. For example:

  • Creepy train guy: He is the guy who merely looks you up and down on the train, not trying to be discrete or sly about it... he just looks you up and down as if you're a piece of meat. Quite often he is alone, but in the event that he is with one or two other people the creepiness is only intensified.
  • Not so Creepy train guy: He is the one who when the train is relatively empty can sense that said female is either upset or simply disheveled. He strikes up a conversation trying to impress you, showing you that he is the sensitive guy who cares that your day is a little off. He is also the one who clams up and doesn't know what to do when you can actually talk back, more intelligently about the subject he is trying to impress you with.
  • Men walking on the street: They are the ones who while you're walking to or from work say things like, "Oh, beautiful eyes, come with me, let me take you out," or "Hey pretty lady, I can show you a good time." I have no words for these men... they are not even worth the breath.
  • Men in Cars: The ones who whistle or blow you kisses from their big old broken down van or truck. Can I just ask what kind of response they are expecting? I DON'T want to be cat called at when I am working, let alone be kissed at. It makes me feel like a spectacle.
  • Older Men: This guy is in the "at least 20 years older than you" category. You come across him in a work situation usually. He is the one who will say things to your face that are very flattering and complimentary, but when you turn around and he's left with his guys says things like "I wish I could take a bite out of that." 1. I am sure younger guys comment like that too, but its worse coming from older men, and 2. If you're going to say things like that do it when I am not in ear shot.
  • Networking: He is the one who, whilst you are merely trying to branch out and network as a newbie to your industry, tries to impress you by inviting you to parties that he can't actually get you into. He over shares, is sketchy, proud of the fact that he is macking on a girl about 20 years younger, and expects you to pay for everything while he whispers sweet nothings in your ear...
  • Bar guy-sports: He is the one who will over hear you talking sports and decide that it is his job to correct your opinion while flirting with you. He finds out that your team is his teams opponent and he points out "you know they lost, right?" then proceeds to try to flirt a little more, and repeats it... and repeats this situation, until you want to kill him. I don't care whether my team lost or not, its still my team... personal opinion (emphasis on personal)
  • Bar Idiot: This one is the gem, the cream of the crop for he initially seems to be decent. Not bad looking, interesting to talk to, nice enough. Then as he drinks a little more, he gets oafish, idiotic and rude. Points out to his friends (out of your group of friends) that you are the one he likes... like hes calling dibs on you, loud enough for you to hear... he says "I want to take you out." To which one kindly responds with "call me when you're sober, then we will talk." But see that consideration of giving him a chance when he's sober is completely eradicated when he does something stupid, for example: accidentally spill his drink on your foot once, and proceed to do so again two more times purposely, while maintaining that you're mean and he wants to take you out.

There are of course others, but these are the ones that stick out in my head. Don't get me wrong, I am always nice to these guys... though I occasionally start a slight argument because I don't back down on my opinions. I mean maybe they are all really nice... I will give them the benefit of the doubt. Their pick-up execution, however, is all wrong though. Where do they come up with this stuff? The decent ones all seem to have girl friends or are gay, though these are the ones who make the best and most genuine friends. These are the ones who should have girl friends.

Every once in a while you will find an awesome guy, who you yourself may have initially tried not to let yourself fall for. As you get to know him though, you forget about trying not to let yourself fall and just enjoy the time you're with him as you find him interesting and fun. It's so natural that you don't even realize when you begin to flirt with him, or when he flirts back. It eventually gets to a point where, despite poor timing, you want to see where things go because you're into each other. And of course, the bad timing goes both ways. Perhaps you missed this small window of opportunity... or perhaps the window is still opening and you're just trying to force it open.

Moral of the story: Be patient and look for opening doors or windows that might lead you to the right person, and until you find that right person have fun with the interesting characters you meet along the way. So you're going to have to kiss a lot of frogs, and encounter a lot of dogs, but eventually you will meet Prince Charming or some variation there in that works for your story.

09 September 2007

Be Careful What You Wish For...

Because you just might get it all.


Little did I know on August 5th when I boarded the bus to move up to NYC for the duration of the independent horror film that life would take such a turn. Now, 6 weeks later I have my own place and the promise of continual work here in the city.

I make mention of be careful what you wish for; as a child at heart and a dreamer, I take wishing very seriously. I make wishes every chance I get: birthdays, first time in a new church, shooting star, first star of the evening, eye lashes on the cheek, etc. You name it, I've wished upon it. Wishing helps keep faith alive.

That is not to say I leave it all up to fate, or the cosmos, or the great beyond to make it happen. Wishes get the ball rolling, but once its rolling its up to you to take care of it, foster it and make it a reality. Wishes turn into dreams and dreams eventually reality. That moment when you recognize that your dreams are no longer dreams but are becoming the life you lead and the path you are following is one of the most amazing feelings.

Some time between hopping on the bus with one suitcase, a computer case and a purse, and moving into my own apartment, that moment occurred for me. I can't explain it, but you know it when you feel it. Surely its not something you feel everyday, or may ever feel; but if you take the chance and give into your heart's desire, it will follow there after.