Ok. So a couple weeks ago, I met a guy at Candy's girlfriends graduation party. he was cute and we exchanged numbers. So, the Tuesday before Christmas he asked me if i wanted to grab a bite to eat at Pentagon City for lunch. I agreed and we met there. Now, he didnt pay for my food (even tho HE invited ME to lunch) but i wasnt trippin. I figured that maybe he just wanted to get a good look at me to make sure i wasnt ugly, since we met in a dark party. We hit it off and decided that we would spend new years eve together.
Now, fast foward through christmas and onto the day before new years eve which i think was a Tuesday. He emails me at work and asks if i wanted to see a movie. I agreed, but by the end of the day i relaized that i hadnt had ANYTHING to eat, so i call him and ask if we can go to dinner. He says that he already made some salisbury steak but that we could go out anyway, I asked him if he was sure and he said yes. So i make my way out to Landover. On the way there we decided that we were going to get Outback. So I arrive at his house and this is where the triflinessocity begins:
Triflinessocity #1:
He opens the door and is still pullin his sweat er over his head, but he's not fast enough for me to NOT see the BIG ASS holes in his tank top. Yes, holes. Like he wrapped a baby tiger in his shirt and it was trying to get free, those kind of holes.
Triflinessocity #2:
I ignore the holes (because as long as they are under your shirt that has nothin to do with me gettin my grub on FOR FREE!!! We walk down the steps and get to the parking lot and he's walkin to my car....and im walkin to his. Im like, what the hell are you doin? I'm not drivin! So he comes over to his car (like i knew he would) adn we are on our way to Outback. Once we get there...
Triflinessocity #3:
He leans into me and says, "oh yeah, i was going to tell you that since i thought we were going to the movies...i only brought 25 dollars."
Ummmm...yeah. So i tell him that I hope he can eat for 25 dollars bc he is payin for his self. And I'm payin for mine. Yall...remember that I hadnt eaten all day so i was too hungry to get as pissed as I would if my stomach was full. We are seated (by this FOINE ass server) and then...
Triflinessocity #4:
He starts embarrassin the SHIT outta me. he proceeds to ask the FOINE ass server how much drinks are. and i dont mean drinks in general...i mean, like several DIFFERENT drinks. Yall, if i was white, i woulda been red. The server is visibly irritated but dude finally settled on a bud light. I order my food and dinner was ok. we talked a while and i almost forgot about how triflin he had been...almost.
We leave the restuarant and we are listenin to Sade' Cherish The Day. He tells me that he plays the bass guitar and that he can play me that song when we got to his house. I said ok, but that i wasnt stayin long bc i hadda work the next day.
when we got to his house, he played the song...but then he goes, "hold on, lemme slip into somethin more comfortable" (i lie to you not, he really said that) and when he pulls his pants down.....
HIS BOXERS HAVE HOLES IN THEM TOO!!!!
I could see ALL his junk. omg. just omg.
I got up and left. and to make the rest of this long story short, I ignored his calls on New Years which prompted him to drunk call me and leave me a funny ass message cussin me out. then Saturday, he texte me and asked me why i wasnt speakin to him and when i responded that he had holes in his boxers his reply was:
Awww girl it was laundry day!
::dead::
pink.
Showing posts with label wtf. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wtf. Show all posts
06 January 2009
05 January 2009
My Week of Rejection
Ok...so ima try and make this short, but detailed. The romantical night I had planned for reMet...never happened. He cancelled at the last minute. Which, in my heart i KNEW would happen. I guess he's still bitter about me blowin him off but I just feel like that was real extra for him to wait a WHOLE year to do it. But whatever, i got the money back for the room so I'm not really trippin. I'm just disappointed bc I put so much effort into makin it a nice evening.
So instead of doing that, I ended up at LOVE nightclub Friday night partying in VIP. I had soooo mmuch fun!! I think the 2 drinks that i had helped keep my mind off of how i was supposed to be snuggled up next to a fine black man that evening. I looked sooo cute and it was mad dudes tryna get at me. Thats the first time that I have had a good time at the club since I was in Vegas.
So onto to the rest of my rejection weekend. there was another guy that I had met a couple of weeks ago through a co worker of mine. we'll call him Mr. Moneybags...I spent Christmas Eve over his house...OMG yall. His apartment....LAID OUT!! that joint was BAD ok?? I dont know how much money he makes but he lives in Downtown Silver Spring on the 12th Floor of some apartments called The Georgian. When I walked into his apartment the view was OBSCENE! there is like this huge ass window with a view of the city....he had artwork, niiiiiice furniture, a big ass flat panel tv, some kind of expensive ass guitar hangin on the wall, a ginormous, insanely high bed, and his bathroom smelled sooooo good. He cooked some porkchops which were to die for and we watched The Strangers. He had really good conversation and he was really down to earth. Well, I called him on Saturday to see what he was doing and he called me back...to tell me that him and his ex got back together...boooo on that. But he said that he wanted to be friends still which i guess isnt that bad. But still.
I feel like other things happened...but i cant really remember what it is. My homegirl FINALLY got engaged tho!! Im so excited for her!! Not to mention that I have already been notified of my bridesmaid status...the wedding is May 2010 so I have time to get in the gym to make sure i look EXTRA fly!! I cant wait to see all the single men...lmao!!
This holiday was a whirlwind. Im glad its over. New things for me in 09! Yall watch and see what i tell you.
Peace, Love and Souuuuuul!
*** Oh shit!!! i remember what it was i had to tell you...but itll be in a post all by itself tomorrow morning...PROMISE!!!
pink.
So instead of doing that, I ended up at LOVE nightclub Friday night partying in VIP. I had soooo mmuch fun!! I think the 2 drinks that i had helped keep my mind off of how i was supposed to be snuggled up next to a fine black man that evening. I looked sooo cute and it was mad dudes tryna get at me. Thats the first time that I have had a good time at the club since I was in Vegas.
So onto to the rest of my rejection weekend. there was another guy that I had met a couple of weeks ago through a co worker of mine. we'll call him Mr. Moneybags...I spent Christmas Eve over his house...OMG yall. His apartment....LAID OUT!! that joint was BAD ok?? I dont know how much money he makes but he lives in Downtown Silver Spring on the 12th Floor of some apartments called The Georgian. When I walked into his apartment the view was OBSCENE! there is like this huge ass window with a view of the city....he had artwork, niiiiiice furniture, a big ass flat panel tv, some kind of expensive ass guitar hangin on the wall, a ginormous, insanely high bed, and his bathroom smelled sooooo good. He cooked some porkchops which were to die for and we watched The Strangers. He had really good conversation and he was really down to earth. Well, I called him on Saturday to see what he was doing and he called me back...to tell me that him and his ex got back together...boooo on that. But he said that he wanted to be friends still which i guess isnt that bad. But still.
I feel like other things happened...but i cant really remember what it is. My homegirl FINALLY got engaged tho!! Im so excited for her!! Not to mention that I have already been notified of my bridesmaid status...the wedding is May 2010 so I have time to get in the gym to make sure i look EXTRA fly!! I cant wait to see all the single men...lmao!!
This holiday was a whirlwind. Im glad its over. New things for me in 09! Yall watch and see what i tell you.
Peace, Love and Souuuuuul!
*** Oh shit!!! i remember what it was i had to tell you...but itll be in a post all by itself tomorrow morning...PROMISE!!!
pink.
08 December 2008
question...
Ok..so I had somethin else to write about, but someone I know asked that I blog about this topic and see what yall thought. Well I know what yall gon think, but ima ask yall anyway.
Now...say ur having sex with a guy and yall real into it. He gets to the point where he just can't hold it in any more and he lets it out on ur breasts.
-now...for most women that have been sexually active, you've had a man come on some part of ur body...methinks my breasts are a lil too close to my face...but whatever. Coming on a body part aint nothin that serious.-
But then this nigga....
LICKS IT OFF.
Yeah you read that right. Ima pause for a second and let that seep into the crevices of ur brain....
Are you as disgusted as I was? I figured you were.
Now lets examine this. If it were a female who licked the d!ck afterwards, that's ok. Why? Bc its hers and if she's uncomfortable tastin herself then it prolly means she's not zestfully clean. So why isn't it ok for a man to do this?
BECAUSE IT JUST FUCKIN AINT!
That shit aint cute. Ion care how sexually open you are. I mean, when did he even discover that he liked the taste of his own jizz? Was he jackin off and got some on his hand and instead of wipin it on a sock or towel or white tee like any other nigga, did he just lick his hand??
Ugh..
Now...she says that since she hasn't experinced that much she just thought it was a lil freaky.
I told her that I don't care how freaky you are...that's some some real extra shit.
What do you think?
Pink.
Now...say ur having sex with a guy and yall real into it. He gets to the point where he just can't hold it in any more and he lets it out on ur breasts.
-now...for most women that have been sexually active, you've had a man come on some part of ur body...methinks my breasts are a lil too close to my face...but whatever. Coming on a body part aint nothin that serious.-
But then this nigga....
LICKS IT OFF.
Yeah you read that right. Ima pause for a second and let that seep into the crevices of ur brain....
Are you as disgusted as I was? I figured you were.
Now lets examine this. If it were a female who licked the d!ck afterwards, that's ok. Why? Bc its hers and if she's uncomfortable tastin herself then it prolly means she's not zestfully clean. So why isn't it ok for a man to do this?
BECAUSE IT JUST FUCKIN AINT!
That shit aint cute. Ion care how sexually open you are. I mean, when did he even discover that he liked the taste of his own jizz? Was he jackin off and got some on his hand and instead of wipin it on a sock or towel or white tee like any other nigga, did he just lick his hand??
Ugh..
Now...she says that since she hasn't experinced that much she just thought it was a lil freaky.
I told her that I don't care how freaky you are...that's some some real extra shit.
What do you think?
Pink.
05 December 2008
WTF?!
Hey yall!
Cant blog long...im at work. But i will tell you the crazy shit that happened yesterday.
Ok. So, this gurl that works on the contract with me (well, she works for my mom) tried to get her dress from Bebe too yesterday. Now normally that wouldnt be a big deal....but ion like this bitch.
My mom was the one who told me and I told her that it didnt matter; the bitch could by the same dress as me and i will STILL be the baddest bitch there. So my mom goes to the mall and comes back and do you know what the first thing she said out her mouth was?
"Oh! I'm glad you're home! Look at what i found for kathleen in JCPenney's!"
Kathleen is the bitch.
I just looked at my mom...and then i walk away.
WTF is she buyin her a dress for?
Kathleen works for her...last time i checked that meant that she got paid every week like the rest of us. I was heated at first! But after I thought about it...i chilled out.
Thats ok. She can buy her a dress....but she better by her shoes and accessories and get her hair done. Because my shit WILL be on point...and that way when I look better than her, it wont be because she didnt have the right outfit.
I am SO ready for this party.
=)
pink.
Cant blog long...im at work. But i will tell you the crazy shit that happened yesterday.
Ok. So, this gurl that works on the contract with me (well, she works for my mom) tried to get her dress from Bebe too yesterday. Now normally that wouldnt be a big deal....but ion like this bitch.
My mom was the one who told me and I told her that it didnt matter; the bitch could by the same dress as me and i will STILL be the baddest bitch there. So my mom goes to the mall and comes back and do you know what the first thing she said out her mouth was?
"Oh! I'm glad you're home! Look at what i found for kathleen in JCPenney's!"
Kathleen is the bitch.
I just looked at my mom...and then i walk away.
WTF is she buyin her a dress for?
Kathleen works for her...last time i checked that meant that she got paid every week like the rest of us. I was heated at first! But after I thought about it...i chilled out.
Thats ok. She can buy her a dress....but she better by her shoes and accessories and get her hair done. Because my shit WILL be on point...and that way when I look better than her, it wont be because she didnt have the right outfit.
I am SO ready for this party.
=)
pink.
22 September 2008
Well I do know he a freak!!
Ok so first....can i get a round of applause for my DALLAS COWBOYS?! They had me nervous at first but they pulled through in the 2nd half and got shit crackin against them Packers. We 3-0 now, lookin to whip some Skins ass this Sunday!!
Oh and how bout the dude that took my virginity comes poppin up from outta no where on facebook. Then he calls....tombout he interested and what does he need to do to put his bid him *serious eyeroll*. He even had the nerve to say some shit like "you never forget your first." Yeah...ok. I just dont understand how come old flings keep poppin up and new ones never surface. Like, seriously. I'm baffled.
Moving on...yesterday, me and my homegirl decided to have a lil outing. We went to the matinee movie to see the Tyler Perry movie (this was my second time) and then we went to the mall to do some shopping ( i got two VERY nice sweaters and some slacks from Old Navy!) Then we went to MiMi's Cafe to have some lunch. This is wwhere it gets good...
I was wearing my TO jersey and as soon as we walk into the restuarant this skinny girl comes from outta nowhere loud as hell tombout: COWBOYS FANS!! YALL SITTIN IN MY SECTION! I was so bewildered i couldnt even say anything...i just sat down and she took our drink order. She was loud the whole time...not just when she was talkin to us. SO i see this cute guy who is a server there and I decide to ask the waitress about him...why?! She leans over the table and goes:
Well...I do know he a freak.
um what? me and Brandii are about to die. She continues..
Yeah you see that white girl over there wit the bun? thats his best friend and she a dyke. She taught him everything he know and he be braggin on it. As far as I know he aint been wit nobody in here but he workin on it. He got a baby and I think he went to Lackey...he got a car and his own apartment. He does a good job here and everybody likees him and he's real cool...very funny and a nice guy.
yeah...ima leave yall to think on that.
Oh! before I forget. Ive already started answering your questions! If you havent asked your 3 you better hurry up cuz i'm postin answers tomorrow!!
I DO know he a freak!! lmao.
pink.
Oh and how bout the dude that took my virginity comes poppin up from outta no where on facebook. Then he calls....tombout he interested and what does he need to do to put his bid him *serious eyeroll*. He even had the nerve to say some shit like "you never forget your first." Yeah...ok. I just dont understand how come old flings keep poppin up and new ones never surface. Like, seriously. I'm baffled.
Moving on...yesterday, me and my homegirl decided to have a lil outing. We went to the matinee movie to see the Tyler Perry movie (this was my second time) and then we went to the mall to do some shopping ( i got two VERY nice sweaters and some slacks from Old Navy!) Then we went to MiMi's Cafe to have some lunch. This is wwhere it gets good...
I was wearing my TO jersey and as soon as we walk into the restuarant this skinny girl comes from outta nowhere loud as hell tombout: COWBOYS FANS!! YALL SITTIN IN MY SECTION! I was so bewildered i couldnt even say anything...i just sat down and she took our drink order. She was loud the whole time...not just when she was talkin to us. SO i see this cute guy who is a server there and I decide to ask the waitress about him...why?! She leans over the table and goes:
Well...I do know he a freak.
um what? me and Brandii are about to die. She continues..
Yeah you see that white girl over there wit the bun? thats his best friend and she a dyke. She taught him everything he know and he be braggin on it. As far as I know he aint been wit nobody in here but he workin on it. He got a baby and I think he went to Lackey...he got a car and his own apartment. He does a good job here and everybody likees him and he's real cool...very funny and a nice guy.
yeah...ima leave yall to think on that.
Oh! before I forget. Ive already started answering your questions! If you havent asked your 3 you better hurry up cuz i'm postin answers tomorrow!!
I DO know he a freak!! lmao.
pink.
28 August 2008
I dont like it...not one bit!
Yall know what bothers me sometimes? Its a relatively small thing, i guess. But it irks me just the same...I HATE when old white men wear thin ass button up shirts and have the NERVE not to wear a wife beater or t-shirt underneath. You know yo mama taught you better than that! I was walkin down the hall at work yesterday and this old white Steve Martin lookin boi turns the corner and all i see is flabbly skin and hairy nipples. It was so nasty i wanted to punch MYSELF in the face. And the thing is, is that i KNOW he knows better. And if he doesnt then his wife aint doin her damn job bc i'd kick my husbands ass twice if he even thought about walkin out the house like that.
The other thing i cant stand is when men (or women cuz it happens to them too)sweat through their shirts. I mean, i know that its over active sweat glands but damn! I know the doctor can prescribe somethin to keep that in check!
Oh! and another thing. If you sit in a small office please dont bring the plate that your Antie LooLoo made you from the fish fry on Sunday for lunch. After you warm it up, that shit STANKS. And then when i go to warm up my poppy seed muffin 20 minutes later, it tastes like Catfish and hot sauce. You better hope im not that hungry cuz i WILL punch you in the back of your head.
Let's see....what else? Cuz im havin fun, lol. Or maybe I'll leave it up to yall...this might be a regular thing if yall act right! Tell 'Em Why You Mad Thursdays!! I want Anger! Pissedoffedness! Hilarity! Shit I really just want some entertainment bc im bored as hell...
Annnnnnd action!
pink.
The other thing i cant stand is when men (or women cuz it happens to them too)sweat through their shirts. I mean, i know that its over active sweat glands but damn! I know the doctor can prescribe somethin to keep that in check!
Oh! and another thing. If you sit in a small office please dont bring the plate that your Antie LooLoo made you from the fish fry on Sunday for lunch. After you warm it up, that shit STANKS. And then when i go to warm up my poppy seed muffin 20 minutes later, it tastes like Catfish and hot sauce. You better hope im not that hungry cuz i WILL punch you in the back of your head.
Let's see....what else? Cuz im havin fun, lol. Or maybe I'll leave it up to yall...this might be a regular thing if yall act right! Tell 'Em Why You Mad Thursdays!! I want Anger! Pissedoffedness! Hilarity! Shit I really just want some entertainment bc im bored as hell...
Annnnnnd action!
pink.
18 July 2008
Crrrrazy and Deraaaaanged...again.
Did yall miss me yesterday? You aint gotta lie to kick it, Craig! I know you did. Well im sorry i had to leave yall hangin but i told you the bos was in PR so I had to cut up a lil bit.
Anyway, so Im at work last night talkin on the phone to my cousin and guess whi walks in my damned store...Crazy/Deranged. Fuck me if i cant get away from him!! Anway, he starts talkin bout how him and his roommate were in NW, DC and his roommate was disrespectfully shoutin at girls...i dont know blah blah blah and then i hear him say that they got pulled over in Montgomery Co. over the weekend and the cops found weed on them and they planted Cocaine in the car...cocaine. cocaine?! COCAINE! are you fuckin kiddin me?! like seriously...not only are you crazy but ur a COKEHEAD?! *holding my head* Lord Jesus i cant deal with this, please take the wheel!!
So I'm standin behind the register, mouth probably WIDE open, and im thinkin "Holy tartar sauce! I have to blog about this!"
*side-note:* when crazy stuff happens to you do you automatically think to blog about it? just wonderin...
But yeah so im just listen to him and i think he really believes his story about the cops plantin that on them...but im not inclined to think that story is true. if he was normal then yes, maybe i would but him bein a cokehead would explain his erratic behavior! I mean he be talkin fast and sweatin (not hard,k but his forhead always be shiny) and he's angry and crazy! At first i thought it was ABMS (angry black man syndrome) but now this all makes sense.
When he was finished goin into detail about his charge or whatever he says, "Aight well i'll stop by to see you tomorrow." and im thinkin no! dont do that! but thats not the kind of thing you can say without makin a crackhead mad...and who knows what hell do then? =/
Have a good Weekend...
pink.
Anyway, so Im at work last night talkin on the phone to my cousin and guess whi walks in my damned store...Crazy/Deranged. Fuck me if i cant get away from him!! Anway, he starts talkin bout how him and his roommate were in NW, DC and his roommate was disrespectfully shoutin at girls...i dont know blah blah blah and then i hear him say that they got pulled over in Montgomery Co. over the weekend and the cops found weed on them and they planted Cocaine in the car...cocaine. cocaine?! COCAINE! are you fuckin kiddin me?! like seriously...not only are you crazy but ur a COKEHEAD?! *holding my head* Lord Jesus i cant deal with this, please take the wheel!!
So I'm standin behind the register, mouth probably WIDE open, and im thinkin "Holy tartar sauce! I have to blog about this!"
*side-note:* when crazy stuff happens to you do you automatically think to blog about it? just wonderin...
But yeah so im just listen to him and i think he really believes his story about the cops plantin that on them...but im not inclined to think that story is true. if he was normal then yes, maybe i would but him bein a cokehead would explain his erratic behavior! I mean he be talkin fast and sweatin (not hard,k but his forhead always be shiny) and he's angry and crazy! At first i thought it was ABMS (angry black man syndrome) but now this all makes sense.
When he was finished goin into detail about his charge or whatever he says, "Aight well i'll stop by to see you tomorrow." and im thinkin no! dont do that! but thats not the kind of thing you can say without makin a crackhead mad...and who knows what hell do then? =/
Have a good Weekend...
pink.
19 June 2008
WTF?!
Below is a posting from Craig’s List from a girl who is trying to find herself a husband, and then a guy actually responded to it…it’s too funny..!
--------------oo0oo--------------
The Original PostWhat am I doing wrong?
Okay, I’m tired of beating around the bush. I’m a beautiful(spectacularly beautiful) 25 year old girl. I’m articulate and classy.I’m not from New York. I’m looking to get married to a guy who makes at least half a million a year. I know how that sounds, but keep in mindthat a million a year is middle class in New York City, so I don’t thinkI’m overreaching at all.
Are there any guys who make 500K or more on this board? Any wives? Could you send me some tips? I dated a business man who makes average around 200 - 250. But that’s where I seem to hit a roadblock. 250,000 won’t get me to central park west. I know a woman in my yoga class who was married to an investment banker and lives in Tribeca, and she’s not as pretty as I am, nor is she a great genius. So what is she doing right? How do I get to her level?
Here are my questions specifically:
- Where do you single rich men hang out? Give me specifics- bars,restaurants, gyms
-What are you looking for in a mate? Be honest guys, you won’t hurt my feelings
-Is there an age range I should be targeting (I’m 25)?
- Why are some of the women living lavish lifestyles on the upper eastside so plain? I’ve seen really ‘plain jane’ boring types who havenothing to offer married to incredibly wealthy guys. I’ve seen drop dead gorgeous girls in singles bars in the east village. What’s the story there?
- Jobs I should look out for? Everyone knows - lawyer, investmentbanker, doctor. How much do those guys really make? And where do they hang out? Where do the hedge fund guys hang out?
- How you decide marriage vs. just a girlfriend? I am looking forMARRIAGE ONLY
Please hold your insults - I’m putting myself out there in an honestway. Most beautiful women are superficial; at least I’m being up frontabout it. I wouldn’t be searching for these kind of guys if I wasn’table to match them - in looks, culture, sophistication, and keeping anice home and hearth.
It’s NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercialinterestsPostingID: 432279810
THE ANSWERDear Pers-431649184:
I read your posting with great interest and have thought meaningfullyabout your dilemma. I offer the following analysis of your predicament.Firstly, I’m not wasting your time, I qualify as a guy who fits yourbill; that is I make more than $500K per year. That said here’s how Isee it.
Your offer, from the prospective of a guy like me, is plain and simple acrappy business deal. Here’s why. Cutting through all the B.S., what you suggest is a simple trade: you bring your looks to the party and I bring my money. Fine, simple. But here’s the rub, your looks will fade and my money will likely continue into perpetuity…in fact, it is very likely that my income increases but it is an absolute certainty that you won’t be getting any more beautiful!
So, in economic terms you are a depreciating asset and I am an earning asset. Not only are you a depreciating asset, your depreciation accelerates! Let me explain, you’re 25 now and will likely stay pretty hot for the next 5 years, but less so each year. Then the fade begins in earnest. By 35 stick a fork in you!
So in Wall Street terms, we would call you a trading position, not a buyand hold…hence the rub…marriage. It doesn’t make good business sense to ‘buy you’ (which is what you’re asking) so I’d rather lease. In case you think I’m being cruel, I would say the following. If my money were to go away, so would you, so when your beauty fades I need an out. It’s as simple as that. So a deal that makes sense is dating, not marriage.
Separately, I was taught early in my career about efficient markets. So, I wonder why a girl as ‘articulate, classy and spectacularly beautiful’ as you has been unable to find your sugar daddy. I find it hard to believe that if you are as gorgeous as you say you are that the $500 K hasn’t found you, if not only for a tryout.
By the way, you could always find a way to make your own money and then we wouldn’t need to have this difficult conversation.
With all that said, I must say you’re going about it the right way.Classic ‘pump and dump.’I hope this is helpful, and if you want to enter into some sort of lease, let me know.
--------------oo0oo--------------
Now...what tha fux this?! Who does this?! i got this from VSB.com...but please feel free to comment here...thx.
--------------oo0oo--------------
The Original PostWhat am I doing wrong?
Okay, I’m tired of beating around the bush. I’m a beautiful(spectacularly beautiful) 25 year old girl. I’m articulate and classy.I’m not from New York. I’m looking to get married to a guy who makes at least half a million a year. I know how that sounds, but keep in mindthat a million a year is middle class in New York City, so I don’t thinkI’m overreaching at all.
Are there any guys who make 500K or more on this board? Any wives? Could you send me some tips? I dated a business man who makes average around 200 - 250. But that’s where I seem to hit a roadblock. 250,000 won’t get me to central park west. I know a woman in my yoga class who was married to an investment banker and lives in Tribeca, and she’s not as pretty as I am, nor is she a great genius. So what is she doing right? How do I get to her level?
Here are my questions specifically:
- Where do you single rich men hang out? Give me specifics- bars,restaurants, gyms
-What are you looking for in a mate? Be honest guys, you won’t hurt my feelings
-Is there an age range I should be targeting (I’m 25)?
- Why are some of the women living lavish lifestyles on the upper eastside so plain? I’ve seen really ‘plain jane’ boring types who havenothing to offer married to incredibly wealthy guys. I’ve seen drop dead gorgeous girls in singles bars in the east village. What’s the story there?
- Jobs I should look out for? Everyone knows - lawyer, investmentbanker, doctor. How much do those guys really make? And where do they hang out? Where do the hedge fund guys hang out?
- How you decide marriage vs. just a girlfriend? I am looking forMARRIAGE ONLY
Please hold your insults - I’m putting myself out there in an honestway. Most beautiful women are superficial; at least I’m being up frontabout it. I wouldn’t be searching for these kind of guys if I wasn’table to match them - in looks, culture, sophistication, and keeping anice home and hearth.
It’s NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercialinterestsPostingID: 432279810
THE ANSWERDear Pers-431649184:
I read your posting with great interest and have thought meaningfullyabout your dilemma. I offer the following analysis of your predicament.Firstly, I’m not wasting your time, I qualify as a guy who fits yourbill; that is I make more than $500K per year. That said here’s how Isee it.
Your offer, from the prospective of a guy like me, is plain and simple acrappy business deal. Here’s why. Cutting through all the B.S., what you suggest is a simple trade: you bring your looks to the party and I bring my money. Fine, simple. But here’s the rub, your looks will fade and my money will likely continue into perpetuity…in fact, it is very likely that my income increases but it is an absolute certainty that you won’t be getting any more beautiful!
So, in economic terms you are a depreciating asset and I am an earning asset. Not only are you a depreciating asset, your depreciation accelerates! Let me explain, you’re 25 now and will likely stay pretty hot for the next 5 years, but less so each year. Then the fade begins in earnest. By 35 stick a fork in you!
So in Wall Street terms, we would call you a trading position, not a buyand hold…hence the rub…marriage. It doesn’t make good business sense to ‘buy you’ (which is what you’re asking) so I’d rather lease. In case you think I’m being cruel, I would say the following. If my money were to go away, so would you, so when your beauty fades I need an out. It’s as simple as that. So a deal that makes sense is dating, not marriage.
Separately, I was taught early in my career about efficient markets. So, I wonder why a girl as ‘articulate, classy and spectacularly beautiful’ as you has been unable to find your sugar daddy. I find it hard to believe that if you are as gorgeous as you say you are that the $500 K hasn’t found you, if not only for a tryout.
By the way, you could always find a way to make your own money and then we wouldn’t need to have this difficult conversation.
With all that said, I must say you’re going about it the right way.Classic ‘pump and dump.’I hope this is helpful, and if you want to enter into some sort of lease, let me know.
--------------oo0oo--------------
Now...what tha fux this?! Who does this?! i got this from VSB.com...but please feel free to comment here...thx.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
