Yes, the modern man is most certainly an evolution. Long gone are the men who call when they say they might and most certainly are those times distant on the horizon when a modern male had a case of general reliability. Ask the modern male when your next date is, and he will flee as swiftly as a gazelle from water at the nearest sight of a crocodile on the prowl. Expect him to stick to the dinner date you've both discussed on your previous date and just as you think you have a sense of comfort and normalcy he throws a dangerous curve ball directly at your ego and perhaps heart when he texts you last minute to cancel. Its highly likely that he made the decision to cancel 15 minutes after regrettably making the plans however in typical modern (cowardly) male fashion he cancels via text within hours of the date.
So what exactly are we facing here. Perhaps a case of a modern shell of a man that once was or never could be? Is this what women have to look forward to? The evolution of man to coward? And as time goes on the stories get more and more elaborate and complecated and its almost always that the woman is left confused and pensive towards her next suitor. Most of the time is becomes terribly simple for a woman to actually say at the first warning sign of modern male stupidity that they will also flee unabashedly. However, we women know quite well it becomes the opposite. For many painstaking reasons we suffer from the innate social and physical ostracizing that goes into being without a male partner (if this be your preference, in this case lets just leave it as such). We know the strain it causes when other couples want to meet for dinner but don't want a third or fifth wheel looming about. And perhaps the coupled females feel pressured to dreadfully skulk off from their male partners to make plans for some "girl time" when all they want to be doing is kicking back with their male counterpart.
Nonetheless, women are forced into these choppy and uncharted waters of the modern male's rationale without so much as a life raft and are forced to tread water in stilettos, wearing designer clothes and maintaining the perfect shade of blond highlight effortlessly.
Now let me explain myself clearly so you can understand the mind of the single woman. We are thoughtful, caring and independent. We take very good care of ourselves. We have pets to keep us company, but we don't fit the typical pet owner cliche. We work out, stay within our advised caloric intakes and you can most likely find us relaxing with our female friends or alone at a Starbucks, mall or gym. We go to the best bars, drink the most delicious drinks and dine at the best restaurants. We know how expensive the "red bottomed" shoes are, and we have something to say about every couple that passes us. And no we are not looking to steal your man. We instead look at your female companion and take mental note of where we might be lacking.
We put in an endless amount of effort. Outrageous credit card bills maintain our wardrobes, our refrigerators hold seltzer, protein and the occasional celery stalk. We don't need much because we don't cook for ourselves. Its most likely gourmet take-out. So here we are, doing our best, most likely with the end result of having a modern man take notice. But we know your game. You talk to us when you have the most self-confidence, drunk at a bar. You take our phone numbers, and text us before you get home. You arrive home and Facebook and Google us to death. You search our photos, our friends pages and you do your best to see if we'd be worth a phone call. But after careful consideration with your modern male constituents you decide whether or not "this hot girl I met last night" is worth the effort. And when I say effort I don't mean the effort to perhaps rope in a long-term relationship rather...the possibility of sex. How many dates would a girl like that take. And if its good how do you keep her at bay so that you can also have sex with other women without her getting upset? See ladies, that is what goes on in the modern male mind. The same mind that spends 3-4 sessions a day with his hand soap, lotion or other lubricant waxing poetic to some XXX porn complements of the readily accessible Internet.
And if we are worth the time, money and effort to pump out the three spritzes of Aqua di Gio or Armani Black Code then we better accept that the man we are about to have the next three dates with is going to expect sex at date four. And he's going to expect sexy lingerie and talented acrobatics just like the girls he watches on his netbook during a daily jerk-fest. Wow, something to look forward to. Perhaps not. So how do you weed out the seeds, per se? Simple, you don't meet men in bars. You don't give men in bars who have been drinking a fifth of whiskey your number. See the guys in bars are usually on the prowl for "sluts" which is what they call girls they meet in bars. And they date us casually until we give up the cookie and then they are gone faster than the DVF dress in your size on sale. So a little advice girls. Read the signs, know what to expect. Don't for one second think that you can reform this man, change this man or accept this man as is. Instead give him the phone number to Dominos instead of your own and they can get their own hot and warm deliciousness without even wrinkling your slacks! LOL. There are great guys out there who don't lie, who don't obsess about porn, try and get laid and keep hundreds of girls numbers in their phones who were victimized in the same manner you were. Just be patient. Don't give into social pressures. Don't settle. Remember, everyone's path turns in a different direction. My suggestion, take the path of least resistance. The one that will stress you least and not cause you to have to crack open that Ben and Jerry's pint. Cheers!
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