Every. Single. Time. I take out a gameboy on the train

brotherladies:

Some dude starts talking EXTRA LOUD to his friend(s) about aallll of his old gaming systems, but like SUPER testosterone-y, like he is talking about cars

never fails. 

I think it’s a natural male flaw to become overwhelmed with boyish giddy-glee when pretty girls are around.  Especially when the woman’s current activity is either personally appreciated by the male or offers an easy conversation starter.  The failure to approach whenever I’ve done it is done more out of respect than predatory technique - she’d probably not want to talk, but discussing an incidental matter with an uninvolved 3rd party opens up the discussion for said female to join the conversation if she’s interested.  It’s like being 13 and trying to do “awesome tricks” on your “cool bike” when a “pretty girl” crosses the street nearby in hopes that she’ll be “so impressed” that she’ll want to come up and say, “wow you’re so good at that!”  

It’s just that more often this type of behavior lands us on our heads, both literally and figuratively.

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