I don’t want to have to coddle or hold a guy just because he becomes so overwhelmed with emotion watching a movie. The tissues are there for me, not him. I don’t want to go into his bathroom and find more product than I have in my own. It disturbs me that he knows the brand Theory and say he wears women’s jeans because they fit better, the new skinny style.
Nothing wrong with a guy who dresses well, but metro-sexual has gone too far. I’m tired of dating guys that go to the spa more than me. I don’t mind that he uses lotion or even facial cream, I do mind that he can tell me about the new exfoliater and how ginseng is good for my skin.
It bothers me that he doesn’t know the difference between a crescent wrench, a pipe wrench, or even a socket wrench. I’m tired of being the one that has to fix his leaky faucet. I don’t like it that he’s on a three day diet because he feels like he has too much water weight.
I like to have my door open for me. Not because I can’t do it myself, but it’s polite. I love it when a guy gets up when I leave the table, even if it’s only partially.
There is a difference between men and women, and that’s the way I like. There is a balance between the two. I’m not saying that women aren’t equal to men, they are, however it doesn’t mean we should be uni-sexed. There are things that men do better than women and things that women do better than men, see physical differences. This in no turn mean that I don’t want women to have professions that men may dominant currently, like firefighters. If my house is in flamed and I’m passed out on the floor I don’t care what sex you are, as long as you can carry my lumpy butt down the stairs safely, I’m all yours.
I just miss dating a man.
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July 01, 2007 03:51 PM EDT
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But it's still funny they always try to lift things that everyone knows are too heavy. Gosh, my dad was a funny man come to think of it.
Actually this was in reference to two very um, "special" people I dated while in New York. I did however get introduced to a very nice lip balm by one of them though.
Heather, this is too weird. I also had a friend who was a metro...he showed me what lotions were great for soft skin, and he liked to watch the Real World for fashion ideas. He'd also take HOURS getting ready for the day. He was married to a sugar momma.
I don't like guys to open my door, though, unless I'm holding groceries on one hand and a screaming kid on the other.
Been there done that. For awhile I found myself attracted to men who dressed better than me, knew product better than me, etc etc but come to find out that it was too much of a good thing.
OH by the way I was on a campus fire department. I had been on a fire department before so I was voted fire chief by the members of the department. Part of my job was to train everyone else to handle the hoses and truck. Out of 12 on the department I was the only male. My ladies could do anything another fire department could do, it might take 2 of the ladies to do what one man could do but they got the job done.. The town had 3 paid fire fighters and most were volunteers. One day the fire whistle went off while a few of us were talking. We grabbed a car and went to the fire to see if we could help. I worked using a water hose on the fire and my ladies work the truck making use every thing was working well. After the fire was put out all the other volunteers got in their cars and left. Ladies and myself stayed and helped pack hoses and clean up. The next day I was pulled on the carpet by the dean of men for taking the young ladies to the fire. I thanked him and left. I do not care what the dean said I would stack my ladies against any bodies department.