No more nice boy. Dating in LA from a man’s point of view.

Do Women Really Want the Sweet Boy?

Popular belief tells us that as a man you want to make a sweet, nice, wholesome impression on women. The nice boy she can bring home to her parents. The first thing you read on your online dating site is your headline about yourself. Here was mine: Nothing Better Than Having A Good Laugh. P.S. It takes courage to date, yes it does.  Not bad, funny, positive. See I know the number one thing women look for in a man is a sense of humor. They love to laugh. And my headline was sweet and all that stuff. Nothing dangerous about it. Well, I was getting bored with it, bored with the online thing. It’s really not my thing to begin with, I like looking across a crowed room, and finding that girl that makes me dizzy and forget where  I am. Pictures and profiles do nothing for me. I’m trying the online thing to step out of my comfort zone. And hey it’s like shopping for women. If I was more of a pig I would run right through my daily matches like a dirty rotten dog.

Let’s spice it up, lets do a little experiment, lets be counter intuitive and do the opposite. Which I do  sometimes when I’m out meeting women in person.   I changed my Head Line on my dating profile to this: Reformed Bad Boy, Who Likes To Laugh.  At first it was just going to be Reformed Bad Boy. See I know women love the Bad Boy, but the reformed Bad Boy is too irresistible. And like I said they love to laugh, and for this little experiment I combined the two.  Within an hour I got the most response, likes, favorites, winks etc… around seven to ten, and it kept going.  Yes, I was laughing. Suddenly my photos look different, more dangerous. My profile exciting.

I have a question, should I rewrite the rest of my about profile?  Bad Boy will take you to the dark side, but is really sweet inside. But when I take you to the dark side, you’ll love it and may never want to come back. Will corrupt you so you’ll never be able to go home again. This bad boy is dangerous, very dangerous. And I’ll take you on a thrilling dangerous journey. (Women love going on a “Journey”) But deep down inside I’m a nice boy. So what do you think, would that work?

It’s interesting to me, it really is, and funny. After a couple more weeks of the experiment, I’m going to be done with the online dating. Too much work.

Do women really want the sweet boy?  You tell me?

Eliminate all need and want. Dating in LA from a man’s point of view.

It felt like a date without going out on a date. Because it’s online dating, where you don’t need to talk to each other and you have a false sense of control. Trying to set up a date through messaging limits the imagination.  But hey it’s the world we live in.  In her photos she was beautiful, and her profile leaned towards being a little stuck up-putting the word Diva anywhere on your profile page tips you in the stuck up category. As a man I take full responsibility for overlooking Diva traits for trying to meet a hot girl. All man are guilty of this.  At least this girl didn’t have photos of her dog, friends, or her jumping out of an airplane. FYI, guys could care less about a photo of your dog. We want to you, not your dog.  I was excited to meet this girl she appeared to be sophisticated, classy and I like that. Maybe in person she had no Diva traits. We set up a cocktail date, then she broke it and said how bout next week. Sure. Then she said she couldn’t make it on the evening intended, she had meetings.  I replied that we’ll try another time, and I didn’t give a specific evening. I was done with it. Canceling twice is enough for me.  (I may be a little odd, but when I want to meet a girl, I make it a priority).   Then I get a massage asking if I was free that evening, the original evening we had planned. She’s a beautiful girl, I’d like to meet her, I’d like to hook up with her-by the way I’m no angle. And yes I’d like to find out if this is someone with relationship potential.  Now eliminate all need and want for this-it’s a tao philosophy I read once, and suddenly I’ve empowered myself. Also I got the impression that she thinks the world revolves around her.  I replied no I already have plans. Boy, did I get a message right back with a specific evening she was free.  I wanted a couple days before I replied.

Girl Games. Girl World. Dating in LA from a a man’s point of view.

Since I work with women, for years, I’ve been to Girl World and know something of their ways and customs. Because I ask questions and listen.  I know the Girl Games.

She had massaged me on a social network site about going out. Made the first contact, and I was flattered.  I ended up bringing a bottle of wine to her place. A great first date, I’m in the door.  She was blonde and beautiful. It’s my lucky night.  We sat on her couch and drank and talked. I made sure to make her laugh. This is something I’ve learned in Girl World-make them laugh. Towards the end of the bottle of wine, she admitted to being nervous about the evening, and she let her hair down from the way it was pulled back. I leaned in and kissed her. I read the hair down body language correctly. She said, you’re a good kisser and dangerous. In Girl World I’ve learned this is a good thing. It was fun to be on the couch seducing her, and we made it to, how do I say this-second base. When ever you’re on a couch it feels like high school, a Second Base terminology fits here.  We made a second date. She was easy to talk with, smart, classy.

At the last minute she cancelled the second date, no worries we rescheduled. Now, since we’re on each other’s friend page we can keep tabs. Still feels strange to me. Between the time we’re supposed to go on a second date ,I txt that I’m going to be by her place of work. Can I swing by? Sure. It was a nice visit, we went for a quick walk. Then an hour before we’re supposed to finally go on our second date, she cancels in a txt. No worries, next time, I reply. I’m done, there will be no next time. I get the message, it’s okay, not every girl is going to be into you. Though I found it odd, since she was the one who initiated the whole thing. Oh well who knows what happens in peoples lives, who knows may be she saw something in me that made her turn on a dime.

I start to see post on her page that she’s worth being pursued, and other post that allude to the same thing. Post I had never seen before.  Then photos of her out drinking with guys.  I never commented. I work with women, visited Girl World, listening closely, very closely. I’ve heard all the Girl Games.  This girl was one game I wasn’t going to play.  It’s okay, in LA they’re plenty of guys who will roll the dice.

I told a couple of the women I work with about what had happened, they agreed. Somedays it’s good to be able to check into Girl World. But gosh I really liked kissing her.