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And Then, Suu, There's The Women

Started by Doktor Howl, July 03, 2011, 07:00:27 AM

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Mesozoic Mister Nigel

Quote from: Tiddleywomp Cockletit on October 25, 2013, 06:54:04 PM
That one WAS a little...urgh.  :lol:

But most of the stuff was great. This got my attention:

Quote from: Doktor Howl on July 03, 2011, 07:27:17 AM
4.  They actively attempt to sabotage the relationships or potential relationships of everyone around them, claiming that the SO or potential SO "doesn't measure up" for one reason or another.  Sometimes they're fucking sneaky arse biscuits about it, too.  One day, you're doing great with your new girl, the next she won't return your call.  Seems your "friend" made a call to your girl and "warned" her.  Girl talk, you know?  Just trying to "prevent disaster". This translates out to "that relationship isn't about me, so it has to go."

THIS.

THIS. THIS. THIS. THIS. THIS.

There's variations of it, some of them will wait a few months if they think the guy has money. During this time he's "THE ONE" (I hate that expression) according to them (not him) and they'll be on and on about it until you have to AVOID them to keep from getting the bullshit expectations ground into your head.

After a few months they'll hit you up for money. And when you say you don't have it, they'll be all "YOU'RE BROKE??!?? IF HE MAKES YOU FEEL LIKE YOU CAN'T ASK HIM FOR HELP YOU DON'T NEED HIM, IF HE WAS ANY GOOD HE WOULDN'T LET YOU STARVE TO DEATH, BLAH BLAH WOOF..."

This kind of shit is so prevalent that we learn at an early age to automatically tune out other women when it comes to guys. Which is a shame, because some women really do have valid points on the subject and aren't playing bullshit games.

I've never tuned out other women when it comes to guys. In my experience the worst sin of my friends is NOT telling me when a guy is a worthless sack of shit, which is why I have a pact with them now wherein they agree to tell me, and I agree to LISTEN.

I have met some women who are utter sacks of sabotaging shit (particularly the three I mentioned in the dating for dinner thread), but I'm pretty good at avoiding friendship with them.
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


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Mesozoic Mister Nigel

There are posts on this forum from my divorce era that I only dimly remember, and kind of hope to never see again... but which I should never forget, because I don't want to be that asshole again.
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Suu

I'm pretty sure both you and I had our divorces in the February Thread, quite simply the most depressing and cursed thread in the history of PD.
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Mesozoic Mister Nigel

Quite likely. I believe mine dragged out for about three years.
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."