Post by radegrasan on Nov 28, 2010 15:36:39 GMT -5
This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hour of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point.
This is dedicated to the guys that always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves from tentative hugs. Those guys that hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing rooms in the department stores.
This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support.
This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes and with honest concern.
This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl's every facet, from her privacy to her theology, and to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they're at her door.
For the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population.
For the guys who know when a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway.
For the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters.
For the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don't end up being boyfriends.
For all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated and underappreciated.
For all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned. This is for you.
This is for the time when she left you 40 messages on your cellphone, and when you called her back she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a complete jerk, you assured her that it was all okay and that she shouldn't worry about it.
This if for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you ever had on COD to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive one in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you have nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor.
This is also for that time when she didn't have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing 'serious' between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying every fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone "oh, but we're just friends!" And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warmth for her ego, you went anyways. Because you're nice like that.
The nice guys don't often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing: the nice guys don't seem to get love as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can't. From what I have observed in high school, and what I have learned from friends who went to other schools, or in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that most girls (note, I said MOST, not ALL) are just illogical and manipulative.
Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen they say irrational confusing things such as: "oh, he's too nice to date" or "he would be a good boyfriend but not for me" or "he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn't possibly ask him out" or the most frustrating thing of all: "no, it would ruin our friendship.
Yet, they continue to lament the lack of dateable men in the world and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry guys, but girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can't figure out why the connection between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I'm going to sleep with this complete
now!).So I propose a toast to all you nice guys out there. You know who you are, and I know you're sick of being described as total and utterly nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience at the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile.
For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero.
My accolades, my acknowledgement and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.
Goodnight everyone.
