VF: Oh man. Rejection sucks. (As you probably know since you've skillfully managed to avoid it for all of your adult life.) It's hard to endorse getting dumped because well, it blows. So, rather than counseling you towards something I can't sell, instead, I'll give you this little metaphoric gem to think about.
Have you ever gone gambling at an Indian reservation? (Do they call them Native American reservations now? Whatever.) They have all the standard options -- blackjack, craps, poker, rigged slot machines, free well drinks, gambling addicts... There's nothing wrong with a casino on a reservation. You sure can have yourself a great time. But put a little more effort into it and you get Vegas. Yep - same standard fare, same chain smokers, but oh, there's so much more! Bright lights, waterfalls, contortionists, overrated bars, bigger pools, mafia... it just doesn't compare. If you only go for chicks you're sure are into you, chances are those girls are like second rate casinos -- fine, sure, but why go for fine when you could be ballin'? Then again, you could also lose all your money and wind up washing dishes in kitchen at Tao. Loser.
In the end, if you decide to go for the girls who really make you nervous, you'll have no guarantee of success. It's risky business, this putting-yourself-out-there- stuff. But if you don't? Well, you're guaranteed to just kinda living this mediocre relationship bullshit. Want more of that?
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