My friend "E" models full time in NY, I got a real job and only model part-time model now. She and I have these GREAT discussions on FB about Men, Sex and Society. I have always said if people read them, I bet they'd be shocked to know what we really think.
This forum seems like the *perfect* place to carry out my experiment.
(For the purpose of anonymity, I am L and she is E.)
L: So some drunk ass started sex texting me last night
E: Fun
L: I was like "Who is this? How did you get this number?" But he wouldn't say
E: Did you start sending him dick pics?
L: WHY DIDN'T I START SENDING HIM DICK PICS????
E: You totally should have
L: I did far worse. Hes going to wish I had sent dick pics. I googled his number. It popped up where he worked. So I gave them a call.
E: I SEE Yes, you can google phone numbers and its usually very accurate
L: Told them to tell him to stop getting drunk and using the company roladex to drunk dial women because I found it unprofessional
E: Yesssssss THAT'S good What kind of company was it?
L: "Consulting " he's a professional bullshit artist. If he's not fired, he's the laughing stock.
E: GOOD. I like that better than dick pics
L: I should wait a few days, then bombard him with dick pics. Salt in the wound
E: Indeed
L: I only have two dick picks on this phone. Both un-requested. From guys courting me. When will they realize we don't want to be digitally flashed?
E: It's 99.99% of the time unrequested
L: A man sending you a dick pic is like a cat bringing you a dead mouse. We know you're proud, but I'm just going to throw it away without touching it.
E: I usually respond by sending them a picture of blue waffles.
L: I can't believe at my age I'm still dealing with this
E: Not sure if there's a cure
L: When does it end?
E: I want there to be a cure for AIDS, cancer, and dick pics
L: Society has failed me. I was promised that after 30 no man would find me attractive. Yet now I have to deal with the ones my age, plus these younger ones who want a "cougar."
E: Yeah I know what you mean. Like last night my mom brought me to this party I didn't feel like going to, a BBQ for the 4th and it was nice, but I just got out of a 10 hour day of work, was SO tired, did not want to be social, hadn't even changed my clothes... I get there and my mom is trying to get me to talk to this guy who had met me once before and had been "asking" about me. I was trying to politely get out of ALL social things including him, not to be rude, but because I just wasn't up for it. And my mom kept saying, "But E, he's not trying to make you uncomfortable, he just *likes* you..." as if, you know, when a man likes it's MY responsibility to be polite and either give him what he wants or care about his feelings and let him down easy. Imagine if men cared that much about US and OUR feelings... It's like, no, I don't want to be rude, but it's not MY responsibility to deal with every man's arbitrary feelings...
L: Plus, you know he only has these feelings because of your disinterest
E: When I/any woman has feelings for a man, does that man go, "Oh, she has feelings for me. Let me make sure I reciprocate and make her feel good. And if God forbid I don't reciprocate, let me care for her needs and make sure she feels fine..."
L: Nope. They don't suffer us out of politeness.
E: Exactly. Can't wait until I'm president
L: We're going to fix all this bullshit
E: Man, won't it be great when there's a female president with her first lady...Like Ellen and Portia would make a nice team
L: I'll feel sorry for her though. She'll be forced to make some anti female rulings so as to appear impartial.
E: True...
L: We need a Butch lesbian in office. Someone our enemy countries will fear.
E: Hilary
L: Omg perfect!
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