The Dickwad of the week Award is a tie this week!
Between people who don’t even live or work in the brothel.
It’s between this guy who lives near where I work who I met on the “outside”
and my ex boyfriend…
My ex I will see rarely.
The guy I met on the outside, who I will call Frank…
I don’t even know why he’s a dickwad…other than I think that anybody who has no car,
and who is trying to be social with a whore, who expects a ho to drive 45 minutes to an hour
to see him to MAYBE have sex, AND not get paid…that’s a presumptuous move that should only be attempted by the very rich or very charismatic, and Frank unfortunately possessed neither of those qualities.
Ho’s don’t wanna leave. They might miss out on a good trick – potential earnings.
And if you’re asking me to leave, that makes you the asshole, aka Dickwad of the Week.
My ex, on the other hand was mad that I was calling him to be
“social.” (Originally. That was my thought. Knowing I can get him into bed easily. Imma perv, I know.)
I discovered today, A friend of his on FACEBOOK deleted me, which I figure he woulda only deleted me
if he told him about my ho status.
“Did you tell Mason about my job?” I texted.
“Yes” he said.
“You’re a prick.” I told him.
Once I used a caustic word like “prick” I felt better instantly.
All urges to chew him out via phone went away, since prick is such a strong word.
I got a paragraph of text though about how I’m full of drama,
and how I acted like I wanted to hang out.
But then call him a prick.
And he says he doesn’t have time for such texts
and that we should talk on the phone if it’s gonna be like that.
So I call him.
He tells me that I’m the asshole because I fell in love with Mr. Wrong,
and because I blatantly told him (prior to my breaking up with him) that it was likely when I went on vacation with my buddies (who paid for me to go) that it was likely I would bone other dudes, and that somebody I met from work wanted to see me in real life, and I might take him up on the offer.
I told him this:
“I’m the most honest person you’ve ever met. You can’t help who you fall in love with. I can’t help that I had to work with him [Mr. Wrong] and spent so much time with him. And I can’t help that I like to sleep with other people. When other girls lie to you in the future, and you get paranoid about what a girl MIGHT be doing, remember how it feels when a girl is honest with you instead, since you won’t ever meet a gal who is more honest with you than I was. I could have bullshitted you but I told you the entire truth because I would have felt guilty if I hadn’t, and because I respect you.”
Note: The real world difference is that, most normal men AND women want to be lied to. They want to feel like they are somebody’s “one and only.” Even if that’s a lie, and all their friends know it.
My Professional Sexologist Opinon: I think decades of couples lying to each other when perhaps we have been more liberal than that (in secret) for centuries is what has taken away from the sacred-ness of “holy matrimony.” TRUTH IS, holy matrimony is only effective for maybe 5% of the population. The rest of the population engages in various degrees of cheating:
Emotional cheating
Physical cheating
Thinking about having sex with your co-worker…
I see lots of couples who don’t seem to be in love, yet they stay together. Perhaps if they were more open accepting with each other about their desire to philander, and more public with their friends that “yes this is a choice we have made, to see other people on occasion.” – perhaps this would be the “New Age Holy Matrimony, for the facebook generation.”
I.e. I would love to know….does Mr. Wrong see other ladies regularly? Is this his habit that his partner blindly accepts because she knows he needs it, or do I have NO CHANCE of ever upgrading from “the other woman” status to “girlfriend status”?
Hard to say, but that’s my opinion on the matter.
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