Friday, March 28, 2008

Insincerity is the golden key to successful relationships

WOW, what a heading!!! Some may say that Sax must have had some extra servings of Thunderbird down at the local home deprived camp this morning. Some may find this vindication. No, my little female droogies, that is exactly how most of us live our lives, hiding in a shell instead of celebrating the amazing gift the universe has bestowed on us. Why, because of a yearn to impress some total stranger.

Let's be honest for one second, when you have met the perfect man, the first thing you dread is introducing him to the "girls". I have always hated meeting the "girls". There is always the one "girlfriend" who is way cooler and hotter than the Ms. Perfect that you just met. Women also have that unwritten rule that once you date one of "us" the rest are hands off.(Sax tip for men; before you dare approach Ms. Perfect, make sure you have at least seen all of the posse. This may delay your introduction for a couple of weeks, well worth it in the long run. One quick move and you are out of the loop with that crowd and expect a trickle down to at least two of their "outside the loop" girlfriends.)

The "girls" will smile, tell you how lucky you are, and talk about how he must keep you totally sleep deprived. But, you know exactly what will happen the moment you are out of sight. The "girls" huddle with a wolf pack mentality and are able to sense any weakness in Mr. Perfect. The worst part of their conversation is how you faked who you are for the new man.

YOU ALL DO IT. You're are not as funny, nor as relaxed. You can't say what you honestly feel. At times you look at your friends in that odd, bug-eyed, don't embarrass me manner when they are just being themselves. You're not laughing as loud in fear of being a turnoff. You fail to tell that bodily function joke, which is hilarious, because you don't want to be offensive(Mr. Perfect doesn't pee or poop). You don't scoop food with your fingers off someone else's plate. Gluttony is a deadly sin n' you can't look like you have fat potential. The topper is, then you piss off friends when you insult them for telling "him" about their birth mark that can't be seen.

Why do you do the eggshell shuffle? If this person gives a damn about you, he will like and accept you for who you are, not an illusion of what your brain is telling you some idiot wants you to be. So the next time a true friend calls and you put on your June Cleaver voice, because Mr. Perfect is lurking in the shadows, listening to every word. Remember this, the only reason you are not with your friends is that no one can stand the ass (Mr. Perfect) because of how he is treating you. They hate how you are changing from the person they once adored and had fun with. So, heed these words; You are guilty of falling in a false sense of love and are insincere in how you act to keep this facade.

But you do have free will, the universe, and the strength..... so get the hell out and go back to being the true you.

So Sez Sax...

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