First off, I’d like to say that your wit, practicality, and directness are refreshing. Very few people, as you know, say it like it is in the Love arena, so bravo! Here is my self-pitying question:
I am a young (early twenties) woman, and have, after a traumatic heartbreak four years ago, had a strange brew of luck in the area of love. One could analyze my past and come up with various psychological reasons for my current delima, but I don’t want to hear that crap; I’ve already been there and done that, worked through my shit so-to-say. I want it to be laid flat out on the table in your style.
(Though the following may come accross as conceited, egotistical, etc., I am no such thing and am just stating the facts).
I’ve been reinforced throughout my life, that I am a beautiful woman physically and so on. I take care of myself and feel highly confident that I am a damb good catch. I’m educated, witty, enjoyable company to the majority of people I meet, I’m open-minded, adventurous, affectionate. I love sex. I love to laugh and appreciate excentric humor. I’m laid back, calm, an excellent listener, talented, strong and independent yet very feminine. I’m a deep thinker and feeler, but I’m also very practical and therefore, can understand some of the male sexs’ frustrations with relationships and women.
(For example: I despise Shania Twain’s song “Any Man of Mine” because it represents a woman that no man (knowingly) should put up with!)
I have high standards of men in relationships because I’ve experienced the good stuff and, psychologically speaking, have a strong relationship with my father and brother, who are outstanding representations of the male sex. I don’t believe I should settle and be in an unhealthy relationship just to prevent loneliness and curb social pressures of inadequecy.
So… my question is, why the hell am I not saught after like a beer Brautwerst? I rarely get approached or hit on and I’ve been single for a bit longer than I’d like. Do high-caliber men exist out there and, if so, do they ever come out of the woodwork? Are the men who hit on women aggressively, perceptive enough to be intimidated by a high-caliber woman? Have I been fooled, by myself and others, into believing that I am all of the above things, including attractive, all my life? The questions could go on, but I think you get my point.
If you have any response to this, spill it out in big bold letters for me in your next column.
Thanks for your time and divine wisdom. Keep up your smashing style!
Beer Braut Woman
Every Wednesday, the High-Caliber Men’s Club meets at the Alamo Palomino Lounge to discuss high caliber stuff. Last week, they allowed me to attend.
First, there was an interesting discussion about what defines a high-caliber woman. Eventually, everyone agreed on three qualities that are most important… humility, courage and good spelling.
Next, I asked the group if they were perceptive enough to be intimidated by high-caliber women. They laughed a lot. Then, they explained the Female Myth of Intimidation. Sometimes, when a woman isn’t pursued by men, she tells herself it’s because men are intimidated by her. It’s like when a guy gets rejected and blames it on lesbianism. Or, when a fox can’t get any grapes, then decides they’re probably sour anyway. In fact, high caliber men aren’t intimidated by anything (except marriage and the IRS). However, low-caliber and medium-caliber men are intimidated by models, actresses and women who use big words.
Finally, the group discussed hypocrisy. Evidently, there are many women who want political, economic and social equality, but don’t want to risk getting rejected by asking a guy out. Evidently, these passive women wait for men to approach them As every man knows, confronting your fear of rejection requires courage. It’s difficult to consider a woman equal, let alone high-caliber, if she’s unable to face the rejection that the average 16 year-old boy faces every day. This discussion made me think about your situation. Maybe, you could stop waiting for men to hit on you, and you could start hitting on men. It’s a damb good idea.