Girls are Dumb

I have a friend who had been in a committed relationship for about a million years. Some time ago, they broke up because my friend cheated–multiple times– with a person five years older who was also in a blasted relationship.
I have another friend who, for all outward appearances, was knocked up by a man nine years her senior.
There’s about twelve other stories I could tell you (but I won’t, because it’d be a huge violation of their privacy) about girls who are relationshipily retarded.

What is it about women that they have to find the absolute worst guy on the planet? Is it a contest? Are they trying to make us nice guys kill ourselves? Are they trying to kick evolutionary theory in the ass?

I strongly suspect this three prong plan is at the forefront of all women’s minds as they try to snatch a hubby:

  1. Pick a man with high potential (read: attractiveness)
  2. Make him fall in love with you
  3. Change him to meet his potential (read: modify his personality)

Well, ladies, I have some news for you. Men do not change. Whatever you don’t like about your guy now will bother you forever. Whether it’s bad enough to live with or not is up to you. Trust me on this (I know you won’t, but humor me), as a man with personality out the wazoo, I can promise you that you will never shape the guy into what you want him to be.

Never.

I have a friend who had been in a committed relationship for about a million years. Some time ago, they broke up because my friend cheated–multiple times– with a person five years older who was also in a blasted relationship. I have another friend who, for all outward appearances, was knocked up by a man…

7 Comments

  1. Actually, men do change. I’m incredibly dynamic. Thing is, I only change as a result of random internal movement (kinesis). Should I change from what you believed to be your gentle pronging (taxis), it will have only been by luck, and I will eventually move at of that state as well.

  2. I do, but I never use it on the count that I hate all things msn, so you’ll never find me online.

    I do, however, have a Yahoo! deal that I frequent quite often. Let’s hear it now, it’s Pixel to the underscore to the Q to the underscore to the Styx at the Yahoo dot the com.

    Got it? Good.

    I hear that MSN and Yahoo! can message betwixt the twain, but I’ve never seen it in practice. Care to find out?

  3. ok, you are really strange, but i do agree that a woman will NEVER change a man as much as a man says that they will change they never do, EVER.

  4. Yo, Drew. I think she was talking to you.

    Also, I figured out what I have to do to get hundreds of comments on my blog: make witty observations about day to day life. More on this soon.

  5. You sure about that pix? I’m not the one with the D to the R to the E double U. But just to be safe, I’ll defend myself anyways.

    I’m not strange! Not in any way that would detract from my Oh so lovable that is. Actually, I’m not that lovable… yet, but there’s no way she could have known that.

    “Why in my die we wore onions around our belt. Yellow onions, none of them fancy white ones cause of the war. Well, to make a long story short is a phrase whose origins are complicated and rambling.”

    -Grampas 5:23