I Give Up

Recently, I was having a discussion about less-than-stellar boy behavior with a friend when she brought up something a co-worker had told her: "After my breakup I expected every guy to treat me like a girlfriend." This was given as a way to explain why a guy doesn't call/disappears/actslikeadouche/blahblahblah

Wait, what?

Maybe it's just me but...I don't think not being someone's girlfriend and still expecting to be treated with respect is mutually exclusive. I know at least a few guys who would agree with me as well. But, what bothers me most about this statement is it is yet another example of smart women making apologies for stupid men. Ladies, it's ok to expect someone to treat you like a human being, regardless of whether or not you're in a relationship (yet). You aren't being too demanding--it's called common courtesy and way too many dudes don't practice it. Just sayin'. 'Cause if this is the benchmark we're supposed to work with I might as well call it quits right now.

Thank God for Jon Hamm and this quote from a recent interview with Time on the differences between the men of the 1960s and today:

"There's a cordialness that men had when dealing with the opposite sex, even when they were being blatantly sexist. It's a weird conundrum. But that's been replaced with men treating women like absolute garbage and not even being polite about it, which is too bad."

Read more: http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,2005856,00.html#ixzz0uXSbMApS

I Want What I Want. And I Want It Now.

So, as you can probably tell, I've been having some dude problems as of late...People keep asking me "Well, what the hell do you want?"

As usual, Liz Lemon sums it up perfectly in this quote from last season:

"I want someone who will be monogamous, and nice to his mother. And I want someone who likes musicals but knows to just shut his mouth when I’m watching Lost. And I want someone who thinks being really into cars is lame and strip clubs are gross. I want someone who will actually empty the dishwasher instead of just taking forks out as needed, like I do. I want someone with clean hands and feet and beefy forearms like a damn Disney prince. And I want him to genuinely like me, even when I’m old. And that’s what I want”.

I would also like to add the following: Someone who isn't a wuss and preferrably looks like a hot lumberjack. Now, is that TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR?

Ok. End rant.