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Inner Beauty
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Inner Beauty I tend to be very good these days of not living off set beliefs, that something is the way it is, just because that's how I've always perceived it. I also try to always keep an open mind, in case my concepts need to be adjusted, validated, or changed. Today was an epiphany of sorts, showing me that even some of my oldest perceptions aren't immune from being revised. Before I get into my encounter this afternoon, let me preface. I've heard many ladies talk to me about inner beauty. Even from a male perspective, I could somewhat understand what they were saying. I've heard that "no, he's not that good looking, but he's just a wonderful guy". Well sure, that's got to count for something. I hang out with a married couple that I've known for years. She's not ugly, but in my eyes, always sorta manly looking. The husband, who could easily be a male model, says she's the most beautiful woman he's ever known. And she is a great lady, but to be honest, in the back of my head, I'm pretty sure I didn't really get it. So, I would say I kind of understood what the attraction was, and vaguely understood the concept of inner beauty. Never really gave it much thought from the other side though, until this afternoon. A friend called me up the other day and said, dude, I've got the perfect girl for you. Blonde hair, blue eyes. She used to be a cheerleader, she's a knock out. Smart, good job, she's a RN. She saw a picture of you from when all went to the beach last month and asked if I would introduce her to you. I'm like, I hate blind dates. But hell, it sounded pretty good so I agreed. Got her number, called her up and talked for a bit. Sounded cool, agreed to meet for a early lunch/dinner today, since she had to work tonight. So, we meet at the restaurant and for once there was no exaggeration. Great looking lady from head to toe, great smile, beautiful eyes. I'm thinking to myself, well glad I accepted this one. We get a table, order some apps and start talking. The first part of the conversation was pretty much like any other first meet, conversation a little jumpy, starts and stops. She finally tells me she's just really nervous, and has a hard time expressing her thoughts and feelings because she hates being judged. Waitress interrupts and we order our meals. Then i tell her, I try not to judge people and please just be yourself. Oh man, if I could ever have any words back. Within, five minutes she's going on about how she hates the department she works in because of the "types" of people there. I tune in. In the time it took for our meals to get out, I think she insulted every race, religion, height, weight, eye color , you get my drift, known to mankind. Being sort of a troublemaker, I ask her, so where do I fit in on your check list of acceptable. She says, well so far so good, you're attractive, not fat, I hear you have your own business. I'm thinking, this is going to be a long meal. Food comes, we eat our meals and she just keeps getting more abrasive. I can't even really put it into words, except maybe to say, I've had arguments with people that were less harsh, and she was in a good mood. Enjoying the conversation.  Luckily time keeps moving on, and we have to leave. I pay the check and walk her to her car. Once at her car she asks when I think we can get together for a less rushed date. I say, to be honest, I'm not sure we would really get along all that well. Her response, verbatim, "Are you fucking kidding me? What are you blind?" Still being nice I respond with something to the effect of no, you're a great looking lady, but I'm also not deaf. Just don't see many of our viewpoints on life matching up. Sorry. She goes into banshee mode and starts calling me names, telling me how I'm going to regret this, I think she even insulted my manhood. Though since this is real life and not Senior Sizzle, I'm pretty sure I never shared a dick pic with her. Finally, I say, Look, sorry if this upsets you, but it's time for me to go. Have a great day. And I walk off. That's when the light bulb went off, and I saw the "inner beauty" concept from the other side. Also gave me a little insight into the "I just don't respond when I'm not interested". Hell, if the guys are half that immature and volatile about it, I wouldn't either. Again, I've always sort of understood the concept of inner beauty and the attraction. But after spending a hour with a simply gorgeous lady with a complete lack of inner beauty..... I really get it. No really. I really fucking get it. " I refuse to belong to any organization that would accept me as a member" Groucho Marx |
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I mean it. I really fucking get it. " I refuse to belong to any organization that would accept me as a member" Groucho Marx
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Lol, dodged a bullet I think.
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 you know...it was a good thing you asked her to be herself...it's better off for her to come out sooner than later!!!
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Nothing quite like a harpy masquerading as a princess.  Pagan  Hmmmm....I know I left that wand around here somewhere!
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With maturity and insight, some men can get past the arm candy. But I have witnessed the miserable man with the trophy wife or gf. It is sad to watch.
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LOL, the buddy who set me up with her just called. Said she called him and was giving him hell for introducing us. His response was, hey wasn't it you who bugged me for three days to give him your number? She didn't like that either. He tells me, dude, you should have just ignored her and set up another date. She's super hot. I told him I'd join a monastery before I slept with that banshee. Life's too short. " I refuse to belong to any organization that would accept me as a member" Groucho Marx
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Young Man, you may have lucked out in walking off but sometimes it can coincide that he beauty is all over and within, At least you give it a go, kudos to you.. Stop by at lonlyforlove2 also see Lunch with Lonly , we get snow tomorrow Check my blog on New Community, "A photo of my big Pecker" also, " My Sunday afternoon with the kids'
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I had a recent discussion about looks and money and a guy reassured me that a pretty woman with money is not always relationship material. He said he learned the lesson. But I don't think he really did. He stayed with a pretty lady with major problems that turned out to be a nightmare. He thinks after this last relationship he will choose wiser the next time. I doubt he will choose someone other than the type he has had so far thin and pretty. I called his bluff in a sense by saying if I ever find a guy who sees beyond looks and money that would be something. 😉 Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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