Being a single woman in the greater Los Angeles area, I must say, like most every city, there is no shortage of complete and utter douchebags. These douchebags give the male race (and the ones that date them) a bad name and thereby ruin it for everyone.
To be fair, there is a perfectly acceptable balance between douchebag and prince charming. If a man is too nice for example, his chances of sleeping with me reduce drastically.
I didn’t used to know what I wanted. I was a whiney baby. But I since pulled my head out of my ass and realized exactly what that is.
I discussed it a bit in the blog “Emotional Masochism” but for those that didn’t catch that, here’s a rough recap:
For me, I’m looking for a very specific catch.
- I want a man that’s not afraid to be a man. That means- driven, passionate, goal oriented, and provider. I do not care about how much money you make. I tend to be drawn to artists just as I am successful people. I have dated high on the food chain finance wise, as well as at the bottom.
John Lennon once said “All you need is love.” And when done properly, he’s completely right.
- I want someone that’s compassionate to my needs, but I also don’t want a doormat. You have needs too and sometimes I’m a disrespectful bitch about them. Make sure I remember that, but do it in a way that’s nonverbal or verbal when needed and in a way that I feel secure.
- There is a fine line between emotional abuse and tough love. I think every woman needs to learn where that line is for her and pass it along to her gent. If he’s a gent, he will understand. If he’s not, then proceed to walk all over him and let him know that he’s not.
- I want someone who is going to be there when needed. But I do not need a constant babysitter. Babysitters are for girls, and I am a woman. Granted, there are times when I’m also in need of a babysitter. However that’s what female friends are for, and/or a therapist. My problems aren’t your problems. A real woman takes care of all of that for herself.
What is it that I want?
Control enough to lose control and yet still be all right.
But this is in regards to a recent email I was sent, by username Durgie.
I belong to quite a few websites and internet dating is the same as in every metropolitan area. Quite frankly, there’s an epidemic of douchebags in the greater.. resident planet all of us hail from. However if anyone from the Moon is reading this, I’d just like to mention that I’d love to taste moon cheese at some point. I’m a conneseuir of cheeses and.. well I hear that is epic in nature.
Here are the letters exchanged between me and Mr “Durgie:”
Durgie [2.16.9, 9pm]:
boo* happy late valentines =) keep warm, and if not.. i have blankets ;D
Me [2.16.9, 11:06pm]:
LOL. happy commercially induced saccarin pocketbook drain day to you too 😛
& welcome to (name of the site)
Durgie [2.27.9, 1:30pm (apparently my work computer shows the future)]:
oh you know it!!! more of a reason for a guy to buy a girl chocolates to get laid!
Ok Mr. At this point you are deemed pathetic as well as a loser and need to be told as such. Prepare to be vaporized.
Me [2.27.9, a few minutes prior to transcribing this post, but showing at 3:30pm work computer time (i hope that means its beer thirty soon then)]:
Just because I have the aka of that on the net, does not mean that I’m into you. If I am, I’ll let you know.
Otherwise, comments like yours are really just in poor taste.
It’s things like that that are probably why people like you don’t get laid that often. Except in which case, that you live in LA. There are plenty of dumb broads that will think those comments are flattering.
I am not one of them however.
Have a most splendid Friday. Best of luck to you. And please refrain from messages like the one below ever again, or I will block you. Furthermore, just an FYI, that won’t work on about 85% of women, regardless of what location you happen to live in. So unless you really want to be fucking that bunny rabbit as your avatar on here shows, you might want to remember that.
So there you have it. Today’s douchebag of the week award goes to you Mr Durgie.
And now I have to go record some video for a project to be announced later this week.
Ciao and happy hunting ladies & gents.