One by one, my friends are dropping out

It’s weird what the feelings of loneliness will do to a man, what the difference between the front you put up and the reality that you live will eventually make you choose. And my friends are choosing a mediocre life, one by one, and it seems easy.

Take my roomate – who I’ve previously mentioned is a tall, charming 200k+ a year earner who’s only 26. That’s a catch if I’ve ever heard of one. Yet his love of alcohol, lack of self love (he didn’t even have a bed for the first 5-6 months we lived together), and rejections because of his appearance (as I’ve mentioned in a previous post) have caused him to strike out with the young attractive women that we all love, and instead he landed in the arms of his new girl. She is 33, she lives on the west coast, and she is chubby. Still, she seems to make him happy, which is all you can really ask for (and to be honest, I’m glad he’s happy). But how long can you sustain your happiness? How long before your natural shallow side takes over?

It’s easy to isolate it and ignore it. Just ignore all the beautiful women on TV as “fake Hollywood girls that get paid to look good”, avoid the fancy nightlife neighborhoods like the meatpacking district in NYC where hotties seem to congregate at clubs you can’t get into, spend your days isolated in an office so you can make that paper and avoid seeing these beautiful girls in the daytime when they frolic around, and finally, when you need to have a drink, go to your local bar, where it’s a sausagefest at worst, or has girls that are comparable to your own at best. See, it’s not that hard.

Until you slip.

And the slip is always sudden. It happens unexpectedly, when the caste system that is NYC nightlife is broken, and you find one or more of those super hotties who usually roam the Meatpacking clubs suddenly at your bar. You can tell by the  nervous looks on the face of the average girls who up until the minute ago the hottest girls in the venue – there is something else out there and it just slipped in uninvited. Usually the story ends there, as such girls rarely enter the dive bars without a male escort or 7.

But wait, there’s more!

But on some nights you see her with her friends, you see she’s wearing a Scooby Doo t-shirt that you already prepared 3 awesome icebreakers on, and shes so close that you just need to turn your head to talk to her. And you say “what the heck, shes probably a bitch anyway, lets confirm that”. And you approach, you say your Scooby Doo line, she giggles, and you start talking about cartoons you liked as kids. And it progresses, and you talk freely, you’re happy, and before you know it, another slip happens… You unknowingly bring up topics that are a “no no” around your girlfriend… You realize this a bit too late since you’ve conditioned yourself to avoid these things or else face the wrath… but what’s this… all is well, she is cool, a cool that you almost forgot. And then…

What a mindfuck. Your girl that you settled on because “nothing better” exists just got shown up in every single way. What do you do? I’ll leave the rest up to you, because such situations WILL happen, and how you make it out of them is up to you alone.

And the kicker – these guys have the audacity to give you dating advice to make you join their ranks. “Listen man, I know why you’re lonely and thinking about the meaning of life, but that’s because you date these 20 year olds, what you need is a mature woman and a more demanding job. I mean we’re now adults so we need to start acting like it“. Sure bro. I’ll wait till your slip. Then we’ll talk. You know that as a friend I’ll be there for you.

As for me – I think I’ll be immature for a little while. I am not opposed to the idea of dating long term or marriage, in fact, as old school as I am, I would welcome it, but only if the girl is really truly a loving loyal life partner that I can’t take my eyes off of. I could have had a summer fling – she was 28, made 100K+ a year and lived in my block (I met her while doing a 2 minute drill at my local bar), my “mature adult” friends would approve, but she was a 6 that refused blowjobs and I knew the slip would be imminent, especially in the summer. I’ve been there before…

I had a serious girlfriend for over a year last year. She was what a “grown up” relationship was all about. Everyone approved, I began to settle, peeling off the layers of my former self till I was beginning to act unrecognizable… “This is the best that I could do” I told myself, “Time to grow up”. Until the one night which signaled the beginning of the end – until the night I went to my local dive bar and saw the girl in the Scooby Doo tshirt.

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6 Responses to One by one, my friends are dropping out

  1. Socialkenny says:

    Who’s to say that your friend who has the chubby will be come shallow?

    Now that’s a shallow thing to assume.

    • Morgan says:

      Everyone is shallow. Some people just lie about it.

      Everybody has a friend with the chubby gf, and everybody knows that dude is settling. Hard.

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