Men have feelings? Are you sure?
“My friend has a crush on you. Will you be his girlfriend?” Everyone remembers those days in the school playground. Relationships were easy. Everyone knew who liked everyone else and you knew they were going out when they shared their lunch with each other. Unfortunately, everyone grew up and as they got older, it seems that men became emotional pygmies.
Not pigs (although some of them became them too) – pygmies. Short. Stunted. Emotional pygmies. Men, everyone will agree, have no real sense of emotion. They will cry when their team wins (GO COWBOYS!) or cheer when Holden wins Bathurst, but asking them to have a real feeling is like conversing with retarded broccoli.
Nice guys don’t always finish last. One of my friends was just married. Three of my other friends have gotten engaged in the last fortnight. These girls obviously picked some of the good ones. Men who weren’t afraid to say that their lives would be over if they weren’t together.
When will men learn that a hint of emotion will not doom them as a sissy boy for the rest of their life? For God’s sake, cry when you’re sad, yell when you’re mad, and TELL US HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT US!
I’m not a mind reader, and I don’t expect you to read my mind either. That’s probably why my mouth gets me into trouble so often. If I don’t like you, you’ll know about it. If I just want to be friends, you’ll know about it. And if all I can think of when you’re around me is jumping your bones, believe me, you’ll know about it!
So, think about it, fellas. If you’re getting all the green lights, maybe you should take off the handbrake and press the accelerator (wink wink, nudge nudge), before the light changes and you miss your chance. Just because the world says men are tough, doesn’t mean that you can’t crack a little and let us know what’s up. If you don’t take your chances when you can, the best thing in your life may just walk out and not look back.
Even if you’re not interested, take the plunge and let us know. If only so we can organise a bus to run over you on your way home.
Ooooh Lucy. Cheers. Hopefully all the men in the world read this..