Tonight a few girlfriends and I went people watching. I must say that people watching is one of my absolute favorite things to do. What I learned tonight is that men are shitbags. I did have a notion that this was a possibility, but now I think it's a sad reality. Of course I saw men with their wives and girlfriends but the number of puffed out chest, eye roving men was amazing. While we rarely saw our waitress, the guy at the table next to us visited our table and every other living, breathing girls tables near us 3x more often than our waitress did. I almost asked him for a refill, but low and behold he brought me a water without me even asking <insert eyeroll>. The many that text you every 2-3 weeks and the ones that ask for pictures like they are a drug.
I've dated them all. I feel like it's the 31 flavors of men: The gay, the religious, the au natural, The married, and the cheater. Yikes! Thats only 5, I hope that there aren't 26 more to wade through.
I've seen it all, and I feel like I am late to the party, starting my black Friday shopping at 4pm. The shelves are empty, the good ones are taken. Tonight, for once, people watching just didn't seem all that fun.
If you are in a GOOD relationship realize just how lucky you are, its a rough world out there!
