I’m sick and tired of the Chirac and Muscato crowd, that only likes jazz and designer clothes.

As a single and eligible man, I hear the women talk about the nightly wine at home alone. But a guys weekend drinking, is the start of a new AA member.

Our women are so over influenced, that I won’t even bother to attempt to unravel it. Lack of exercise, a love for food and drink to an excess. They don’t dance anymore, unless it’s home alone or with their girlfriends. The perfect storm for gaining weight, food, drinks, lack of exercise, the jazz club, plays, theater, comedy club and lattes.

They are mean, over confident and short tempered, and they see nothing wrong with it. They see men as or treat them like boys with condescending comments and remarks, of course over time. They complain about everything on a date, traffic, weather, food (their choice only), service and locations. What guy wants to shell out money to listen to that. Oh I forgot, players do, cause they won’t stay for that long.

They don’t even consider what the other half would like to do. It’s I like, I want, I need, I want to see and a real man would. It’s ridiculous and insane. A date planned around what they like, is the path of least resistance. Except, it better go as planned. No service problems, delays or any other problems, because if it does, the angry switch gets flipped.

I’d rather hang out with the fella’s and have them claim, that I’m on the DL. Rather than put up with more of this ill tempered mess. They don’t want you to have any drama in your life, for one reason only. They will bring enough drama for you and your whole family.

Let me know when they wake up. Cause the next short tempered, ill mannered, wine drinking, fine dining, designer clothes wearing, shoe shopping or constantly shopping, constantly eating and constantly complaining woman. Will be dismissed and swear, she didn’t know why.

It’s beyond Bi-Polar, it’s plain madness.

The few who are nice, we as men aren’t attracted too and we all know the reasons.
It’s sad, it’s bad and we’ve had enough, well maybe not the true players, but the kind and caring men have had it.

It’s easy to see that they base their bad experiences and forecast the same on the next guy. Why, because they played a hand in making the last relationship bad. I won’t buy 80% of the Sob stories, because, low and behold, I see it happening to me.

I’ve let four go, in 6 months for being short tempered and at times ill mannered in public.
But you can bet each one still claims, the same old motto, “I’m easy going, kind and easy to get along with”.
The true statement should be, “do as I say, and you won’t get hurt as bad as if you try to get some of your happiness on, in a relationship with me!”.

With that statement, let the lying, they so much dislike, begin.

Sad enough
But it’s truly, that bad enough!

The only reason why so many men think they are are prize is because insecure women let them. The women I know are so confident and into living their lives drama free, that they don’t even give brothers like you the time of day. Go on and do what you do with your roster bro, cause in the end I get the together sisters to commit to me while you’ll be out there old and alone. The game has to end eventually, and that is a fact.

And there’s a difference between moving BACK IN vs. never moving out. If he NEVER has moved out, never been on his own- that’s indicative of a potential problem that while is not necessarily a dealbreaker itself but needs to be examined further.

Date from hell #1: I met this guy online. He claimed to be an entertainment law attorney. We had a really long phone conversation and really seemed to vibe. I never laughed so hard in my life. So we decided to meet. We met at the ESPN Zone. He was not as a attractive as he was in his picture but I’m down-to-earth so I was still cool with it. {he was about 10 years older and 50 lbs heavier) but he acted like he was Denzel. Confidence I like. Conceit I can deal with but delusional hype of oneself is just too much. Everything was about how fine he felt he was and how women just needed to wake up. I also found out that he was not an attorney- hadn’t spent one day in law school. But that’s not the bad part. He insists on driving me a few blocks back to Penn Station (I live in Long Island; plus I liked that he was somewhat chivalrous) and we’re talking about football. He was a Giants fan and I am a Jets fan. I was talking a lot of smack talk about the Giants. Because I wasn’t interested in him, I was looking out the window of the car instead of at him but I caught a very rapid movement out of the corner of my eye. But I didn’t turn right away. Finally as I’m comparing QBs, the rapid movement out of the corner of my eye is bothering me so I turn. Mr. Wacko has exposed ‘himself’ and is masterbating like a jack rabbit. “That kiss did something to me” (referring to the hello kiss on the cheek I gave him when we met). Needless to say, I jumped out of the car disgusted as he apparently ‘finished’ by the sounds of it. A few days later he called me leaving a message on my phone “that’s why I don’t date black women. I’m an otherwise good black man and I made a mistake. But you black women never give a brother a chance”

(kinda like that Seinfeld episode but worse)

Date from hell #2:
This guy wasn’t very attractive even in his pictures online but I thought that I was being too picky. So I’m VERY liberal- politically and socially. ‘live and let live’ is my motto. I say this to every person I go out on a date with for a reason- I cannot stand gay bashers (plus I think antigay ppl are probably latent homosexuals themselves). Who the heck cares what someone else does in their own bedroom?! Anyway, we met at a very fancy steakhouse. His conversation was really offensive and loud. He talked about sex and what he wants a woman to do to him. He talked about everything you DONT talk about on a first date. And he gay bashed. An attractive gay couple were sitting right next to us but that didnt deter him at all. Then “even when I was in jail and horny, I didn’t turn gay” I didnt leave the date but I knew there would not be a second. So the second part of this date was at a comedy show. But before the show started he kept making comments about my body- about the size of my chest, if I was wearing a bra/why wouldn’t I/does that mean sex is in his near future, etc. I got really quiet as I sat there in disbelief. He apologized but the damage was done. He was begging me to continue the date by going to a lounge- I said no. During the show, I told him I was going to the bathroom. And never came back.

SO, the question is could you date someone who lives with their parents and the answer for EVERYone SHOULD be YES! But, the real question is why couldn’t you? The first question I pose to women who say they don’t want to date a man that lives at home, is how does HIM living at home SIGNIFICANTLY influence or impact YOUR life RIGHT NOW! We’re not talking about someone you have been dating for two years, he has now proposed, and he says I want us to live with my parents. We are talking about someone you met, like, and then found out they live at home with their family. If it doesn’t determine HOW you live your life, WHAT you earn, WHAT you eat, WHAT you spend, or HOW YOU run your household, why does it matter?

EVERYone instead of jumping to conclusions and making assumptions should dig deep and actually get to know the people they are interested in dating and then maybe they will find out that the person is in Graduate and Medical school and until they finish they need to live at home, maybe they are saving to buy the home they want, or plenty of other reasons. BUT to JUST dismiss someone who you like simply, because they say, I live at home, in my personal opinion would make a person shallow. I mean if you have your own place, why are you worried about where they lay their head.

Some women have told me, “Well I don’t want someone who doesn’t have their own place, because he may want to or try to live with me.” That still isn’t a reason not to date him JUST DON’T let him move in!

I grew up without my father {he passed away when I was 12} my brothers father skipped out on my mother and my brother when my brother was 8 years of age. I moved them in with me and vowed that he would have the father figure I didn’t have at least until he graduated high school {we are 17 years apart in age} that meant they would live with me for at least 10 years. After he graduated I was ready to move out, but then my mother had to have major surgery two years in a row. And so she couldn’t work and it was up to me to hold down the household.

Now, I don’t tell every woman I meet this story about my life, because I don’t want it to influence their opinion of me, I want them to get to know me, but if they assumed that just, because I lived with my family I was no good, a mommas boy, lazy, or not making any money or whatever etc They would be missing out on the exact type of man that they should want in their life and that is someone who has the backs of those he cares for and those that earn his respect, love, and admiration through thick and thin for the rest of their natural born life!