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Monday, September 13, 2010

Booty calls and other nighttime debauchery



If truth be told, I am so not a fan of the whole bothersome dating process. Now don’t get me wrong. I love men. I love talking to men. I love spending time with men. And I especially love flirting with men. But given the choice I would much rather special order my future husband and have him delivered by courier to my front door step -- and be done with that messy dating business once and for all.

To me dating is the equivalent of going to the dentist office. It’s a horribly unpleasant yet necessary evil that one must endure lest one end up as a creepy old cat lady with a mouth full of rotten teeth. Not a prospect that I would welcome at all. But even so, some while back I decided to go on a major dating hiatus …until such point that I meet someone that I might actually want to keep around for awhile.

Sure I miss the thought of romance and all the deliciously wonderful things that go along with it, but after hearing all the dating war stories from my single friends, it makes me kind of glad that I decided to take a break.

So, as someone who is now out of the proverbial dating loop, I still can’t help but ask what the eff is up with all the texting? How in the world are two people supposed to form any sort of meaningful connection if their primary (or sometimes only) form of communication is done electronically in 160 characters or less? Seriously, whatever happened to picking up a telephone (that device that sends those text messages) and having a genuine spoken conversation?

And call me an old fashioned nana, but what in the world ever happened to actual dates? By dates I mean those things that involve a guy calling a woman ahead of time and asking her if she would like to go to a nice dinner, a fun movie or even just out for drinks.

Has dating become so transactional that the process has been reduced to nothing more than late night booty calls? Nowadays it seems that all a player has to do is text a ‘hookup’ request to his chick du jour and she’ll roll right up like the pizza delivery girl all piping hot and ready to go.

Now when exactly did guys like that decide it’s okay to treat women so disrespectfully? Because clearly it is not okay to treat women like that. And when exactly did women start letting men treat them as if they were a drive-thru? All those chicks that are out there playing hoochie on wheels are only helping to further perpetuate the problem. Because clearly those ‘booty callers’ are getting a whole lot of yeses or they wouldn’t keep asking.

And not to sound like I’m joining the scary cat lady 'player hater brigade’ but to me it seems like the sad little world of dating has become a rather shady and meaningless place to be. Which is rather unfortunate being as I’m currently on the hunt for a serious B.O.N.’ing …I’m just saying…