……is worse then just having a guy.

Sometimes.

And why just having a guy……still sucks.

Sometimes.

 
I’m convinced that men and women end up friends because one doesn’t want anything more to do with the other. Sometimes its mutual, but usually its one-sided. And usually, that side is the girls side. And we can hold up pretty strong; but once there is a vulnerable moment……a breach in security……the guy will make his move and toss that whole “friendship” thing to the wind. (same thing can happen if she’s taking too long to “come around”)

***of course, OF COURSE, there are women who do that too. But you can read about them on some other blog.***

The suckiest part, is that you think you know the guy, he makes you think he’s sincere, he makes you think he’s different because he is your “friend,” and you don’t expect that he would use you and the situation…just to get laid.

 
Silly you.

 
You can be friends with a guy for years, but if the opportunity presents itself…he will pounce like its nothin’. Friend or not, you’re still a chick, he’s still a guy, and horny by default. Besides, he’s been admiring your assets from afar all this time…you think he’s gonna pass up a chance to hit dat? He’s not.

 
If a guy needs a friend, he’ll call his boys. What can a chick do for him that his boys can’t?

Exactly.

 
(well, unless……)

 
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So I’m on the phone with the Indian guy……he’s talkin all this “I miss you, I can’t wait to see you” bullshit. Mid-conversation he tells me to hold on, and then I hear him call out to somebody, “Hey! Hey ma, wassup? You lookin’ kinda nice. You need me to come over there and walk with you?” (or some cheezy bullshit like that)

I assume at this point the girl keeps on walkin (cuz I would) and he comes back to the phone like, “Hello?”

 
“Hmmm, so I guess that didn’t really work out for you.”

 
“Oh you heard that?”

 
“Yeah.”

 
“You heard what I just said?”

 
“Yeah.”

 
((nervous laughter))

“Wait, did you hear everything I said?”

 
“Yeah.”

 
((still a lil nervous))

“But I thought I told you to hold on?”

 
“Yeah, well, I’m still on the phone and I can still hear you.” (dummy)

 
“Oh. Well, you said we’re just friends, right? ((laughs)) Don’t get jealous. I don’t wanna talk to no one else, baby. I was just playin’ around.”

 
“I’m not jealous. You can talk to whoever you want.”

The conversation ended shortly thereafter.

 
I see the friendship thing played in real nice when convenient. OH, some of you men can be SO full of shit, lol.

***Disclaimer: This post pertains to some of the guys I know and know about. Definitely not any of the ones reading this blog. Well, not all of you anyway.***