I’m going to take a shot in the dark and assume that most of my reader’s have had a significant partner at one time or another. This is integral to hopefully prove my point as you read on.
Women, white or dark, love a tall glass of whine. They love nothing more than to verbally pour a detailed bouquet of self expression. It can be about anything, everything and anywhere, sometimes all three. A good robust whine can be centered on work, family, friends or her lifeblood, facebook. As long as she is heard by someone who cares; that’s you. And, since every action she makes needs an equal and opposite reaction, she wants you to listen; and occasionally retort.
That is a problem. Mainly because many of us men were manufactured with a listen & care gauge. That’s right, there’s a limit to how much we can listen to and care about in a single sitting.
Allow me to explain and solve.
There comes a time in every man’s life when we deserve to be left alone without the responsibility of having to dialogue. Times like these come around few and far between and sometimes blatantly exude, “I’m not in the mood to care or listen.” That’s right gents, “not talk, but listen. There’s a difference.
Maybe you don’t keep a mental record of them as I do, but there are many times when I’m okay to listen, yet under the influence of another challenge so a response can’t… it ain’t gonna happen. This usually occurs mostly when you’re watching your show or game and your woman presents something you are to care about equally like what she didn’t get for the made-up calendar insert “Valentine’s Day” or the newest installments of her friend’s 12 week old son, to see how big he’s gotten.
Problem is, not only could you care less to hear about what Glenn got Kelly or how big Jen’s son is… you definitely don’t want to hear about it, and now she’s wants you to respond.
SIDEBAR: Stop showing of pictures of children we don’t know. Seriously, Stop.
Gents, every now and then we catch a break and get lucky. I’m talking about those days and nights that we’re not on speaking to each other, which means we’re not listening to each other. It’s almost selfish that it feels kind of rewarding.
But, in the case you get caught having to care and listen to your woman’s problems, solutions or rants, just remember this…
She is searching you for information. She is literally Google-ing you. So be prepared. Do what I’ve learned to do. When she finishes her pointless (meaningless) anecdote, and presses you attention search button, simplee do this: pick out a few keywords, smile and respond.
That’s right…
When she starts to pour her whine, her verbal bouquet, look at her, act to mean it, quickly give her your top result… and cheese.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
SAY NO TO KNOWING
Never ask your woman (or man, personal choice) a question you are not ready to hear the answer to. Better yet… some questions are better left unasked, and answers unknown.
However… this is where I contradict myself. Most romantics would say that you should be able to ask and say anything to the one you’re with, and yes, I guess that’s true. But, let’s be honest the when and where is what truly matters.
Case in point… When you’re in bed many things are allowed, but never (when I say never, I mean never) ask your woman “Who’s the best?” Do not ask, unless she brings it up. She’ll tell you when she wants you to know or when she’s been with you so long she forgot about the real guy who was. Because the truth is, it may not be you. And, the truth could severely ruin the rest of the night. Trust me, I know.
There’s nothing like being in the heat of the moment, overcome with passion, kissing and biting then all of a sudden you bellow out, “Who’s the Best,” and with conviction she yearns… “Jamal!”
Only problem is your name’s not Jamal, it’s Kevin.
Be careful what you ask for. I’m just saying…
…your girlfriend’s favorite comic"
-tonee bell
However… this is where I contradict myself. Most romantics would say that you should be able to ask and say anything to the one you’re with, and yes, I guess that’s true. But, let’s be honest the when and where is what truly matters.
Case in point… When you’re in bed many things are allowed, but never (when I say never, I mean never) ask your woman “Who’s the best?” Do not ask, unless she brings it up. She’ll tell you when she wants you to know or when she’s been with you so long she forgot about the real guy who was. Because the truth is, it may not be you. And, the truth could severely ruin the rest of the night. Trust me, I know.
There’s nothing like being in the heat of the moment, overcome with passion, kissing and biting then all of a sudden you bellow out, “Who’s the Best,” and with conviction she yearns… “Jamal!”
Only problem is your name’s not Jamal, it’s Kevin.
Be careful what you ask for. I’m just saying…
…your girlfriend’s favorite comic"
-tonee bell
Thursday, November 19, 2009
The Cashless Cold-Blooded Ice Breaker
Times are too tough to waste money on something that’s going to be meaningless anyway. There are still a few ways to be flashy without having to wear rhinestone shirts. So, quit buying that bitch $15 martini’s to strike up conversation. It’s not that we can’t afford it, the question is… should we have to? Don’t get it twisted, there are plenty of ways to get a woman to notice you, make her giggle and impress her without Andrew Jackson doing the talking for you… that is, if it’s a real woman you want.
Try this on for size. One afternoon when you’re with the fella’s at the sports bar or maybe a happy hour with friends try the “On Me.” This may prove to be a bit corny, but I have to say, it works… always.
So…
The woman that has earned your attention… verify that she has sent you the invite, “the eye,” and return it. Next, have the bartender deliver two large waters with ice, and lemons on a saucer (or however many girlfriends she’s with). The bartender should say, “compliments of the gentlemen at the bar (or where ever you are sitting).” That’s when you graciously accept the gratitude; usually with a slight hand gesture and head nod. Never bite the lip, that’s too much. This is when you judge her sense of humor, if she has one. If she does, she will smile and say thank you, minutes later swoop in like the hawk you are.
Who knew ice water was such a great ice breaker..?
"...your girlfriend's favorite comic"
-tonee bell
Watch out for: "GAMEOVER" the movie
Try this on for size. One afternoon when you’re with the fella’s at the sports bar or maybe a happy hour with friends try the “On Me.” This may prove to be a bit corny, but I have to say, it works… always.
So…
The woman that has earned your attention… verify that she has sent you the invite, “the eye,” and return it. Next, have the bartender deliver two large waters with ice, and lemons on a saucer (or however many girlfriends she’s with). The bartender should say, “compliments of the gentlemen at the bar (or where ever you are sitting).” That’s when you graciously accept the gratitude; usually with a slight hand gesture and head nod. Never bite the lip, that’s too much. This is when you judge her sense of humor, if she has one. If she does, she will smile and say thank you, minutes later swoop in like the hawk you are.
Who knew ice water was such a great ice breaker..?
"...your girlfriend's favorite comic"
-tonee bell
Watch out for: "GAMEOVER" the movie
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