My First Realization

Ok, so it dawned on me recently. "It" being something pretty interesting. There you are, out for dinner with this girl whom you are attracted to. Remember you aren't in love or crazy about her, but you are most definitely attracted to her. Let's be more specific and say she's an HCHHSSTT.
(Ground rules now set, we can move on)

Anyway after that first dinner, things go well and you start dating her. Bottom line you go through the motions of dating the girl when suddenly WHAM!

Two months into your relationship and she dumps you like a hot potato or if you prefer a sack of hot potatoes? Now obviously, there you are suffering from withdrawal symptoms, depending on how desperate you were when you started going out and when you got dumped.

Now I know a lot of you people will call this sour grapes, but it isn't. Essentially, after the above stated withdrawal symptoms pass, getting dumped opens up your eyes. You take a long good look at the HCHHSSTT and realise... Oh My God! She was the most needy irritating person ever (Note: I would like to take this moment to state that this works both ways. I'm just using a guys perspective).

My point is simple, isn't it amazing how we tend to ignore all the things about a person that would generally irritate the living shit out of you especially when you want to date them, or sleep with them, or even date and sleep with them.

By the way take this moment to reflect on all your past relationships and realise that most of the women you dated had some serious issues. I would also like to take this moment to state that most of your friends may have tried to warn you but you simply failed to listen to them. On another note if they didn't warn you, get new friends.

Bottom line: when you are interested in a person, it is amazing how much we forgive them for. I mean sometimes the "biggest" set of breasts can make you forget about how nasal the voice of the owner of those 36DD's is, or they can make you forget about the fact that she keeps cutting strips of your steak from your plate or finally and my personal favourite the simple fact that she refuses to let go of my goddamn hand!

I guess us men can always use the old standby "Not enough blood" because we all know our "Mini-me's" only see what they want to see.

But really all you women out there, whats your excuse?