So my dating tip of the day comes from one of my worst, yet most productive dating experiences. It's sort of like the cardio of dating for me.
Well it was the worst because I was embarrassed even though I really had no reason to be. It was the most productive because I ended up in a relationship eventually because of that date.
Here's why I was so embarrassed.
So first of all to give you some back story. There were these twins who really, really didn't like me in my high school. They called me all sorts of derogatory names. They had played a number of girls, which is still a mystery to me because a) they were ugly and b) they were tool bags so why any girl would want to date them is still a puzzle. These girls combined forces and determined that to get back at these guys they would set me up with the girl that one of those tools had a crush on. The guy heard about this and actually warned my date about this plot.
I pick her up with my best friend. (Thank heaven for good wingmen.) We go to pick up his blind date, her best friend. We go to dinner at 7 and then go bowling. We forgot to tell them that we were bowling and both wore sandals and the alley didn't sell socks. Oops #1. Communicate plans clearly to date. We forgot that bowling with 4 people doesn't take long and we finished within a half hour.
As inexperienced 16 year olds, we decided that we were going to try to fill the time. We decided to go back to my place and play pool on our family pool table. Neither of them liked pool (and they told us so). But we begged and they humored us. Then it was about 9:30 after that was exhausted. So then we scramble to find another activity and remembered my dad had keys to the local church building. Anyone who knows Mormons know that basically any and all churches come standard with a basketball court. We go to play some light basketball because my date was on the high school team.
That goes to about 10:30. Then my date hears my wingman tell her that I play the organ. She insists I play her a solo. Awkward. I only know hymns basically. So the four of us are standing around in a chapel while I am playing the organ. I finally quit and tell my buddy it's time to take them home. 10:45 p.m.
My buddy insists on using all of our date time and drives them around to look at houses. By this point I am thinking, "Dang, it's too bad this date has sucked, because I would like to take this girl out again, but I am mortified at this horrible planning." And we dropped her off. I don't remember this but my date claims that I gave her a nice firm handshake on the doorstep. This could be possible because I was pretty embarrassed.
Lesson learned: keep your first dates simple and short. If you think things are going well then cautiously feel out activities. If you don't have anything, don't waste your or your dates time. Take them home.
So the most productive part, here it goes.
My buddy tells me he wants to ask her out. I say whatever, go for it. They are both at a State Fair a month later and she walks up to him and the first words out of her mouth are, "So when's Ike going to ask me out again?" He called me, excited for me (what a stud, right?) and tells me the news. The rest was history until we decided to go steady, then we drove each other nuts and broke up.
The end.
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Thursday, December 1, 2011
The Dating Game: Girls
My usual vent is usually in relation to the opposite gender. So here is my vent about the things girls do in dating that drives me crazy.
1. Relax
If I were to make an assumption, I would say that George Foreman is a big fan of grilled chicken. I mean if not why would he go through all that trouble of making and selling that grill? If I were to make another (and more topical) assumption I would say that girls think about relationships more than guys. When it comes to dating, relax. Everything is fine. Quit analyzing us when we ask you for your phone number. Quit trying to figure out if we could get married after our first date. If you have a suspicion that something is wrong, it's probably not. Guys as a rule try to avoid problems. At least talk to us about it before you conclude anything. Or bring us some grilled chicken. Mmmm...grilled chicken. Fixes everything.
2. Never Reveal Your Cards
If I had a dime for every time a girl told me that she was interested in me and someone else simultaneously, I would have $.30. But if I had a dime for every time a girl told that to a guy I'm sure that I would not be spending my time writing this blog. So be grateful people don't give me dimes for such things. If you aren't grateful, why are you still here? Anyway. What's the point of telling me that? I'm not going to fight for you. I've only had 1-3 dates max with you. There are lots of more (normal) fish in the sea. Keep it to yourself and when I ask you on a date and you tell me that you have started dating someone else seriously, I will take my bows and find someone else. Seriously. Telling me that isn't doing anybody any favors.
3. Blood In the Water
If you want a shark to circle you put a bucket of chum in the water. Some girls seriously think that a smile and "Hi" indicates interest. It does not. And then you tell your girlfriends that we are thick for not picking up the signals. Don't be dumb. Unless if that's all you want to do is to complain about guys with your girlfriends, then by all means, I will continue to not ask you out. You're welcome.
4. Don't Be a Prude
Saying this, I don't want to fornicate with you. But, I would at some point in the relationship like to take it to a higher level of seriousness. That's my formal way of saying that I like to make out. I'm a guy. Duh. But even more than making out, cuddling. Confession: I'm a cuddle whore. Sue me. I'm dang good at it too. I also hear that a lot of other guys also like cuddling just a little more than making out, not by much, but a little bit. Anyway, I digress. If you want to make out with someone, as many girls with their VLs have told me they would like, you have to first begin by kissing someone. Weird, I know. Rarely does the progression of the relationship go from "Hi" to snogging. It requires (appropriate) levels of playful touching, cuddling then kissing. Not necessarily in that order, but as things progress and when the time's right, let it happen. Forget this, "3 dates are requisite before a formal proposal would be considered for a peck on the cheek." Shut it. Crazy girls...
5. Do Something With Yourself
I'm sure it's nice getting asked out. But waiting around for it to happen is not going to increase it's occurrence. The biggest turn off for me (and some but not all other guys) is when I have an indication that girls are just "waiting around for marriage" as is so typical in Utah. If you want to get asked out do something about it. Read books, work out, go back to school, get a job, travel, go on a mission, learn a language, attend cooking classes (there's the big one), etc...doing these things will not only increase your appeal but also increase your exposure to new prospects. Girls, the fact that you've known all along is true. Guys are stupid. Don't wait around for us.
6. Burn the List
Girls, I think, are trained from birth to make lists. It's helpful in a lot of cases. To do lists, grocery, etc. Don't they give a notepad to girls at birth? Rumor I heard somewhere. Here's a piece of advice. When it comes to guys pick 3 and throw the rest away. What do I mean? "He has to work out. He has to have a 6 figure paying job. He has to want 3 kids. He has to like to go shopping. He has to know another language. He has to have lived overseas. He has...he has...he has...(these I have heard come out of girls mouths by the way...)" Why aren't you married? Because you think you live in a Disney film. There's only 24 hours in a day and only so much we can do to be Prince Charming. Pick the top 3 most important and figure out if you can learn to live with the rest of what he brings to the table.
7. Slow Down
I like my guy friends. I like to hang out with them. Simultaneously, I like you too. There is a possible balance. Logically, as time continues, my time will slowly shift (at a rate I feel comfortable with), from them to you. Demanding my time will only scare me (and other guys) away. It really is that simple.
8. Give Us a Chance
Unless if the guy pulls up to you in a white windowless van, he probably is at least a nice guy. If he gets up the guts to ask you out, it's only courteous to say yes. Who knows maybe he will have an amazing personality that will click with yours? Confession: I am on Pinterest. (Look it up.) I know. I am like guy #5 to join Pinterest of 2 million girls. Anyway. For as many feel-good pins as I see about prejudice and inner beauty, there should be a lot more girls saying yes to guys in spite of how they look. Practice what you pin. And don't date guys who drive white windowless vans.
9. What a Girl Means to Us
9. What a Girl Means to Us
I recently heard of a girl complaining about how guys a.) don't ask her out (ironically I did and she totally was a flake to me and blew me off) and b.) that on the first date a guy doesn't show enough concern for a girl by planning inexpensive dates. Let's get real here, we aren't made of money. Let's get even more real here. The amount of money we spend on you does not directly correlate to the amount we care about you. What does it sound like to any guy that you complain about such things? You are a gold digger. Unless if we are 70 and made of money, we usually will run away from such women.
10. The Friend Zone
Recently a video came out on YouTube made by a friend of mine asking the question if girls and guys can be friends. The results of the video? A resounding "NO" and this writer agrees. Unless if the guy is gay and has no interest in women at all on a romantic level, any girl is a potential. Why else do girls love gay guys as best friends? There is no pressure of a romantic relationship. Girls, it is safe to assume that your guy friends have an interest in you on a deeper level. If you are asked out and you shut him down saying that you don't want to, "Ruin your friendship." You may have done just that. Sorry. If the guy moves on to a new set of friends. Don't be surprised. But while you go off and complain about how your best friend is so shallow, ask yourself the question, "Isn't my husband supposed to be my best friend?" So why not try it out and see if it works? You are probably going to lose the friendship one way or another, the only way to keep it? Marriage.
So there you have it. The gripes and complaints I have about dating and the opposite gender. Girls, I hope this is helpful. If not, feel free to complain in the comment section below.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
It's Time to Spice Up Your Life
With a dash of everyday guy named Ike. Let's see how this blogging thing rolls.
I always think of myself as a writer. Sure, everybody says that I am pretty good with public speaking, but really things get crazy when I start writing.
But what to write about? This is just my occasional (and perhaps not) blurb.
First, I thought about writing about music. I love music. It's my e'erythang. It sings the words I cannot speak. I write music occasionally and play a variety of instruments. But really? Is that interesting enough for somebody to read about (and myself to constantly write about)? Or maybe my heroine-like addiction to dancing and dance parties? Maybe I'll consider a support group for the dancing-addicted in the future. (I think that this would be a bad idea seeing as I would probably just further ingrain addictions with more crazy dance parties.) Is there any better way to party? I didn't think so.
Second, I considered men's (and perhaps a rant or two about women's) fashion, I mean, I like to pretend to know how to match colors.
Third, I thought about art. I love art. I constantly am lost in an art museum. I like to make up words to describe different artistic techniques to make myself feel more eclectic and then act like a snob when someone hasn't heard of it. "And I thought you loved art...hmph."
Fitness? I love working out, that is until somebody else cuts in on my machine.
Food? I love cooking especially things that are complicated and challenging like souffles. I also am a great critic of restaurants and other people's food.
Culture? Movies? Books? TV? Comedy?
Economics? Politics? International News?
Relationships? Dating? Social scene? College life?
Travel? Photography? Languages? Nations? Religions?
Gardening? Yard work? Aqua-ponics? (Look it up)
Then it hit me. Maybe a dash of everything is the only thing appropriate.
I'm not writing to create a following. Read it if it's interesting. Don't if it's not. This is my blog. These are my thoughts. This is me.
I always think of myself as a writer. Sure, everybody says that I am pretty good with public speaking, but really things get crazy when I start writing.
But what to write about? This is just my occasional (and perhaps not) blurb.
First, I thought about writing about music. I love music. It's my e'erythang. It sings the words I cannot speak. I write music occasionally and play a variety of instruments. But really? Is that interesting enough for somebody to read about (and myself to constantly write about)? Or maybe my heroine-like addiction to dancing and dance parties? Maybe I'll consider a support group for the dancing-addicted in the future. (I think that this would be a bad idea seeing as I would probably just further ingrain addictions with more crazy dance parties.) Is there any better way to party? I didn't think so.
Second, I considered men's (and perhaps a rant or two about women's) fashion, I mean, I like to pretend to know how to match colors.
Third, I thought about art. I love art. I constantly am lost in an art museum. I like to make up words to describe different artistic techniques to make myself feel more eclectic and then act like a snob when someone hasn't heard of it. "And I thought you loved art...hmph."
Fitness? I love working out, that is until somebody else cuts in on my machine.
Food? I love cooking especially things that are complicated and challenging like souffles. I also am a great critic of restaurants and other people's food.
Culture? Movies? Books? TV? Comedy?
Economics? Politics? International News?
Relationships? Dating? Social scene? College life?
Travel? Photography? Languages? Nations? Religions?
Gardening? Yard work? Aqua-ponics? (Look it up)
Then it hit me. Maybe a dash of everything is the only thing appropriate.
I'm not writing to create a following. Read it if it's interesting. Don't if it's not. This is my blog. These are my thoughts. This is me.
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