Correction: Rich Guys Do Not Actually Give Women More Orgasms
Oh, dear. There go my plans for the future.
The best non-platonic thing a guy ever gave me was a second-hand book. But my life doesn't really set itself up for the gift-giving. Okay,
I
don't set my life up for the non-platonic gift-giving. I take responsibility.
I cannot imagine getting bling, or expensive clothes, or rent, or car payments. And I look at the people I know who have, and I still can't work it out. I mean, they're pretty and vivacious and stuff, but still...
Okay, I've been running this directory listing off to a text file for almost an hour now. It's only 34,000 files. Why is it taking so long?
When I lived in DC, my friend K had a friend who had basically fallen into a situation where she was a kept mistress - rent payments, jewelry, clothes, spending money, the works. Which, whatev. Where it got fucked up (and where we all found out about it) was when the friend was moving and asked K if she wanted to take over for her.
A world of ew. (And she didn't, for the record.)
Ew. Wouldn't you at least want to think that a long-term arrangement like that was at least partly about you specifically? I mean, you couldn't just swap in another woman at random??
I know! I mean, I've found my own replacement for jobs before. But not
that
job.
When I was 20 and working as a lifeguard in some pretty posh buildings this Patrick Stewartesque nurosurgeon made a play for me. This was the day
after
my manager had oh-so-casually brought up that the Dr. had a wife, but she was always at their place "in the country".
Occasionally when I write my student loan check I wonder.
I know! I mean, I've found my own replacement for jobs before. But not that job.
Ha! I'd COMM this if the context weren't so creepy.
I mean, you couldn't just swap in another woman at random??
I just imagine the guy saying, "Something seems different about you, did you do something with your hair?"
I've turned down a couple trips from guys trying to impress me. I'm not entirely sure why I turned them down, since I was enjoying spending time with both of them. I guess I didn't want to be "that girl." In hindsight, I'd have been even more "that girl" than I would have thought, so it turned out okay.
But no one has offered me money or anything substantial. I managed a free meal and a t-shirt out of hanging with one of them, but that wasn't from him--he was given free food and a shirt too.
I think, creep notwithstanding, that deserves a COMM, when you put Gud's comment on the end.
