“I have standards; step up or step out.” – Steve Maraboli You ever meet someone, man or woman, romantic or platonic, real or fake, that makes you feel bad for having standards? Recently, I was talking to a male friend of mine who isn’t in the best—but also not the worst—situation financially.
I’m talking about those folks who take “humility” to a whole other level (i.e. We were talking about the qualities we’d like for our significant others to possess and the usual characteristics came up.
If you get lucky, you will find yourself on a date with someone who is polite, reliable, and overall good company.When you can't feel anything during the act, that's a problem.I know that there are other options in the bedroom, but I get pleasure by doing it the old-fashioned way.You know, stable employment, a kind and generous heart, someone who is funny, intelligent, consistent and faithful, etc. She wants a dude who has it all together.” Whenever my friend gets in this mode—which I still have yet to determine if jealousy or a self-esteem issue is the culprit—I cringe.Then he went into self-deprecating mode: “See, that woman right there [insert random acquaintance he knows] is my type of woman. It’s like a combination of complaining, not being confident enough in what he brings to the table and judging women based on their preferences equate to this annoyance of a concoction. In other words, he counts himself out of the race for her heart before the “Go! Each and every time I ask him to elaborate on why he feels this way, it all goes back to how she looks, how she dresses and the life that she appears to live from the outside looking in.Instead of a magical cure, I pray for an end to my mother’s life. Ironically, Mummy, as her family often calls her, is in remarkable physical health.