Pushy and Passive Guys, Where’s The Mediator?
Pushy guys, I hate ‘em. I don’t deal with it, I am NOT into that alpha bullshit. I don’t take a back seat to anyone, and no one should take a back seat to me. You must be my EQUAL. If your pushy, I’ll just want to punch you, and if your passive, well, same thing.
Andrew doesn’t know how to take no for an answer, at ALL. He buys me rum because he knows I love it, and wants to try and get me drunk. Because he tries to use this as an advantage, I do take the rum, and I give him NOTHING. Asshole. Even drunk I wouldn’t fuck you. You’re annoying and needy and would be a terrible boyfriend. You lack any motivation except that of a caveman. You smoke pot excessively (don’t get me wrong, I love to smoke, but he’s stoned all the time), you stay at home all day and play video games, and you are being a total bum about going to school. Oh, did I mention the straight up telling me that he isn’t looking for a relationship. Now, I said the same, but I meant ANY kind of relationship. He means he wants to fuck, and he can. He can fuck RIGHT OFF.
Then there’s Corey, my friend since I was 14, but he’s asked me out over 10 times since my ex and I broke up when I was 18. He’s the kind who will date ANYONE, because it doesn’t matter who you are, he just wants anyone. I am fucking unique, and I’m not desperate for anyone. You have to see me, understand every bit of me, and be the yin to my yang. Corey has no motivation to better himself. He’s a the like chef-manager at Sublime restaurant in Fort Lauderdale, which is a HIGH end vegan restaurant. He’s too much of a pansy to be a manager, he just lets everyone walk all over him. Not to mention his obsessing over me since he met me, buying me presents to try and persuade me to date him, and he told me that he won’t hold back if he ever gets a chance with me, so I’ve stopped talking to him. He’s gotten freakishly creepy.
So where’s the mediator? I don’t know, but I’ll keep a look out in about 5 years or so, if I’m interested in dating then. For now, I’m too concerned with myself to let some guy or girl distract me. I’ll work until I get where I want to be, then maybe you can join me, maybe.