All's Fair

They say all's fair in love and war. Well, I'm a big cynic when it comes to the former and am virtually unconcerned about the latter (Bush is gonna do what he wants to do), but I heard something on the radio this morning that was interesting.

First, let me tell you that The Bert Show is the funniest damn morning show to hit radio, save Star and Buck Wild. Check it out sometime, the station's online. Anyway, this woman was talking about how she went to pick up her boyfriend's dry cleaning and apparently her boyfriend's other girlfriend was the one who dropped it off (what a pimp!). So, girlfriend #1 calls girlfriend #2 and they make this plan to catch the boyfriend in the act. But get this: Girlfriend #2 used the opportunity to help the boyfriend get all his stuff from girlfriend #1's car, apartment, etc. So, girlfriend #1 got screwed and girlfriend #2 got and kept her man. Funny stuff. So, they called girlfriend #2 to find out what happened and she basically said she didn't care and that she was gonna keep the boyfriend cuz girlfriend #1 was psycho.

The point here is, people from all around the small city of Atlanta, population 4 million, didn't care. The overall consensus was that, as long as there are no rings involved, everything is fair game. It didn't matter the level of commitment or how long people dated, if there was no engagement or marriage, the name of the game is Hunt or be Hunted. Granted, commitment and monogamy are personal choices that really have nothing to do with society, but more with the relationship and those involved, but I mean damn.

Being in my 20s, I know it's play time. And I love it. I love looking at a guy and giving him the "come hither" smile or just walking up to him outright and starting a conversation. I love knowing that when my phone rings and it's one of my "fellas," I'm in for a good conversation. I love knowing that I can be on a date and answer my phone without having to explain who's on the other end. But that's all the chase, and it's all in fun. It's gonna take a lot for a man to get me to the point where I once was, nose wide open, because again, everything is fair game. Sometimes when I talk to certain people, they'll get a call, and just get all flustered trying to explain why they have to hang up. It's not that serious. When I get a call I'd rather take, I tell the person I don't want to talk to that I'll call them back and hang up. No explanations, I gotta go. And you're not my boo, so any upset you may have is personal. REAL personal. I tell people the same thing when it comes to me. Just go, you ain't gotta explain at all. A lot of people think that it's being courteous, but to me, it's pointless drivel, so save it. If we were in a relationship, I may be concerned, but I have A.D.D. anyway, so chances are I forgot I was even on the phone with you while watching "Ed, Edd and Eddy." But yes, I'm kinda getting sidetracked.

On the other side of things, there is the commitment level some people reach too soon, only to be in shock and awe when they get left. But, there are exceptions to every rule, so don't lose hope, you romantics out there (and, for the record, a romantic player is an oxymoron, so stop it), there are some people in our generation that understand and embrace commitment and monogamy. Or even those that weren't looking to settle down, but they found "the one."

That's really it, I just found it interesting. So, if anyone's lookin' to come out to the ATL, there's a lot of free will and scattered ass for you to enjoy. Funny thing, they call it "Little New York." Hmm...That's pretty funny.

Random quote: That shit is grosssss!! (Dave Chappelle)

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